A Relationship With 2 Spinster Sisters

[luvuass]

Bro ts yr story is superb n fansextic will up later

[needtofuck]

Enjoy your trip wherever you are going, however do remember to come back soon !

Have a good one !

[poke19]

can't wait for younger Winnie? then Amy. and threesome

[joeo80]

Excellent story.. Please continue soon..

[alvisscheah]

bro cheer up.i will be camp here everyday..

[jamesrockwell]

Originally Posted by boob_man

She didn’t seem to be experienced in kissing. Either that or she’s not too fond of it. Both our tongues were in a “Hello, how are you? Chiak pa buay?” type of casual talk, not like having a heated or furious exchange of slurps or a battle of the tongues. In short, she just extended her tongue to sucked on, but didn’t suck on mine or let my tongue explore her oral cavity.

Getting a bit breathless, she broke away. Not wanting to lose the momentum, I continued kissing, making my way down the right side of her neck and shoulder, and moving slowly towards her breasts. She responded by tilting her head to her right so that I could kiss the length of her neck from the ear down. Her towel was impeding my advance and so I yanked it away, throwing it on the bed. She was holding and rubbing the top and back of my head now with her hands, moaning softly as my tongue greeted “hello” to her right nipple. Not wanting to wait for it to reply, I started sucking and it hardened within seconds, from the mixture of warm breath plus the cold air blowing from the air-con. With my mouth over her breast, my tongue continued interrogating her nipple until her body started squirming beneath mine. “Arhh…..” she moaned softly, grabbing at my hair. I got a bit worried that she might just yank out a clump of it in a moment of passion! I definitely wouldn’t want to look like the American bald eagle, I thought to myself…..

Ushering her to the next level of heightened sexual ecstasy, I used my free hand to trace a path down from between her breasts to her belly and resting just on top of mound Venus. Forming Lady Gaga’s “little monster” sign, I massaged the sides of her pussy lips, occasionally rubbing on her clit too. She began breathing heavily and pulled me on top of her. “Condom, put on the condom” her voice quivering. I reached out for it, tore open the wrapping and tried putting it on. Problem was, my bro wasn’t fully awake yet…..Here she was, writhing with pleasure, pussy flowing with juice, nipples hardened, and my dick was still half asleep…..

“Not so fast yet” I said softly to her as I didn’t want her to know that I was still flaccid. I started to kiss downwards, making my way slowly towards her pussy. As I was about to place my mouth on it, she quickly clamped her legs and used her hands to cover the entrance to a thousand pleasures, saying, “No, cannot kiss there. Dirty.” I moved her hands away, and she covered it again, repeating the same thing. “It’s not dirty. I just want to sayang, sayang, can?” I replied tenderly.

With her hands still blocking my intended destination, she shook her head, eyes closed and not saying anything. “Ok, I don’t kiss. See only. I really want to see your sister also” I continued with a double meaning, hoping that she didn’t understand it. With that, she allowed me to remove her hands. Ah, the entrance to paradise is now open right before me! “Be careful you don’t enter the gateway to hell!” a very familiar voice by now, echoed in my mind.

Her pussy lips were nicely folded inwards and there was no musky scent emanating from it. There was a faint smell of soap which she must have used to wash earlier. I spread her delicate lips tenderly apart with my fingers and her pussy slowly exposed its full glory to me. Pinkish, it was now glistening with her juices. I was very tempted to lick it then but I dared not take the risk. My right hand in the meantime was stroking myself, coaxing my bro desperately to wake up…..

I took my time admiring nature’s wonderful piece of sculpture, a piece that can drive a man to the outer limits of his sanity, a piece that can even drive others to kill, for proprietary reasons. A piece that still can’t make me fully erect yet…..I was pulling and tugging at my cock now, desperately sending out electrical impulses from my brain, hoping to rouse him from his dazed state. Staring and focusing hard into Alice’s glistening pussy, and rubbing her clit with my left thumb, while simultaneously jerking myself with my right hand, I’m getting to be real good at multi-tasking. Finally, he’s beginning to show some life! Stirring a little, the close-up view of a wet and inviting pinkish piece of flesh was slowly getting to him.

Alice was now getting impatient and showing it. Opening and closing her legs in a scissor-like motion clamping my head in between, she purred affectionately “Quick, I cannot tahan.”With my cock sufficiently hard, I crawled up and laid on my side while gently turning her over to face the wall. Quickly picking up the condom on the bed, I hurriedly dressed my cock and lifting her left leg, held it up slightly. Sliding lower into position, I attempted to penetrate her from behind. Lacking a GPS, I seemed to face some problems in determining the exact location of the entrance. Pushing forward haphazardly, my dick was slowly getting frustrated, banging into anything except the main target. Alice, probably worried that I might unwittingly enter the wrong orifice, guided me into the right direction with her hand. “Arhh…..” both of us moaned at the exact moment of penetration.

I started slow and gently at first but with each forward thrusting motion, Alice seemed to be reciprocating with harder backward strokes until her backside was slamming hard against my pubic region. In the heat of it all, my cock accidentally slipped out of her pussy. Thrusting forward again while she, backwards, my cock slammed somewhere between her anal region. “Ow!!” she cried out. She shoved me away and turned to face the ceiling. “Drive don’t know how to drive, fuck also don’t know how to fuck…..” she muttered, obviously fed-up with the misfire. Without saying a word, I quickly climbed on top of her. Using my right hand to feel for her pussy, I positioned my cock right at the lips. It slid in easily as she was still lubricated with her juices. Picking up the momentum, I began fucking her in a strong and steady motion. The sound of balls slapping against pussy, with the creaks coming from the bed all added to the heightened sexual tension building up in the room.

It wasn’t long before she came, eyes shut, squeezed tightly and whimpering as if she was sobbing. I was in a kneeling position and holding up both her legs by her ankles for deeper penetration. She gripped the pillow and sheets and let out an intense groan, as spasm after spasm rocked her body. Her breasts were bouncing in unison and I could feel her pussy muscles contracting as her juices kept flowing. I couldn’t hold on for much longer too. Thrusting rapidly with my hips, I soon ejected my torpedoes. After making sure that all the torpedoes had left the firing tube, I stopped and rolled over to her side. Both of us were panting heavily and just laid there in silence.

For the second time, I noticed that Alice isn’t one to take the lead when it comes to sex. She’s very passive - a complete opposite from her outward personality. It showed when she stopped me from kissing her there, saying that it’s dirty. And she’s also not adventurous or participative at all. She was more inclined to enjoy the orgasmic experience herself, not bothering about the sexual feelings of the other person. Perhaps she was trying to mask her insecurities by acting brash and outspoken while her true person surfaces during her most vulnerable moments? Or perhaps she lacked the opportunity to get the most out of a sexual experience? Maybe…..

“She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah. She loves you yeah, yeah, yeah…..” the Beatles’ song was running through my mind as I was showering and I began humming the tune out loud. As I stepped out of the bathroom, another of the Beatles’ songs happened to be playing on TV, “Bang, bang Maxwell’s silver hammer came down, on his head. Bang, bang Maxwell’s silver hammer made sure, he was dead…..” Looks like both voices in my head has joined the upcoming "Singapore Got Talent" auditions.

Next – An opportunity with Winnie?

I'll be away for the next few days and as such, will not be able to post anything. But, be patient my dear Bros and fellow Samsters! It's going to get even better and more sexciting.....

Hahaha....chia pa buay.....haahaha...funny la TS.....will wait for you to come back for the continuation of the story..

[eeemen]

Have a good break and looking forward to your continuation bro, cheers ...............

[boob_man]

Chapter 14 – An opportunity with Winnie?

I’ve not met or spoken with Winnie since our last karaoke session. Curious to find out how she’s been doing (and also hoping to be able to reach “home base” soon), I called her one afternoon while I was still in the office.

“Hello?” she answered in a curious tone as she couldn’t recognise the caller ID showing on her mobile. She didn’t know my number then. “How are you?” I asked, disguising my voice. “Who’s that?” she asked. “Friend,” I answered. “Friend who?” she questioned, sounding even more curious, and repeating “Who’s that?” “You can’t recognise my voice is it?” I replied. “Who’s that? Ivan is it?” she sounded somewhat apprehensively. “Who’s Ivan?” I questioned, adding “Boyfriend is it?” Getting impatient, she replied “Tsk, don’t waste my time ok? If you don’t want to tell me who you are then hang up the phone!” sounding aggressive this time. “Wah, you damn fierce one ha!” I replied, quickly continuing, “Chan lah…..”

“Chan!” Winnie exclaimed, sounding surprised on realising that it was me. “How are you?” she asked. “Wah, just now sound so garang and now, you sound happy to hear my voice hor!” I remarked. “No lah, I don’t know who calling mah” she replied, somewhat sheepishly. “Wah, how come you can call me?” she asked, sounding somewhat excited this time.

“Nothing important. Just happened to think about you and since we didn’t meet for so long, I thought call you and ask how are you lor, cannot meh?” I rambled on. “Busy?” I asked. “No lah” she answered and remarked, “Where got so long! Just two or three weeks ago only mah. Cheh!” she continued, “Eh? How come you got my number ah? Who gave you? Amy is it? Or Alice?” she asked, all in one breath. “You were the one who gave me your number that night, at Amy’s place. I asked you for it, say maybe I’ll call you later to check how’s she. You forgot ah?” I replied. “Got meh?” she said, sounding a bit confused. “God in Heaven” I joked back.

“So, what time you finish work?” I asked, thinking that we could maybe meet for a drink or have dinner. “Usual lor, 6.15” she replied. “You doing anything after that? Meeting anybody? Amy?” I continued. “No, not meeting anybody but I need to go for an interview at 7.30.”

“Interview? Why? Looking for another job ah?” I quizzed. “No lah, at Toa Payoh HDB Hub, interview for night telemarketing caller”. “Night telemarketing caller?” I mimicked. “But I thought you’re in the insurance line right?” I asked, trying not to sound confused, adding, “Insurance also got telemarketing mah, right?”. “I know, but you not sian meh?” she replied, “Work whole day and somemore ask me to call at night for insurance…..” she trailed off and then continuing, “I’m thinking of becoming a real estate agent. Try, try calling first and see how lor. If can, maybe can change to sell house mah right? Should be easier than selling insurance…..” she explained. “You want to go with me?” she asked.

“Hmm, should I?” I thought to myself. “There’s no harm in accompanying her,” my inner voice whispered. “So how?” Winnie asked, interrupting my thoughts. “Er, what time you say? 7.30? I think should be no problem. You want me to pick you up at your office first? We can go makan something first and then go for your interview. Or we can eat after that. Up to you…..” I told her. My wife will be attending a company dinner later that night – that’s why I’m free – “Free, as a bird…..” the voice of John Lennon singing in my head.

”Convenient for you to pick me up?” Winnie asked in a soft, tender voice. “Wah, why you suddenly sound so manja?” I teased. “What’s manja?” she asked. “Nothing lah. Where’s your office?” quickly continuing. She told me where it’s at - somewhere in the vicinity of the National Library. “Ho seh liao!” I smiled to myself, slapping my thigh. Just then, my PA barged into my room wanting my signatures on some documents and cheques. In a seductive manner, she burrowed her eyebrows and pouted her lips, commenting, “Wah, today good mood hor!”

My PA’s a young lady of 24. Tall and slim (more to the skinny side as I always thought), she likes to flirt with me by acting cute and seductive at times, especially when we’re alone in my room. A lot of down-blouse views, practically on a daily basis, with the occasional upskirt peek-a-boos, she’s got very small boobs and that, to me, is a big minus point…..I’m a boob fan.

“So, how come you want to do night calling?” I asked Winnie as she got in the car. “No lah. Earn some extra cash lor. Nowadays everything also so ex, somemore pay never increase, how to survive?” she lamented. She filled me in on her job as we made our way to the Hub.

She’s been at her current place for close to three years now, working as a personal assistant to her boss, who’s running his own agency. With the common and usual “Boss damn ngiao”, “kiam ka-na” and “si bey kiam siap” type of criticisms, she remarked that he was earning big bucks through commissions earned from his and that of his team’s sales. I avoided the sensitive question of asking how much was she paid, lest she’ll be asking me “Why? You want to employ me as your PA is it?” for sure. Actually, to come to think of it, that wouldn’t be a bad idea! Hmm, fancy bonking with the staff…..

We only had a drink at the Delifrance café in the lobby since we decided to have dinner after the interview. “You want me to go up with you or wait for you here?” I asked as she dabbed her mouth with a serviette. Applying some lipstick, she said “Anything lor” - her trademark reply. Not wanting to go up in case I may bump into a familiar face, I suggested, “Better you go up yourself. Wait the agent may think that you come for interview also must ask your boyfriend come with you!” She playfully hit my hand and said “You think er!”

[boob_man]

She reappeared in less than 20 minutes, walking back to the table. Curious as to how it went, I asked, “So how? Got the job or not?” “Ya. Can start anytime. Actually he ask if can start tonight but I say cannot. Got friend waiting for me downstairs. So, start tomorrow night lor,” she replied.

“Wah, so easy like that can get one ah?” I exclaimed in disbelief. “Aiya, very easy one! He say will give me a list to call. Get appointment, he will give commission. If he close the deal, I will get extra” she said half smiling, “Pay me $8 1 hr for 3 hrs. Call from 7.00 to 10.00” she added. “You can make it on time meh?” I remarked, “You finish at 6.15, can reach here by 7? You have a direct bus at your office? At that time, sure traffic jam”. “Aiya, ask the boss if can leave at 6 lor. The most I start 15 minutes earlier in the morning. I can take MRT from City Hall but must walk a bit” she said. “I’m hungry, what you want to eat?” she asked, looking at me. “Anything lor…..” I answered with a smile in my eyes. “Hiya you ah!” she laughingly remarked.

“You like to eat steak? Or salad?” I asked, suddenly recalling that a Sizzler restaurant was nearby. “Don’t want steak. I already so fat. Salad, can, I don’t mind. Where you want to eat?” she asked in return. “Sizzler, near KFC, that side” I said, pointing to the direction. “Ok, anything lor. Let’s go!” she said, getting up and making a move.

“Was it an intentional or a subconscious action?” I asked myself. As we were walking to the restaurant, she slid her hand across my right elbow and held on to it, as though we were a wedding couple making our entrance to the ballroom. I was worried about being spotted and at the same time, enjoying the opportunity of getting close to Winnie. Deciding not to take the risk, I “purposefully” lifted my right arm and pointed towards a Japanese restaurant as we passed by. “Wah, this Japanese restaurant must be good! Look at the queue” I said while pointing to the crowd of people waiting to get a seat in the restaurant. “Yah hor! Maybe one of these days can try!” she replied, somewhat excitedly. “Anything lor!” I mimicked her, pretending to scratch my left shoulder. Noticing, she asked “Why, itchy ah?” “Ya, itchy for you!” the ever present devil in me answered before I could say anything but luckily she didn’t hear a thing.

Winnie revealed quite of bit about herself during dinner. She sounded as if she was going through an interview at a dating agency and almost poured out her whole life story. Of course, I had to feign interest or else she may not say something that I may be interested in knowing. But in actuality, I was only keen to know about her love life, and of course, her sexual experiences…..

“So, any boyfriend?” I asked, unable to withhold my curiosity any longer. Popping a cherry tomato in her mouth, she mumbled “No lah…..”. “Too choosy is it?” I teased while slurping a forkful of pasta. “Not that. I think my, our family maybe all kena cursed,” as she chomped, “Amy, Alice also don’t have”. “But I thought Amy is going with Lim, right?” I asked. “Ya, but you know right, Lim want to get married but Amy not interested leh…..” “What about you?” looking at her directly as I asked. “Me? why?” she replied, looking somewhat puzzled, while popping another cherry tomato. “You also don’t want to get married?” I continued. Sighing, she said “Aiya, nowadays, get married for what? A piece of paper only mah. Can confirm he stay with you permanently? Men all like that one…..”

Recalling Alice’s outburst about our species, I pretended to ask “What you mean men all like that one?” “Men all the same lah…..” she replied, trailing off and then continuing, “I also not young already. What for make myself suffer wait? Now, where I want to go, I can go. What I feel like doing, I can do. Got freedom. No need to scared or ask anyone for permission”. Hmm, that sentence “What I feel like doing, I can do…..” stuck in my mind just as Bread’s “Freedom’s” guitar introduction played in my mind.

Glancing at my watch, it showed 10 past 9. Stretching and feeling filled to my neck, I asked “So, what’s next? What you feel like doing?” Looking at the time on her iphone, she said “Now already after 9, where else to go? Better go back and sleep early. I’m starting my calling tomorrow night. Don’t know reach home what time after that.” “Your wish. I send you back” I said, sounding more of a statement rather than a question.

“Tell you something want or not?” Winnie asked all of sudden, in a hushed voice. “What thing?” I replied, keeping my eyes on the road. “You want to know or not?” she asked again, looking as if she was dying to expose a secret. “Aiyo, you don’t tell then how I know? Of course I want to know lah” I replied, sounding somewhat exasperated. “Amy and Alice hor…….” she said and then trailing off. “Amy and Alice why?” I asked. “Aiya, donno wan to say or not. Wait they kill me…..” came her reply. “Wah seh girl, if they don’t kill you, I WILL!!” I turned to look at her momentarily. “Wah, you so fierce one ah?” she whimpered. “Aiya, anything lah. You want to say, say. If not, then forget it lah…..” I remarked, using reverse psychology.

“No lah. Amy and Alice quite like you…..” she blurted out. In control of my reflexes and not showing any hint of surprise, I said coolly, “Don’t talk nonsense la. How you know?” “Aiya, we all so close, this kind of thing, sure know one lah. But I, hor…..”, “Don’t tell me you also like me?” I interrupted, with a grin. “You think ah…..” she quickly replied defensively, “But I told them you already married and got son.”
She continued, “Then Alice say, cheh, like only mah, not say love!” I listened intently, soaking up every word she was saying. “That’s why she’s willing to do with you twice…..” the devil in me interrupting, “Hah, now you know Amy also likes you…..” It sort of confirmed my gut feel as I could sense through both sisters’ body language and the way they spoke with me. But, I was curious to know if Winnie felt the same…..We didn’t linger on that topic but spoke casually until she alighted.

This was a good opportunity for me to get to know Winnie better and also, get a little closer. Over dinner, she revealed that she’s closer to Amy than Alice and that they both have opposite characters – something which I already noticed. Being the only daughter with another younger brother, Winnie told me that she didn’t face any pressure from her parents to get hitched. “My parents are more modern than Amy’s and Alice’s parents” she said. Evasive about her relationships, I didn’t pursue it further.

“She’ll tell me when she’s ready to, and, if she wants to” I told myself just before I heard myself snoring…..

Coming up next – “Bonding with Amy…..”

[svs_hire]

hehe..getting more interesting....

[imax88]

your story is very interesting as it shed light into the women psyche. Keep it up, bro Chan!!

[Rasta Marley]

Originally Posted by needtofuck

Enjoy your trip wherever you are going, however do remember to come back soon !

Have a good one !

Agreed bro. TS, many supporters awaiting your continuation. Who knows, maybe dual action with both sisters......and maybe even throw in the karaoke friend ;-) LOL

[Tikolootster]

Have a good break and do continue with your story soon!
Wonder whether a threesome's gonna happen anytime soon!

[boob_man]

Chapter 15 – “Bonding with Amy …..”

The sisters and I continued with our ritualistic meetings during the weekend mornings. I felt somewhat awkward in front of Alice since we’ve both fucked before and having to act nonchalant about it in front of her sister. Alice was playing out her part really well – a “Dr Jekyll and Ms Hyde” character…..I wondered if Amy is aware of it, but judging from her behaviour and expressions, I doubted if Alice has told her anything yet.

It was during one of those mornings when I noticed another person walking behind the both of them, pulling the trolley. Catching up with them from behind, I remarked “Wah, since when you got domestic helper ah?” I asked, avoiding using the word “maid” “Huh? Oh, just got only. My brother got her to help look after my mother” replied Amy, jumping in surprise and turning to look at me. “But you both not working right? Can help look after your mother also mah!” I said, looking at the maid. “Aiya, very mah huan one lah, look after old people…..this cannot, that don’t like, very headache” continued Alice. “But you will also grow old one day, you know?” I wanted to say to her, but didn’t. Not wanting to antagonise her, I looked at the maid and asked “Dari Indonesia?” as she looked Indonesian to me.

“E-ya” she replied, softly and sheepishly, nodding and smiling. “Ada perna kerja di Singapura, atau baru sampai?” I continued. Still smiling, she nodded without replying. Alice, looking surprised said to me “Wah, you also know how to cha-cup ma-layu ah?” in “pasar melayu” patois. “Aiya, what bahu, bahu you talking about? Busok ah?” joked Amy. “Baru, not bahu. Just, not smell” I corrected Amy, laughing out loud. Still looking at the maid, I asked “Nama apa?” “Nama Sarah,” she replied, still sheepish, looking at the ground. “Oi, don’t think of any funny thing ok!” Alice warned suddenly, breaking my chain of “fertile” thoughts.

Sarah’s a petite girl with shoulder length hair. Not of the dark-skinned type, she has this smiling look, making her pleasant and sweet. This, being her first experience working as a maid on our shores, I remembered joking to the sisters not to “bully” her. The devil in me, awake and ever alert, whispered “Why don’t you ask her whether she got the other experience or not?”

Wanting to slap him but unable to, I sneaked a quick peek at her breasts but all I could see were the shape and outline of her bra through her tee shirt. Didn’t seem big to me. “Maybe the tee shirt is a bit baggy for her,” I mentally consoled myself. My inner voice was nowhere to be heard, either still fast asleep or gone on holiday…..And so, Sarah soon became a regular feature during our marketing outings. I was conscious enough to not pay too much attention to her as Alice was always keeping an eye on me. There’ll be more of Sarah in the upcoming chapters…..

“I’m thinking of changing my hairstyle, maybe cut short” Alice turned back to me while queuing at our regular bee hoon stall. Catching me red-handed looking into her tee, she pinched me on my arm saying, “See what? What so nice to see?” Feeling somewhat embarrassed at being caught in the act, I deftly replied, “Huh? What did you say?”. “See, see, see. See before already, still not enough is it?” she went on. “Aiyah, I like to see yours mah” I whispered in her ear, not knowing what to say. “I told you before right? You men all like that one…..” she muttered before turning to face the stall again. Peering over her shoulder and admiring her soft mounds of flesh encased in a black lace sequinned bra, I asked her “Why you want to change your hair style? Like that nice mah, sexy. Cut short will look funny or not?”. “Aiya, weather now so hot, short hair better. Also dry faster, no need to blow for long time” she replied without turning back. “Blow??” I ran that word over in my mind. Gee, I’d love for her to blow me for long time…..

Interrupting my thoughts, she turned back again and asked “Serious, you think I suit short hair?” “Anything lor, up to you. Your hair mah” I said. “Wah, how come you also sound like Winnie ah?” Alice asked with a tickled expression. “Correct right? I mean it’s your hair mah! If you feel like cutting it short, then cut lor” “See how first later lah” was all she said as she stepped forward to place her orders. Amy, meanwhile had gone to the wet market with Sarah.

The rest of the weekend passed uneventfully, with me playing the role of a family man - taking my family out for meals, checking out the malls and shopping for groceries.

It was close to 2.00 on a weekday afternoon when my mobile rang and Amy’s number flashed on the screen. I was having lunch with my partner then, discussing some upcoming projects for the company, unsure if we wanted to take them on.

“Amy?” I wondered. How come she’s calling? Don’t tell me there’s another outing with Winnie? Hitting the green button, I said “Hello, what can I do for you?” in a chirpy voice. “Hallo, Chan ah?” Amy asked. “Yup, why? What can I do for you?” I repeated, still maintaining that chirpy tone. “No la, you busy ah?” she asked, sounding somewhat apprehensive. “Having lunch with my partner now. Aiya, for you, even if I’m busy, will make myself free one lah! So what’s up. What can I do for you?” asking the same question for the third time.

Hesitating a moment, she asked “You free or not? I got something, want to see you”. Judging from her tone, it sounded quite serious. “Sure!” I replied, “Where you want to meet? Where are you now?” “Geylang,” came her reply. Jumping from my seat and nearly choking from the food in my mouth, I quickly got up and moved away.
“Geylang?” I repeated, just in case I heard it wrong. “What are you doing in Geylang?” I asked, voice filled with curiousity, “Which part of Geylang are you at now?” “Lorong 11, hotel 81” she replied. “Are you alone or with someone else?” came my next question. “Now alone. Lim just left. Never mind, if you not free, then it’s ok. Don’t disturb you” she said. “Shut up!!” I mentally screamed at the devil in me just as he was about to say something.....

I asked her where should we meet or she’d like me to come pick her up. Deciding against meeting there, I asked, “Where can I pick you up?” “There’s a coffee shop in front. I wait for you there.” “No, better don’t wait in the coffee shop, not nice” I replied. “Aiya, never mind la, I sit there and wait for you” she said. Feeling uncomfortable at the thought of her sitting alone in a coffee shop while waiting, as if trying to solicit for business, I told her, “Tell you what, I can be there in about twenty to twenty-five minutes. Before I reach the coffee shop, I’ll call you. You wait for me by the roadside, ok?” “Ok” she replied while I returned to the table and told my partner that I needed to leave urgently and that we’d continue with our discussion later.

What could’ve possibly happened? I asked myself while making my way there. Looks like they could’ve quarrelled or argued and Lim just upped and left. How else can it be, I wondered? It’s unusual for the man to just leave after the deed is done unless it’s a pay and play situation. I called to ask her to walk to the curb while waiting at a traffic stop at the junction before the coffee shop.

[boob_man]

Dressed in a blouse and knee length skirt, she got in as some uncles looked into the car, trying to catch a glimpse of the driver. “Sorry ah, disturb you” she apologised, while buckling up. “Aiyo, so keh kee for what?” I replied. “So, what happened?” I asked, driving off. “No lah…..” she uttered and kept silent, looking as if in deep thought. Not wanting to rush her, I kept driving, trying to think of a place where we could sit and have a drink.

“Where you want to go?” I asked Amy, “Eat already?” Nodding, she said that she didn’t mind having a drink and we ended up at the KFC outlet in S’pore Post Centre. “So, want to tell me what happened?” I asked softly as she sipped on her ice lemon tea. Staring blankly ahead, she just mumbled “Very confused. Don’t know what to do.” “Do what?” I probed. Letting out a sigh, she leaned back and said “Lim lor. He keep asking me to get married. I haven’t give him an answer yet and he not happy. But, I’m scared…..” circling her cup on the table. “Scared of what? Of him?” I asked. “Cheh, scared of him for what!” she replied, somewhat defiantly, and continuing, “Scared because I don’t want to get pregnant lor…..” “Ok, then you can tell him that mah, right?” I suggested. “Tell him you’re willing to marry him on condition that you don’t want to get pregnant lor…..” Letting out another sigh, she looked resigned and said “Never use protection, one day sure kena first prize…..”

The conversation was now moving towards a sexually explicit nature. We were in a corner with no one sitting near us then. “But you can ask him to use mah, right?” I asked, beginning to feel a slight stirring below. The little fellow, good in eavesdropping on people’s conversations, is awake!
“Got ask, but he say feeling not the same, not shiok. The feeling different one meh?” she asked suddenly, looking at me. Before I could say anything, she continued, “Sometimes wear but he say cannot cum, take away then can cum” she said, softly now. Also lowering my voice and leaning closer to her, I asked “So, he cum inside you or what?” “He always want but when I feel he’s cumming, I quickly push him away lor” she replied matter of factly.

Feeling turned on by now and with my bro twitching, I started to ask more intimate questions. “How you push him away? Unless you’re lying down?” I asked, trying to control my breathing. Looking innocent, she answered “Ya lor. He always like to be on top of me. Say he like to look at my face while he do. Say my face look funny when I feeling nice and also I make funny sound”. Boy, was my dick screaming to be released now! “Then when you push him away, where he cum? On the bed?” I continued, my dick starting to argue with my briefs, insisting to be set free…..
“No lah, on my body lor. Sometimes he will use his hand and masturbate or he will ask me to do for him until all come out…..” she said, somewhat smiling, recounting those ecstatic moments. Subconsciously, she reached out and grabbed my hand as she was saying that. Caught off guard, I didn’t pull away and let it stay that way. As if in a hypnotised state, she continued, while staring straight ahead, “And then sometimes, he say want to come in my mouth but I don’t allow. I scared, because don’t know the taste like what?” Still holding on to my hand, she went on, “But just now…..” she suddenly paused, taking a deep breath. I kept silent so that she could regain her composure and continue.

“But just now, he come inside me…..” she said, voice shaking. “You didn’t push him away?” I asked. “Got, but he keep saying one time only, let him come inside one time only. Like begging me. He press down on my hands and before I can push him away, I can feel his sperm coming out. Warm, warm.” She was still holding on to my hand and seemed to be deep in thought, oblivious to her surroundings.

Winnie’s remarks played through my mind, “Amy and Alice quite like you…..” It sort of confirmed my suspicions. Why would Amy be revealing such intimate information to me and not her sister? It’s strange for a woman to talk about her sex life to a man unless they’re very close (which we’re not exactly) or unless she kind of likes him. As for Alice, well she allowed me free entry twice…..

I took a close look at her during those few moments of silence. She was wearing a whitish striped blouse, buttoned all the way up and didn’t allow for any peeks as she was sitting to my left. However, the material was quite translucent against the light and her bra was noticeable if you looked hard enough. Dark coloured cups, probably black or puple, it had some flowery patterns sewn onto them as a design. Eyeing further down, her skirt was bunched up to just above her knees. Sitting with her legs crossed, I was very tempted to separate them and place my hand on her thighs, and exploring northwards, hoping to feel the fabric of her panties.

“If pregnant then how?” she suddenly asked, jolting me back to reality. By the way, my cock was still arguing with my underwear, struggling to free himself. “Aiya, where got so lucky one!” I tried to console her. “Can go and wash or not ah?” she asked. “What you mean, wash? Wash what?” I feigned ignorance. “Wash there lah, where else?” she almost immediately replied. “Aiya, now wash also no use one lah. Once the sperm shoot out, they will swim deeper inside” I said, trying to make her understand. Sounding explicit again, she continued, “After he finish, I quickly go toilet and squat down to let the sperm flow out.” Stifling my laughter, I asked her “Can ah?” and she innocently replied “Drip out slowly and not so much. Have to use my finger to dig out”using her finger to simulate the action subconsciously. I looked at her incredulously with raised eyebrows. She then continued, “I don’t know he come a lot or not just now. If come in condom, hold up and see. Can tell…..” again, with that look of innocence on her face.

“When is your period?” I asked. “Not yet. That’s why I’m scared” she replied. “Just keep track lor. If late by one week, then quickly go and see doctor. Can take medicine and jab, should be ok.” I said. “Wah, how come you know ah? You got go before is it?” she asked, looking surprised. Smiling, she added, “Aiya, I also know that lah! Hmmph, now don’t give him until my period come, Let him suffer!” she said indignantly.

What I wanted to know then, was whether she enjoyed doing it with Lim, where and how she’d like to be touched, or suckled and whether she likes to be eaten…..but I refrained from asking, fearing that I might end up raping her right there on the table! So, for the time being, those questions remain just that – questions…..

That afternoon gave me a good chance to bond with Amy and to know her better as a person. Truly the opposite of her sister, Amy is more in control of her emotions and speech, unlike Alice who speaks her mind. Later that night while laying in bed, I was still trying to figure out if she was aware that she was holding on to my hand or was it a subconscious action. I’ll find out soon enough…..

Next – “That’s the way, uh huh uh huh, I like it, uh huh uh huh…..”