The longest wait of my life - Page 5

ilikeoldchangke · #61 31-05-2012, 12:48 PM

As Karen chatted on the phone, she opened the door and peek out onto the corridor.

I gave her a wave, signalling her to go ahead. She replied with a curt nod, pointed to the spare key in the power slot and closed the door behind her.

I stretched myself back onto the bed, taking a moment to rest.

Hearing several loud knocks along the corridor, i figure it's the reception coming up to open my room door.

I wrap the towel around me and went out of the room half naked.

I thanked the guy with a 100 baht tip and ask him to send housekeeping over right away. Retrieving my phone, i went back into Karen's room.

My guess is she must be feeling uncertain and maybe a bit confused as to what happened this morning. The moment was right and things just progressed. She should be sick with pangs of guilt right now as she talks to her husband on the phone realising that she just had her privates licked and serviced clean by another man.

Today is not the day to push for progress after evaluating the circumstances so i decided to do some admin work instead.

I went to Karen's suitcase and opened it.

First, i double checked the combination lock on her luggage and wrote down the pin in my phone. I opened up her toiletries bag and took a picture of the brands she used, the fragrance she prefer, the moisturisers that kept her skin smooth.

I noted the date 15th of september again on my phone as i found 2 sanitary pads tuck away in a corner. Her menses should be coming soon. I did not taste any this morning, probably tomorrow might be the day.

I took a picture of the label of her bra size. 34b. Nothing great, but my estimate it should fill my hand quite nicely. They seemed pretty firm too.

I documented the size of her underwear, her tops, her pants, her skirts.

Satisfied that i covered everything, i closed her suitcase.

Her shoebag.
I noted her shoe size for her running shoes and a pair of flip flops.
Mentally noted that i will check her heel size if i get the chance.

I did one last look around the room before sloting her card back into the power slot and closing the door behind me.

Hosekeeping for my room was just about to begin when i left Karen's room.
The house keeper did not look too please at the mess i left behind. The room stink as well. I gave a sincere apology, explained that i wasn't feeling well and i gave the lady a 300 baht tip.

That seemed to soften her up a little.

I did not idle around in the room but i helped her with the bedsheet.
She was embarassed when i tooked the mop from her trolley to clean up the mess.

Helping her arrange the toiletries coaxed a smile from her.

I turned on my laptop and did some work, replying a couple of emails from Pete.

9.30am.
I went to explore the city, i caught a movie at MBK, had a nice bbq lunch by myself. Did some simple shopping and went for a nice massage.

By the time i caught a cab back to my hotel it's coming to 7pm.

I did not get any messages from Karen on my phone or email. My plan was to just leave her alone for the day, let her dwell on what just happened.

I had a light dinner of street food as i browse the night market, i gave my wife a call , telling her everything is fine, Will be taking a morning flight back tomorrow.

10pm.

I found a street stall selling bbq stuff and i positioned myself downwind from the smoke. I loitered around for a while, letting the smoke smell settle on my body before ordering several sticks of bbq chicken parts, meat , and a bag of sticky rice.

Grabbing 2 bottles of beer Chang, i went back to the hotel.

10.45pm.

I pressed the bell on Karen's door.

She opened the door just a crack, peering at me behind the door.

Karen : Yes ? What do you want ?

I wanted to reply i needed another taste of your love juice but decided that was too crude. It's still early in the poker game, i am not revealing my hand.

I just held up the food and the 2 bottles of beer with the most innocent smile on my face i could without giving a reply.

Taking a couple of seconds to consider while squinting her eyes into a small slit at me, Karen opened the door eventually.

I dropped the food off on the table as i settled down onto the couch.

Karen :Where did you go ? You stink of food.

Gary : was walking around, doing stuff.

She was peering through the plastic bags of food i brought as she reached for a bottle of beer. Choosing a stick, she bit and held on to the food with her mouth and went over to her bed. Reaching below the pillow, i saw her brought out a swiss army knife and she popped the cap off the beer, offering it to me.

My eyes widen as i said.
Gary : My god, you are serious about the knife.

She just tilt her head and gave me a sweet smile.

We tuned in to HBO on the TV and watched Van Helsing.

Karen's clad in black slacks and another spag top. Hugging her knees, she sat on the bed, watching the show.

I remained on my chair as i chewed on the junk food.

No word was exchanged throughout the show, Karen just waved for another stick of meat occasionally before passing me the empty stick to throw away.

We ended the show and i bagged up the trash.

Standing up to go, i told Karen i'm flying back tomorrow morning.

She nodded.

I caught a glance of her heels by the door and she caught me looking at it.
If she had anything to say, she did not let it show.

I gave her a wam smile and said goodnight.

Gary : Sweet dreams.

Karen : You too Gary, You too.

I closed the door behind me as i left the room.

Not too bad.
At least she did not freak out or go psyco about the morning.

I was about to head into the shower when my room phone rang.

It's Karen.

Karen : Hey..

Gary : what's sup ?

There was a moment of hestitation before she began

Karen : About what happened..

I did not give her a chance to finish her sentance but i cut her short with a laugh.

Gary : Haha, Karen... nothing happened.

Gary : Nothing at all. ...

That drew a short laugh from her as she replied.

Karen : So we're cool ?

Gary : Cool ? It was rather cold actually, you did not offer me a towel.

Karen : haha. go to hell Gary .

Gary : I can't.. angels like you are all in heaven Karen...

Karen : Haha, nice try.

Gary : Breakfast tomorrow ?

She took another moment before replying.

Karen : Sure. How about 5.30am ?

It took me a moment as i register the time in my head. The clock is already reading 1.45am.

Gary : I don;t know, it's a little early. I might oversleep. haha

Karen : Hmm.. oh well..

Gary : I've got an alarm in my room.... It plays nice music too.

Karen : I've got a nicer one, comes attached with an itune playlist.

We were silent for a while, none of us giving in.

Gary : Fine, you win.

Karen : haha.

Gary : Let me grab a shower.

Karen : See you.

The click on the phone told me the conversation is over.

I was just finishing with my shower when the phone rang again.

Karen :Hey..

Gary : Are you that impatient ?

Karen : haha, i just want to tell you that you can have your rest. I just started to bleed if you know what i meant.

I did not reply but just hang up the phone.
Walking across to Karen's room, i pressed the bell.

She had a frown on her face, presumbly from me hanging up on her, she looked like she's going to throw a heel at me any moment.

Gary : I just want to tell you that you can have my chest, i don't care if you bleed, but i'll be over the moon if i could just lay beside you and watch you sleep.

Karen : haha. did you just make that up. ?

I smiled as Karen opened the door wider, making room for me to go in.

I dimmed the lights as Karen went under the blanket.
Pulling the covers up to her chin, i tucked her in and bent down for a kiss on the forehead, at the same time my hand sliding underneath the pillow, retrieving the swiss knife.

Gary : You do not need this tonight.

She smiled and replied.

Karen : Do you do this to all the girls you know ?

Gary : Do what ?

Karen's eyes closed and i removed her specs for her.

I kept my singlet and shorts on as i clamoured onto the bed beside her.
I did not join her under the covers but i laid by her side, offering her my chest.

Karen turned towards me , burying her face and hands in my embrace as i fell asleep smelling her hair.

Another baby step forward.

Mentally i counted her monthly cycle.
I'm not interested in avoiding her periods

I want to know when she will be ovulating.

Sen5eS · #62 31-05-2012, 12:58 PM

yes ... baby steps are goood ... very psycho ... I like

lustarhymes · #63 31-05-2012, 02:47 PM

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Karen turned towards me , burying her face and hands in my embrace as i fell asleep smelling her hair.

Another baby step forward.

Embracing Karen and smelling her hair...AFTER she cummed on Gary's tongue; seems like skipping BIG STEPS. Not much of a challenge, and not so guilt stricken afterall. Only her menses stopped herself from riding on Gary's dick that night......

cumranger69 · #64 31-05-2012, 04:12 PM

I think we have a winner. TS is a seriously good writer.

scorpionnn · #65 31-05-2012, 04:49 PM

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Originally Posted by ilikeoldchangke

I want to know when she will be ovulating.

Please tell me "Have my baby" is not ringing in your head, you sicko! LOL

**Note : Normal circumstances, I would have said "you sick bastard" but not sure if you'd mind that language, so I'd keep to sicko**

limkh11 · #66 31-05-2012, 05:01 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by scorpionnn

Please tell me "Have my baby" is not ringing in your head, you sicko! LOL

**Note : Normal circumstances, I would have said "you sick bastard" but not sure if you'd mind that language, so I'd keep to sicko**

Ovaluating = More horny = Higher chance of her losing control herself while TS no need to be the villian and force himself on her.
Wonder if this is the situation???

ilikeoldchangke · #67 31-05-2012, 05:11 PM

Pete - August 2011

This is a great month for me, after several years of hard work, i finally got
the promotion i deserved.

I do not doubt for a moment that Gary lent me a helping hand.

Ever since i joined the company, Gary gradually increased my exposure to other aspects of the business. He gave me opportunities, i felt like he was grooming me for something. What exactly, i don't know.

We work well together and i look up to Gary like a older brother, we watch each others back. Come to think of it, if it were not for him, a lousy poly graduate like me would not have that competitive edge that University grads have.

Happy would be an understatement. I was elated.
My parents always think i am an underachiever, they never believed i could do well in school. Despite getting 12 points for my L1R5, they objected to my choice of a neighbourhood JC. Their mentaility was for me to join my brothers in Poly and start working.

I never had a 'steady' girlfriend in school. Although i look decent enough, i lack the confidence to approach any girls. I was always too shy.

How many times i could only envy in secret when i see my friends hooking up with the girls at the club. The geeks like me get left behind.

I envy my army friends when they book out eagerly to go over to their girlfriend's home. I can only depend on some online porn and my trusty fingers.

Then my life turned around when i joined a social gathering my friend organised. My eyes fell on this amazing woman which is now my wife.

Karen.

She was the attention of the group that day as all the guys crowd around her, vying for her attention. I can only stand by the drinks counter, again, watching in envy. I can only blame myself as i was too shy.

When it comes to a simple ice breaker introduction, i talked about the only sports i knew, which is tennis.

Lo and behold, i saw Karen's eyes lit up and she fired questions after questions about my interest. Tennis is Karen's favourite sports too, we kept in touch then and before long, i became the envy of my friends whenver i brought her along for gatherings.

No one believed for a moment that a shy simple man like me could net such a good catch. Karen and i were deeply in love and we dated for 2 years before the wedding bells rang.

I cannot remember a week that went by without me singing some sort of a praise for Gary.

It might sound a little Gay but i would say he's my idol.

He's successful, a high achiever and he has the charisma to do his job well.

What i envy most about Gary was his wife. Sara.

I first met Sara at a company dinner. Gary brought her along for the first time and when our eyes met, i got a rush of emotions not unlike the first time i laid eyes on my wife.

After Gary made the introductions, i had a short chat with Sara, asking about her job. She's sells high end fabrics to design companies and i offered to hook her up with my brother who works for a developer.

I did not imagine a simple namecard from sara would lead to so much complications.

It started out as a simple coffee at a cafe where is is passing me a catalogue of materials for my brother. Then we had a drink near my office one evening when i was working late. We hit off well but i'm always looking over my shoulders, worried what might happened if i bump into my boss. It's going to be really awkward. Me, his employee, having glasses of wine with his tipsy wife.

The drinks got a little frequent, and before i knew it, i felt something for Sara. A connection of sort. I knew i was in trouble the moment i lied to my wife about working late in office when i was actually meeting Sara.

The fatal blow came one weekend when Gary was away in Jakarta and Sara invited me over.

We were just chatting but the wine play tricks on us.

The couch by the balcony seemed too comfortable and too big for one person. What started off as hugs turned into something that we lost control.

The next moment, Sara's dress came off and she was leading me by my hand to her room.

The large imposing picture of my boss was smiling down at me as Sara straddled me on that saturday afternoon. Thoughts of my wife flashes through my mind as i try to register what was happening.

I wasn't born with very high IQ and EQ, my mind couldn't function fast enough. Before i could complete the reasoning with myself, i felt the warmth of Sara's love hole sliding down my manhood.

Our hands interwined as our moans fill her matrimonial room.

I was worried as her riding strokes my penis in a way Karen never did. It's as if her vagina walls were clamping down on my meatspear, trying to compress it.

Every withdrawal took my breath away.

I tried to put my thoughts towards something else as Sara threw her head back, working her way with my dick. The sick pangs of guilt coarse through my veins when we collasped onto each other, shivering and shuddering under the damp sheets.

Sara has a monster of an appetitie, before long, she mounted me again.

And again.

For the first time in my life, i went home that day with an abrasion around the rim of my foreskin. It hurts and i could only pray Karen is not in a needy mood.

Looking at the appointment letter i hold in my hand, it made me even more guilty as i saw the familiar signature of Gary at the bottom of the paper. THe 15% payrise is good news, but i couldn't get over the fact that i am an asshole. How could i do something like this to the man that has taken such good care of me for all these years.

I felt so guilty that i planned a short trip to penang with my wife. I really need to get away from all this.

I can't be shitting where i eat but Sara, oh sara.
Her lush lips, her full bossom.

And she seemed to be taking all the initiative.

I don;t know what to do anymore.

I was having lunch with my wife that day at the subway near my work place when i saw Gary walking pass the cafe.

Waving excitedly at Gary, i told my wife he's my boss.

Pete : Dear, dear, look. My boss. He's the one i told you so much about.

I introduced Gary to Karen that day in the cafe, i felt another wave of guilt hit me as i think about the rendevous i just had in the morning with sara.

It was nothing to brag about. We were just kissing, hands roaming all over each other in her car after my wife left for work. I do not own a driving license and i usually take one of those premium buses to work.

Ever since sara and i got intimate, she would drop me off at her office in tiong bahru every morning.

It was probably my brain feeling all the guilt but the way Gary looked at karen seemed as if they knew each other.

ilikeoldchangke · #68 31-05-2012, 05:21 PM

I was determined to work hard and to prove to Gary that he did not make the wrong choice in promoting me.

Perhaps sub-conciously i just want to make it up to him for sleeping with his wife.

I started working late more often, always going the extra mile to finsh up my work.

Sara on the other hand, her appetite seem to grow larger as the days pass.

I remember her picking me up that night when i left the office at 9pm.I was so freaked out because Gary was still in his room. All would be lost if he saw me getting into his wife's car.

Sara droved me to a boutique hotel nearby without a word.

I felt as if i'm her tool.
As if i'm nothing more than her sex toy, her only reason for choosing me is probably she knew i wouldn't have to balls to tell on her.

I entered Scarlet for the 3rd time that month, always going to the last room at the end of the corridor.

Sara's is almost the same height as me. Her figure hugging dress often drew stares from other men. Her breast is full, i can't tell how big they are but they seemed to be more voluptous than Karen.

Letting the straps drop off her shoulders, Sara nudged be back onto the bed before having her way with me again.

The release felt good, rejuevenating and refreshing after a hard day's work.

The only problem is Sara refused condoms.

She says she's allergic to latex.

If she were any other women on the street, i might worry that she'll blackmail me when she's pregnent.

After re-assuring me that she's 'tied' and she's clean, i let go without much worry.

Afterall, what could she want from a simple man like me.

mrvin · #69 31-05-2012, 05:26 PM

Wow, what a twist of events. very interesting story I must say!

ilikeoldchangke · #70 31-05-2012, 05:28 PM

Getting caught in the act was the worst thing that could happen , thankfully except for a couple of close shave, we were other wise quite safe.

I remember that afternoon when Gary suddenly suggested lunch just when i was going for the lift. I couldn't reject him as he is my boss afterall, the damming thing was that Sara's car is now parked right at the entrance of the office.

I thought i was dead, there is no way i could call or warn Sara as i was engaged in a conversation with Gary. In my mind i was thinking, this is it.
There goes everything.

I was about to throw in the towel when somehow god must have heard my prayers just when we were nearing the office entrance.

Gary's phone rang and he stopped in the lobby.

Gary : Hey Pete. Can i borrow the inventory key. I need to go check something.

Pete : sure , here.

Gary : Can you grab a seat first, i'll be right over.

Pete : You need me to go with you ?

Gary : No i'm fine, help me get the chicken thigh hor fun. Be right behind you.

As he turned and walked away, i was thanking my lucky stars that day.

I exited the office lobby and saw the white toyota at the entrance.

Sara caught my eye and smiled but i mouthed her our panic word.

'Gary'

The engine fired up and the car disappeared from sight.

What a close shave.