Over the years, we got closer and eventually when his big day arrives, he asked me to be his best man for the wedding.
Perhaps it’s also because I know the bride too as she worked in the same company but in a different department.
I found out eventually that he was just trying to hook me up with someone seeing me remained single for the longest time.
Ella works in the finance department and Don was smitten by her the moment he laid eyes on her many years back.
She is one of the prettier ones in the office I must admit. Her petite frame and gentle demeanour just makes guys want to protect her. Ella’s sweet voice is another one of her plus point, there is definitely something in the tone which I can’t explain.
It’s not those whiny trying to act cute kind of voice, that’s disgusting, but Ella’s vocal cord just seem to churn out TV grade voiceover right in front of you.
At 1.6m , Ella looked good in heels, the ideal sweet young thing package everyone dreams off. Her breast looked supple and full, I meant with her clothes on, her legs hairless and toned.
She used to be a little chubbier when we joined the company, but after shedding off 7kg, she’s got meat at the right places. I chanced upon a few photos of Ella in her bikini during one of her holidays with Don when I tried to send some site pictures from his phone to mine some time back.
I just could not stop staring at Ella’s body. It’s too easy to find those overly edited selfies on social media these days that I don’t remembered seeing so natural.
Ella’s hair is puffy and messy, the sleep still evident on her eyes but her smile was anything but sleepy.
There is no sweet victory sign pose, no duck bill mouth, none of those top down make you look skinny selfie shot, it’s just a few candid shots of Ella trying to fold a towel and push open the sliding door to the resort’s private pool.
The fullness of her breast, that cute little firm tummy and her girl next door smile just sent blood naturally to my manhood.
Ok , I admit I kind of fancy her too but Don laid claims to her first so I naturally backed off. I thought she was cute back but since Don actually came to me and asked me if he should go for her, I gave him my blessings.
After all, he’s my brother in a way.
The 3 off us hang out occasionally, movies, dinner, light drinks, usually after office hours but I always made it a point to leave them be once I decide I have overstayed my welcome.
Couples need time alone.
Although there are times I would fantasized and make Ella my masturbation target, there are enough girls in the office to keep me occupied and I pretty much left her out of my list of targets.
Yes, a mid size office with a good ratio of female colleagues can be a good place to work and have fun.
I lost track of how many heels I sniffed, how many cups I came into and how many sweaters / cardigans I rubbed over my groin.
I lost track of the different kinds of moisturiser I tried on my dick, the number of lip gloss I applied on my foreskin, and the times I dug through colleagues gym bag.
I swore I even put on a KG or 2 when 4 of my colleagues were pumping breast milk 3 times a day.
I would discreetly pour a little into my coffee after I made sure I was alone.
Sipping my coffee while staring at my pretty colleague who had put on a good cup size at 4pm is the best coffee break one can ask for. The erection I had was nothing compared to the mind fuck I got as I sipped my coffee.
Work is fun, great colleagues, decent pay, what more can I ask for.
22 March 2010
It was less than a week to Don’s big day and he’s already having me cover most of his work.
Ella too was on leave by then to get ready for her wedding.
I received several mails and messages a day with regards to the wedding and on top of managing my work, I had to do my part for Don and Ella’s wedding too.
25th March 2010
The date drew closer and Don was getting a bit of a cold feet.
We spoke on the phone briefly and he confessed that he’s feeling a bit scared.
Don : Eh James , How ar ? ….. feel a bit weird leh…
James : Why leh ? ….. sign contract only ma…. You sign so many liao…
He laughed and suggested we go for drinks on the eve of his big day.
26th March 2010
I was already at the coffee shop near Don’s place in Hougang when Ella called.
She was not too happy when she realised that I was going to drink with Don hours before he’s due to pick her up
Ella : 1 Drink. No more than that. I’ll stab you with my heels if he’s late tomorrow.
James : Won’t la… Don was the one who asked me out…. I’ll keep an eye on him.
I tried to change the topic immediately and asked how her preparation is getting on.
Ella : Nervous man… donno la…. Did what I could….hope everything goes well.
James : Don’t worry la, tomorrow you just need to smile and look nice.
I ended the call when I saw Don approach me from a distance away.
James : Ok la. Your husband to be is here liao… any message to pass to him ?
Ella : Yes. Tell him “I love you”
Right at that moment Don sat down and I put the phone on speaker.
James : Bro…. sorry…. Ella says she loves me…
Don raised an eyebrow and gave me a thumbs up as Ella’s voice rang out in the speaker.
Ella : Yes la yes la …James….. I love you….. Don love you too..
I laughed and passed the phone over before going to grab the beer.
As I paid for the drinks, Don finished up the call with his wife to be.
I set the 3 bottles down and immediately Don started his objection.
Don : Brother…. Where got ppl bachelor night coffee shop lim beer one ?
James : You never said this is your bachelor night what… I asked you long time back you yourself say don’t want..
Don mumbled something about hard to find time before we started chatting and toasting each other.
It was only after we downed the 5th bottle that Don started mumbling something about not having enough fun before he settled down.
James : Eh… are you drunk… you turning 30 liao. Still want what kind of fun..
Don : Donno leh… just unsure.. .. so many things haven try..
I insisted he head back and rest at 11.45pm and we parted ways soon after.
At 12.30am in the morning, I received a call from Ella asking if Don was still with me.
I reassured her we parted ways long time ago and Don is probably sleeping.
27th March 2010
I dragged myself out of bed and got dressed. By 5.25am, I was at Don’s place since I was located just a few streets away.
I’ve been staying in a rented masterbed room for quite a few years near the institute of mental health, it’s a convenient spot with a direct bus to my workplace in the industrial park at Ang mo kio.
The other 2 brothers , Jerry and Guowei. arrived shortly after and we chatted over coffee.
The gate crash was a breeze. Ella made it clear that it was not her intention to humiliate the groom and his brothers during a meeting earlier on.
Ella : I see no point in embarrassing people on such a happy occasion.
If only all brides think like her.
We did play games, games that tested the wit and brains of the brothers.
As we solved the puzzles and did a funny charade to guess some of Don and Ella’s favourite dating spot, I felt an overwhelming sense of relief that I did not need to eat brownie off a diaper or put on a bra with a banana hanging off my waist.
I thought I was a pretty sick individual mentally until I saw the games people come up with for gate crash.
Those people need help more than me.
The sisters of the bride were pretty cute too and I already have all their contacts. In fact I was eyeing one particular one call Celeste.
She is the bride’s best friend and definitely my cup of tea.
The rest of the day breeze through and the banquet proceeded like any other.
The march in, the speech, the toast and the photo taking.
Ella looked stunning in her gown that day and I visually stored a few images of her in my mind, images that I could recall when I need to release.
The first sign of trouble started when Don started downing drink after drink at the table where his army mates are sitting.
He accepted every toast and despite Jerry and Guowei at his side, he got wasted pretty fast.
Even Celeste had to step in for a few drinks for Ella.
I did what I could at the 4 tables I was assigned to, helping Don block most of the drinks from our own colleagues and the bosses.
By 10.45pm Don’s face was flushed and he could hardly greet the departing guest properly without help.
Ella was obviously not very happy that Don had to sit on a chair and shake guest’s hands as they leave.
When the time comes to settle the bill, there seem to be something wrong with Don’s credit card and the transaction would not go through.
After an embarrassing 20 mins, Ella had to retrieve her wallet from the wedding suite and use her card instead.
The couple’s parents had left by then, both had a grandparent on a wheelchair that needs to head back and rest.
28th March 2010
There was a bit of tension and awkwardness in the lift as Don mumbled and slumped his entire weight on me.
I did not know how my eyes looked like but Celeste pulled and adjusted her dress, pretending to check her cleavage before she burst out laughing.
That laugh broke the silence and Ella gave me and Celeste a brief look each before smiling to herself and turning away.
Ella : Ok la… ok la… you 2 go on ahead. I can handle Don.
Celeste : Don’t be crazy la… we’re just fooling around.
I had just dumped Don on the bed when Celeste said her parents are at the lobby to pick her up. She asked if Ella needed anything else before she leaves.
Ella : No need. Thanks for everything dear..
They shared a brief hug right when I approached and I too opened my arms for one.
Celeste : Haha.. you ah.. James.. haha
I was pleasantly surprised she gave me one before pushing me away playfully.
Jerry arrived together with guowei lugging the remaining bottles wine and miscellaneous bags before leaving.
I was about to leave too when I noticed Ella reaching for the wine opener.
James : Eh… still want to drink ah ?
She did not reply me but instead poured herself a big serving and gulp it all down.
James : Ella…. Are you ok ?
I watch as she pulled up her evening gown a little, settled down on the sofa and she just stared at the lifeless body of Don.
Her eyes looked like they were tearing up but she did not cry.
In fact I thought she looked quite angry.
She poured more drinks for herself and she brushed me away when I tried to stop her.
She did not speak at all, and only after another 2 servings did she open her mouth.
Then I had the shock of my life.
Ella started scolding Don for not helping out with the planning and happily getting drunk on their big day.
I was caught off guard.
In fact I was hoping for the Jap porn scenario when Ella started drinking.
You know, the sad bride drink, get drunk, pass out kind of situation but no.
Ella raised her voice slightly higher as she stormed towards Don who’s stirring on the bed.
I tried to intervene but somehow it only made matter worst.
For some weird reason , Don stumbled up and despite being in a daze, started arguing with Ella.
James : Hoei…. Hoei…. Calm down calm down….
Don gestured angrily at Ella before pointing at me.
Don : Don’t scream at James… you’re embarrassing yourself… !
Ella : I’m screaming at you… not him…!
I did not need anyone to tell me it’s my que to leave the room.
James : Ok.. ok… you all need to rest… I better go..
The shouting immediately intensified after i spoke.
I tried to leave but before I could do so, Ella pushed Don roughly onto the bed and stormed into the living area.
Don fell backwards with a thud and just laid there, massaging his head.
I turned and watch Ella grab her phone and the key card off the table and opened the door.
James : Eh… bro… she’s leaving…
Don : Let her be…
I heard the door slam shut, Don turned onto his side and hit the master switch , plunging the whole room into darkness.
I exhaled, headed for the exit and opened the door just in time to see Ella stomping barefoot down the hallway and opening the spare room that was meant for the sisters 5 doors down.
The door slam shut shortly after, echoing down the quiet corridor of the hotel.
I turned at looked at the darkened suite and fingered the spare key card to the sister’s room in my pocket at the same time.
I had only one thought on my mind.
The red packet Don gave me that morning is not enough to deal with this.
Honestly I felt a little sad for my good friends that their big day had to end like this.
Definitely not a pleasant memory nor experience to start your marriage life.
I tapped gently on the door and called out to Ella
James : Ella …. Ella .. you there ? ….. are you ok ?
I tried a few times but there was no reply so I just announced that I’m letting myself in.
I stepped into the room I had rested in earlier in the day, we spent a few good hours with the sisters in the room although we were mostly just chatting and catching a quick snooze.
Celeste bag was so near to mine, yet the distance could not be further. I could only stare at her bag of worn clothes and imagine myself having access to them.
James : Ella …. Oei… ok or not..
Ella was sitting by the study table and it was orientated towards the entrance.
Her feet dangled above the carpeted floor as she just swung her body on the chair round and round.
James : Don’t do that Ella….not in the evening gown at 1 in the morning…. Quite scary…
She laughed and threw the remote control at me but I ducked just in time.
She apologised for the outburst and said that she’s pretty stressed out by the entire wedding.
Upon further pressing, I realised that Don and her spent quite a bit on the banquet and the photoshoot. Plus the upcoming honeymoon to Europe, it pretty much wiped out their savings.
Ella : Don is in quite a bad shape… I think he’s rolling over his credit card balances too…
James : You too ?
Ella said she could probably clear hers in a couple of months.
James : Damm… wedding is really an expensive affair.
I spent about 15 minutes chatting with Ella and trying to calm her down and put in a few good words for Don.
The situation improved but she still refuse to be in the same room as Don.
Ella : Let him wake up his bloody head and apologise first.
Ella asked if I could help to bring her bag over and I nodded.
She gave specific instructions as to which bag to take and what to bring.
Ella : My overnight bag is the blue small trolley bag, but you need to take my makeup stuff from the bathroom. There is this specific pyjamas I need to wear, it’s in the wardrobe. The matching shoes for the pyjamas is under the bed. I think I have another smaller black bag in Don’s suitcase.
She looked towards the ceiling and asked me to bring over the red packet box too.
Ella : Safe password is 7765.
James : Ermm… I don’t know if I can remember everything or not….
Actually I wanted to tell her to grab the stuff herself but she had already turned towards the window, looking at her own reflection as she drew up her both feet.
I left the room and entered the suite. I tried waking Don up to help with the stuff but he was out cold.
I turned on the lights in the living area and tried to remember everything Ella said.
The first thing I got is Ella’s trolley bag. It’s partially opened and I could not contain my curiosity.
I looked nervously towards the door and back at Don who’s knocked out on the bed, my heartrate picked up as I pulled back the zip.
First was a smaller pouch. I opened it and saw neat rolls of underwear and a few bras. I placed that aside and looked further.
Neat rolls of clothes. There were a couple of tops, pants and shirts.
I gently parted away the jacket that was the biggest article and the rustling of plastic bag immediately perked me up.
I exhaled and undid the knot of the bag and was greeted with a set of red bra and underwear. That must have been the one Ella wore under her ‘Kua’ during the tea ceremony.
Snippets of past conversations about the need to wear red floated up to my mind.
I had an instant erection as I felt my fingers touch the cool fabric.
The thought of holding Ella’s worn underwear on her wedding day was giving me a bad mind fuck and a raging erection.
I checked to make sure Don was still out cold and the door to the suite is tightly shut.
The perverse act that I had fantasised so often was finally coming true. I brought the soft cups of Ella’s bra to my nose, taking in the scent of the bra and my brain tried to process the smell.
Am I smelling the soap ?
Perhaps it’s Ella’s perspiration ? It was a hot afternoon after all.
Maybe it’s the smell of her breast ?
I had to adjust my erection a few time as I fondled and played with Ella’s lingerie.
The soft satin like underwear is cool to the touch, the thought of stealing it actually crossed my mind but I did not have the balls to do it.
I hear the thud of the thermostat in the air-conditioning and it snapped me back to reality.
I dump everything back where it was and went to take out the pyjamas.
The pyjamas was red as well, with some phoenix embroidery on it, it’s red too, the material felt like silk.
Then I had a sudden naughty thought.
I deliberately removed the pouch containing her lingerie from the trolley bag including the plastic bag of worn ones.
I really thought nothing more than just a playful prank.
After all we knew each other so long, would be funny thinking of Ella being in that thin silky pyjamas without lingerie. Haha
I had another erection thinking of Ella’s nipples against the pyjamas.
I packed Ella’s makeup and toiletries pouch from the bathroom.
After that I unlocked the safe to retrieve the red packets.
I waited for my erection to go down before going back to Ella.
It was close to 1.35am , I was tired, pretty aroused and really need a good release.
I set the stuff down in the room as I watch Ella remove her earrings. It was a really weird scenario, me watching the bride removing her jewelleries.
At that room that morning, I realised for the first time how good gold looked against a velvet evening gown.
Ella : Help me with this…
Ella’s arm were up, her fingers having difficulty undoing the small latch for her necklace. Her manicured fingernails kept getting in the way.
I felt my erection coming back, as I looked at her white flawless armpits in the soft orange glow of the room light.
I went behind Ella and undid the latch.
With my both hands on the 2 ends of the chain, I could either lift the chain up and above Ella’s head or I could lower my hand and just place it on the table in front of her.
I did not know what came over me but I just froze in place, as if I was unsure of what to do.
Ella : ermm….Jam..
James : erm..… how to…
Ella saved me the trouble and took the chain from me.
That was an awkward moment.
As if that was not bad enough, Ella suddenly realised that she needed help with the zip as well.
Even before she asked, I was looking at the zip already.
Our eyes met briefly before we looked away.
Both unsure who should pop the question.
I decided to save Ella the embarrassment and offered to do it.
James : Ok… you take your things.. get ready… then at the bathroom there I help you unzip before I go off.
I loitered near the bathroom and Ella turned and offered her back towards me when she was ready.
My fingers were trembling as I reached for the zip. I have never been in such a situation before. Unzipping the bride of another man on their wedding day, it would be a story to tell for a long time to come.
I unhooked the small latch and held onto the cold metal piece, trying to pull it down but it was stuck.
I used a bit more strength and it gave way almost immediately, sliding down a good 7-8 cm.
The momentum caused the gown to dropped a couple of inches and Ella was instantly holding onto the gown from the front, but the drop and the unzipping exposed most if not all of Ella’s back all the way to her upper hip to me.
My erection pushed painfully against my pants and the moment of awkwardness returned.
James : Ermm.. ok i….i’ll get going ya…
Ella : ermm ok… thanks James…
Ella quickly shut the door of the bathroom and I heard the lock snapped into place.
I was about to reach for the door when I felt the urge to adjust my erection again.
It was a mistake.
The moment I touched myself, I felt this primal urge to cum having gone through that amount of mental stimulation.
I did not know what was going through my mind but I just did something I did not expect myself to.
I opened the room door, called out to Ella and told her I’m leaving.
James : Ella….Ella ?
Ella : Ya ?
James : I make a move first….
Ella : Ok.
I stood where I was and I let the room door close with a slam.
I was too afraid to move.
My ears trying to pick up any signs of life inside the bathroom.
I could hardly hear anything.
My heart was thumping.
Then I heard the unmistakable spray of the shower after what seemed like 3-4 minutes.
I had a sudden urge to pee as I looked around the room. If you asked me what was going through my mind then I can tell you it was a complete blank.
I really didn’t know.
What I did know, was that I purposely left my wallet together with the wedding favour gift and my red packet on the table beside Ella’s phone.
I saw the water Ella was drinking from earlier, the unmistakable lipstick mark coated the rim of the bottle. I took the bottle and sipped myself a drink, feeling the instant push of my dick against my pants.
I checked that my lips had no stains on the mirror before turning back towards the door.
I put both keycards that I have on the bar counter near the entrance.
1 for the suite and 1 for Ella's room.
The shower was still on, as quietly as I could, I opened the door, and closed it behind me.
I went to the lobby and took a seat and began calling Ella.
Hopefully i could get to see Ella's pokies when she comes down with my wallet later.
I must have rang up like 6 missed calls before I stopped.
Now it’s just to wait for Ella to call me back.
My phone finally rang right when I was about to fall asleep.
I picked it up immediately.
James : Hello…Ella i….
Ella : You idoit… your wallet everything still here…. Where are you…
I told her I’m in a cab and was about to reach the hotel lobby.
James : Can you come down and pass me my wallet… sorry ah…
There was a moment of hesitation as I waited for Ella’s reply.
Ella : Ermm… eh you bring my clothes bring half only… I missing some bags.
James : Ohh… I just grab and go liao, so dark inside the room and so many things on the floor..
James : I’m turning into the street liao, you can come down now.. .. eh really reaching liao, come down quick… I need to use the toilet…
I was trying very hard not to chuckle. You might think it’s a mean thing to do but Ella, Don and I do prank each other pretty often in the office.
Besides, i wasn't really thinking with my big head that morning.
If I forget to log out from my facebook in my terminal at work, I would suddenly see a post that says I’m in love with a broom, or perhaps something that says my underwear is red and lacy, courtesy of Ella most of the time.
Don would choose something in the tune of “ I’m buying everyone drinks or dinner if you pinch my backside “
Ella sounded unsure on the phone but she reluctantly agreed.
There was only a cab waiting by the taxi stand that morning and I hopped on.
James : Uncle…. Don’t start the meter…. I pay you $20, you just make a roundabout and wait at the back there. 5 mins will do.
He did not even acknowledge me and did as he’s told.
I scanned the lobby and moments later saw Ella walking towards the exit. I told the uncle to wait as I approached Ella.
She was wearing a pair of denim shorts and had pulled over a brown colour singlet. I could not see her nipples poking through though. I was disappointed, really disappointed not being able to see her pokies.
Still the thought of her being without clean undies was giving me a mental orgasm. I don’t suppose she would want to wear the old one under the gown after showering.
She had a frown on her face and was about to chide me right as I stretch out my hand.
Then something unbelievable happened.
I really have no fucking idea how it could have occurred but it fucking did.
As Ella passed me my wallet and stuff, something fell from under her singlet.
Like a wet slap .
We both looked down in horror as we realised what happened.
1 side of Ella’s silicon nu bra just fell off.
It was an unbelievable moment and both of us tried to reach for it at the same time but not before the 2nd one dropped as well but Ella managed to hold on to it before I left the protection of her singlet.
Her eyes were wide open , I could see the bloodshot vessels.
I did not know what to do and I immediately picked up the one on the floor.
Ella : Oei.. !!
James : Wait… wait.. I pay the cab first.
I really did not know what I was doing but I ran towards the cab, threw $20 at the uncle and I ran back towards Ella.
The moment I went close to her, she grabbed me by the collar of my shirt and pulled me close.
Ella : All your fault la ! arghhh James … walk in front of me.
James : Okok…
We waltz towards the lift lobby and headed up without a word.
The cold silicon of the nu bra feels weird in my hand.
At that very point in time when Ella was glaring at me..........I really needed to use the toilet.
The lift ride is a mere 30 second affair but it took longer than expected to pass with Ella glaring at me.
Ella : All you fault la ! arghh.
James : I err…. I need to use the toilet quite urgently…
Aside from a sheepish smile, I could not think of anything else to say.
I dare not look at Ella in her eyes, instead I chose to look behind her, mentally willing for the lift ride to end so I could go to the bathroom.
The interior of the lift is fitted with tinted mirror finished panels. Even though I’m avoiding Ella’s glare, all I could see was the endless reflection of us inside the small cramp space.
My nose suddenly caught a whiff of the shampoo fragrance that was coming from Ella’s wet hair.
I could see clumps of hair still wet and matted together, the ends of it still dripping droplets of fresh bathwater. I also noticed several wet patches at the back of Ella’s top from the reflection in the lift.
And yes, I could see the protruding nipples at the front of her damp top and my erection started wreaking havoc on my bursting bladder.
The thought of her rushing down without drying herself properly to pass me my wallet made me feel a little guilty about what I have done but the urgency of needing to pee diluted my guilt almost instantly.
When the lift chimed, Ella walked out in a huff and quickly ran towards the room, opening the door wide.
I caught up in no time and went straight to the bathroom.
Before I could close the door, Ella screamed at me to pass her my half of her nu bra, the mess of silicon I have in my hand.
I saw her took the key card on the table and headed out, no doubt headed for the suite to retrieve her missing bags of clothes.
My high tide was really coming fast and even till this day I wondered what was happening that morning.
I barely had seconds to spare as I unzipped and lowered my pants and underwear just in time to see a stream of pee coming out straight into the toilet bowl.
That instant relieve of tightness, coupled with the image of Ella’s erected nipples in the lift gave me this weird sensation as I relieved myself. There was this sourish warm feeling as the endless stream of pee exited my bladder.
Then my eye caught sight of something that made me suddenly go weak in the knees, resulting in a uncontrolled spurts of my pee that messed up the entire toilet bowl.
Right by the basin, is a coiled up piece of treasure that made it almost impossible for me to pee straight.
That pink underwear just sitting innocently by the rim of the basin seemed to be calling out to me.
I emptied my tank of urine and quickly swaddled over to the basin like a duck with my pants still down my legs.
I knew I don’t have much time.
It’s only a few steps to the suite and Ella would probably grab her bags and be back in to time.
I did not have time to think.
In fact I wasn’t even thinking as I lifted Ella’s underwear off the basin, the soft damp material of her underwear she wore for the evening resting in my very hands.
My dick was throbbing hard as the realisation of me having ticked off something from my bucket list. The very piece of fabric that was closest to the pretty bride’s most private spot in my very hands.
How many times have we attended weddings only to have our minds stray and wonder what was actually beneath that gown,that dress, that tight cheongsum.
I unrolled the underwear gently, as if I was handing some old parchment from the dead sea scrolls. The humidity of the bathroom was high and the heat from Ella’s recent shower still has the mirror fogged up.
My ears perked and listened for any signs of Ella entering the room again but there was not.
That was it.
That was the closest I will ever get to Ella’s privates. Yes, I may have thought of her in some dirty position, I may have wank off to her countless times, I may lust after her worn clothes but end of the day, she is my brother’s wife.
Even a sick pervert like me knows where to draw a line.
I immediately flipped and like a crazed madman, pressed Ella’s underwear to my face, taking in the fresh womanly scent of a bride for the first time in my life. There was a musty smell of perspiration, mixed with the unmistakable smell of new underwear. The humid warm bathroom added another layer of depth to the smell and I was so tempted to just cum and have an orgasm on the spot.
The loud sound of the door closing snapped me out from my trance and I immediately replaced the underwear back where it was.
I got dressed, clean up the toilet bowl and exited the bathroom.
Ella had folded her arms, hip leaning against the study table and continued glaring at me. I slipped and my eyes went straight to her breast only to realise that the protrusion is no longer there, I recovered quickly but Ella noticed my gaze and she threw nu bra straight at my face.
Ella : Arggh… James !.... you !...
I could see the exasperation in her but she did not know how to express it.
Her fist was clench and I could tell she badly wanted to scream at me as she stomp her left foot once and just turned away from me to pack her stuff.
I don’t blame her.
It’s your wedding night, and something this embarrassing had to happen in front of your husband’s good friend.
James : I… erm… make a move ya…. Don’t worry…. I won’t say anything… haha…
I could not help breaking into a snigger.
Ella was too angry for words and she put both her palms together and lift it over her forehead in a mock praying position.
Ella : Yes….. please…. Go back…. Sleep…. And pretend this never happened…
She started to do a series of deep breathing in an attempt to calm herself down as I opened the door.
Right before I closed the door, I added ;
James : Your….. breast is pretty nice…
I closed the door immediately and ran to the lift lobby just in time to hear my name rang out along the corridor.
Ella : James !
The rest of the morning was a blur.
I was exhausted, and I remember staggering back into my room and I fell asleep without taking a shower.
By the time I woke up, it was coming to 1pm in the afternoon.
28th March 2010
I washed up and was thinking of what to have to lunch when I was alerted to the beep my phone was making, telling me I have new messages.
I have 4 miss calls from Don and 1 new message from Celeste.
Don can wait.
I immediately opened Celeste’s message, hoping in my mind it would be something in the tune of ;
“ Hey… morning..any plans today ? ”
Maybe it could be
“ James… what cha doing now ? “
Or … maybe it’s
“ Morning… wake up already ? “
Ahh… sweet messages that reminded me of the honeymoon period when you first start dating.
As the text appeared before me, it was nothing like that.
It was not even close.
It was a text message sent at 11.30 am that morning.
Celeste : Call me.
I decided to call Don first and see what he wants.
James : Morning brother. How’s life with only half your asset left feel….
Don : Argh… I have no asset to begin with… got a bad headache…
James : You apologise to Ella yet ? …. You remembered what happened ?
Don : Bits and pieces…. We quarrelled again this morning…
James : Why ?...
Don : Long story…. Come and eat lunch with me… got buffet voucher ….
James : Eat with your wife la….
Don went on to tell me that Ella refuse to talk to him after the tiff that morning and she’s locked herself inside the other room.
Don : That room due to check out already… front desk called a few times… I managed to get a late checkout till 3pm.
Don : Let her sulk la, come leh. We go eat, then we go swim and suntan by the pool. Still got the suite for 1 more day…. Don’t waste.
James : I’m not your gay buddy la… eh… seriously… go talk to your wife…. Your marriage just started officially, but this is not the way to start it off.
Don mumbled something but I could not make it out but he say he’ll go and try her room again.
I hung up and decided to call Celeste.
The image of her came floating into my head as I hit the dial button.
Celeste is about the same build as Ella, with the same hairstyle, it’s easy to get confused if you are just looking at them from the back.
I remembered clearly an embarrassing incident during a general meeting Don and Ella organised for all the brothers and sisters a few weeks before the big day.
As a show of their sister’s unity, they actually all wore the same T-shirt and same shorts for the meeting while the guys show up in a mish mash of colours.
Don whispered to me that day in a corner.
Don : Bro…. we already lose the ‘Seh’ already how…
James : Aiyah…. All this kay juar thing… no need…. Don’t worry…
Celeste has a pair of naturally big eyes and her sweet dimples appear when she smile. You know sometimes you get a smile and no matter what you are thinking or doing, you would just naturally stop and felt the need return that smile.
Yes, Celeste had that effect on people.
She’s a pretty gentle lady from what I observed during our first meeting. Quite soft spoken too compared to Ella.
Not that Ella is rough but she’s just more, how do you put it….. tigerish…. In a way.
Through our interaction, I actually got quite a good feeling towards Celeste. She’s cheerful and is always smiling. There is this naughty twinkle in her eyes when she laugh.
While some of the girls dropped a little crumbs here are there while having cookies at the table, Celeste is actually the one that help to pick them up during the meeting.
You could tell it was not something that was being done intentionally, it was something more sub conscious.
Celeste was very focused on the discussion about the timing and logistics at that point in time but her finger would be picking up crumbs, wrappers and empty drink packets before depositing them in the bin by her side.
There is just something sweet and mysterious about her that intrigued me.
So much so that when I saw Ella cutting some fruits at the kitchen when I exited the bathroom, I went over and asked her about Celeste.
James : Eh Ella….Is Celeste… attached ? She’s quite cute…
And I have never been so embarrassed in my life when the person turned and replied my questions nonchalantly.
Celeste : Thank you James… haha… I’m not attached…
My face must have flushed red instantly and I turned away in a sheepish manner as Celeste’s giggles echoed behind me.
The phone call connected and it was ringing for quite a while before Celeste answered.
Celeste : Hey….James ..
James : Morning…. Are you going to ask me out ?
She laughed and said no, and that we have a situation.
Celeste : We have a bit of situation here with Ella and Don...
James : What situation ?
Celeste : Domestic violence… ..
My heart instantly sank as the words got digested.
The image of Don going crazy and actually hitting Ella gave me the chills and I immediately asked Celeste what happened.
James : Oh my god… I was just on the phone with Don… he never said anything…. Is Ella ok ? What happened ? When did this happened ? Is she hurt…. Are you there with her ?
I peppered so many questions at once but Celeste calmly replied me with only one sentence.
Celeste : James… ermm…
She paused for a second on the phone and I waited eagerly for her to continue.
I cannot imagine Don hurting even an ant not to mention his wife.
Celeste took a while to continue as if she was thinking of the correct words to use and when she finally said it, I did not know what to say.
Celeste : My friend………accidentally…initiated a series of unintentional actions that….……cause Don to……...get…hurt…
James : What ?!
Celeste : In short…. My friend….. beat up your friend…
It took a couple of seconds for me to digest what Celeste just told me over the phone. I asked her if she’s with Ella and she told me she was.
Celeste : Ella’s getting changed in the bathroom, we’re heading down for lunch. Come join us….and go check on Don, he’s not picking up his phone.
I agreed and sent Don a text, saying that I’m heading down to have lunch with him.
Don sms : Bring your swim stuff
I ignored his message and looked at the state of my cupboard and laundry basket. The reality of staying alone meant my weekend is spent doing laundry and ironing my clothes for the new week ahead.
I was too busy to do a mid week wash and now the clothes are spilling out of the basket and onto the floor.
It’s ridiculous but I cannot even find a pair of berms.
Eventually I found one that has a loose button but it still works so I pull it over my boxers, threw on a crumpled t-shirt and got myself onto a cab
As the cab drew up to the hotel in clarke quay, I could not help but feel a tiny tinge of excitement that I would be seeing Celeste in a few moments.
I don’t know why but someone it just gave me that butterfly in my stomach feeling.
I entered the lobby at 1.45pm and I gave Don a call.
3 calls in fact but there was no answer.
I tried Celeste phone and she picked it up right away.
James : Hey… I can’t go up to the room without the card. Where are you guys ?
Celeste : Hold on.
A few seconds later, she resumed the call
Celeste : Ella and I are eating over at the restaurant. Don should be in his room I think… I did not tell Ella that you are coming…. Where are you ?
James : By the lift…
The call ended abruptly and I turned my head just in time to see Celeste popped out from around the corner.
The moment I laid eyes on her, I had this really sunny, Sunday feel. I don’t know how to explain this but it’s that cheerful bright spark that seem to stir up your emotions.
Celeste was wearing, I don’t know what do you call that. It looked like a dress but it’s not.
A thick scarf like halter twirled around her neck once, with the plaid resting at the middle of her chest. That knot like tie reminded me of some sick Japanese porn I was watching the other day.
The plaid continued diagonally outwards from the center of her chest before it disappear into a tube like top. It looks like it’s 2 different pieces but it’s actually just 1 continuous piece.
The pale blue fabric has no pattern other that it’s original texture.
As the top flowed downwards, it clinged on tightly to Celeste’s bottom before ending an inch above the knee.
She had on a simple pair of silver flats and a pair of silver earrings that seem to glitter and flow like the wispy strands on spider web against the sun.
As we closed the distance between us, I could not help but stare a moment longer at her, my mind already starting to wander.
James : that… is a…. Nice dress…
She smiled and passed me the key card from the back of her phone pouch.
Celeste : I didn’t think it was nice for me to just open the suite, that job is yours.
James : How’s Ella ? She still angry ?
Celeste went on to tell me that Don said some pretty hurtful stuff to Ella that morning, that’s why everything went south.
I told her don’t worry, I’ll get Don down, we’ll all sit down and have a nice lunch together. We can talk things out.
It took a good 5 minutes of knocking before Don unlatched the door. My key card is useless with the latch on.
Don : sorry… I was soaking in the bathtub…. Dam shoik.
James : Get dressed, we’re going down to eat.
I saw the 4 cm scratch across Don’s forehead and I asked for his version of the story. He was a little reluctant to tell me everything and even more reluctant to tell me Ella hit him.
I found out that in the heat of a moment, Ella actually threw the phone at Don and that somehow caused the cut.
James : Ok la. Ok la…. 1st day husband and wife… don’t start your marriage on this sour note la.
I pressed Don further to find out why was Ella so mad and he told me that he scolded her for not sleeping by his side on their wedding night.
James : That’s all ? …
Don : Ermm… i… said she must be having fun with other guys while I was out drunk…..
I shook my head and hurried Don along, I managed to get him out of the suite and down to the restaurant at 2.00pm
It was a tense moment from the very beginning when Ella caught sight of Don and me.
Don : Eh… not now la…James… we…
James : Don’t be a pussy la… .. let’s get this over and done with.
Celeste actually stood up as we approached the table. Before anyone could say a word, she reached out her hand to take mine.
Celeste : James… we go and get more food before the close the buffet… lai lai…
It was just a brief second or 2 of Celeste touching my hand but it was enough. That sweetness sent a tingle down my spine as we took some food for the table to share.
We kept an eye on Don and Ella from the buffet line and they don’t seem to be talking, just staring at each other.
Celeste nudge me on my elbow.
Celeste : Eh… like this cannot la…. We need to do something…
James : Ermmm like what ?
Celeste : I don’t know…. Like something to jump start the conversation.
We went back to the table with some food but Celeste and I did most of the talking. Don and Ella still refuse to talk to each other directly.
Things got slightly better when I dropped a couple of pieces of peel prawn on Ella’s plate. Don immediately reached over and took the prawns away.
Don : Ella….don’t take prawns….. her throat will get itchy….
Ella looked away but I could tell that sentence did something magical to the stalemate.
Celeste’s eyes widen and as if she had a stroke of inspiration, she started dropping food onto Don’s plate.
She tried curry chicken, followed by satay, then bake fish, each a left over bread roll she ate, sashimi, noodles.
Every piece she dropped, she would look eagerly towards Ella, as if expecting her to stop her when something Don did not like fell on his plate.
Ella rolled her eyes at Celeste before a giggle burst out.
Ella : Stop it… he eats everything…
The temperature around the table cooled down several notches when Don apologised and when Ella apologised too, the conversation started flowing.
By 3pm when the restaurant staff told us the buffet line is closing, we’re pretty much back to normal.
Ella was still quite sore about Don passing out on their big day and we all could tell she was about to start another one of her rants.
I was not about to let a healing wound reopen so I blurted out that Don had already made plans to apologise.
James : Actually…. Don made plans already…. To give you a surprise….
I could see all eyes turning towards me all of a sudden and I raised up my hand to calm everyone down.
James : Yes… yes.. there’s something Don planned for….. I need to go check on the progress…
James : Don’t come up to the suite first ya….
This time round I reached out for Celeste’s hand but she slap it away playfully and said she would join me on the supervision of the surprise.
The moment we are out of earshot, Celeste immediately knew what to do.
Celeste : Okok… let’s chin chye buy some balloons and party stuff from across the road, decorate a bit , light some candles or something.
James : I was thinking of just preparing a bubble bath …
We laughed and chatted as we dashed across to the shopping mall and popped into the party shop. We grabbed a few items here and there and manage to get back into the suite within 15 minutes.
Celeste could not get a small slice of cake so she bought a pint of ice cream.
We did what we could to tidy up the wedding suite, with the do not disturb sign on the door, housekeeping stayed far away.
We inflated balloons, threw some rose pedals in the bath and on the bed.
Celeste pour some glitters by the side table with some candles.
I hung up some decorative banners that says I love you.
I went to check my phone and realised I had almost 4 miss calls from Don.
A check with Celeste revealed she had 3 from Ella.
Our phones were both in silent mode the entire time.
We dropped the phones into the bag that held the party decorations together with our wallet and purse. Celeste insisted we wash our hands as our palms were full of the glittery powder from the decorations.
James : Ok.. let’s get them up then wish them all the best.
Celeste turned on the TV, found the channel playing jazz music and turned up the volume.
It was at this moment, a series of unfortunate incident happened. The sequence of it happening is so ridiculously dumb and unbelievable that up till this day, no one believed.
Celeste asked me to bring the ice cream out from the fridge while she lit the candles, which I did.
I brought it into the room and I was about to reach down for the bag containing our phones when I felt a sickening thud and before my very eyes, my pants button came off.
The button rolled on the carpet over to Celeste’s feet right when she lit the last candle by the entrance.
She picked it up and gave me a questioning look and I lifted up my t-shirt to show the missing button.
Without a word, Celeste went into the bathroom and took the sewing kit out.
I could not fucking believe what was happening as Celeste threaded the needle through the button with a thread and grabbed my pants by the top and position the needle to pierce through my pants.
James : Wait… what !... with me wearing it… !
Celeste : Don’t move… very fast one.
Celeste ignored my comment and impaled the needed through, pulling it upwards, she knelt down in front of me and that very action sent blood rushing to my dick as I look down on her modest cleavage, and before she could pierce the 2nd hole, the door to the suite opened.
My eyes met with Celeste and she tried to stand up but lost her balance.
The stumble drove the needle into my waist and before I could gasped in pain, I staggered backwards into the full height wardrobe.
Celeste, in her attempt to let go of everything including the needle, just fell onto me.
It happened so fast I had to time to react or think properly.
I was afraid she might fall onto my groin area and the needle might hurt her so I pulled her upwards.
She staggered into the wardrobe and for some weird reason, my pants came off halfway.
The force in which we fell backwards into the wardrobe was quite impactful that my natural reaction was to try and arch forward in order to lessen the impact on my back.
Instead, like an out of balance pendulum, Celeste and I both gasped and fell back out into the carpeted area with me landing on top of her with my pants half way down my leg.
Right at this very moment, Don and Ella appeared at the door.
Celeste pushed me off her and immediately stood up.
Both her hands came up in a hysterical way and she exclaimed her innocence.
Celeste : We can explain…!
I stood up with my erection probing my boxer out of shape and I extracted the needle which had pierce into my skin sideways about slightly half a centimetre.
Don : Oh my god… what happened.
I pulled up my pants, and put the needle aside.
I looked at Celeste and replied.
James : She…… penetrated me…….
James :…. And…….
James :……There is blood…...
I dabbed a droplet of blood from my waist and held it up for all to see.
Don chuckled a little and I saw Ella shot me a dagger stare at my lame comment before Don dragged me out to help with the bags.
While waiting for us, Don and Ella had actually checked out the other room, bringing whatever is in the spare room over by the entrance to the suite.
Don gave me a cheeky look and asked me what was I up to with Celeste but I just smile and told him it was an accident.
I could overhear snippets of conversation from Ella and Celeste as we shifted the bags and clothes.
Words like, James… thick skin…. Very naughty…. Cheeky… be careful of him and so on caught my ear but I was not paying attention to the warnings that Ella was doling out, I could only hear the girlish giggle and the sugar sweet voice of Celeste replying.
The drama was over and it was clear Don and Ella needed their time alone. Celeste and I left the suite together.
From the walk to the train station, I found out that Celeste stays in punggol, so we will be taking the same train line. Naturally I offered to send her back but she declined.
Celeste : Ermm.. it’s ok la…thanks for asking.
I wasn’t expecting Celeste to say yes to my offer honestly, we don’t really know each other for long anyway.
We chatted on the train and I got off at Buangkok.
I watched Celeste wave me a sweet goodbye before uncoiling her headphones from her bag.
My Sunday ended with the company of the washing machine and the dryer. My companion in the room is the ironing board.
29th March 2010.
Life goes back to normal for Don and Ella as the showed up for work like everyone else. Their honeymoon is not in another 3 months time.
On that day however, I felt that fate seemed bent on testing Don and Ella’s relationship. You see, part of Ella’s job was to brief the new comers together with another HR girl.
That Monday morning, we were told that a new department would be formed in the finance team with a new manager.
His name is Walter.
The entire morning, I saw Ella tagging along with this new guy, going from department to department, desk to desk before disappearing into his office for about 30 minutes at a stretch.
She looked stressed and upset at the same time.
I found out form Don that she had text him, saying that Walter would be her new boss from that day.
Lunch was catered that afternoon as sort of a welcome.
I settled at a corner with my food as I secretly observed Walter.
He looks to be in his late 40s, tall and definitely worked out regularly. He’s got that boyish charm despite his age and he certainly knew how to use them. What caught my eye though was the frequent looks he threw at Ella.
It was a quick glance, a fast peep but to the observant eye, you just know.
Ella’s short dress and high heels that day proved to be a magnet to Walter’s roving eyes. I noticed he was getting a little touchy too, when Ella spoke something, he would pretend he could not catch it and lowered his body closer to her before placing his palms at her waist for that couple of second.
It was smooth and fast, something that Ella might not even have noticed.
A meeting of mine ended early and I was just getting off the cab when I saw Ella and Walter turn the corner of the office lobby, heading out.
I immediately paid and followed close behind.
From what I could gather from Ella’s body language, she was giving Walter a tour of the area.
Knn, it’s ang mo kio industrial park, why do you need a tour.
I kept my distance and observed further.
The pavements and roads in the area are not exactly like those in town. The uneven concrete slabs broken by the emerging roots of the trees. The occasional construction, the sudden scatter of debris, all this made walking on heels a challenge and Ella of all days had to wear a high one that Monday.
It was a pretty hot day too, and I could see Walter taking out a packet of napkin and handing it to Ella.
He even offered to take her used tissue as Ella was carrying a couple of folders when a bin was coming up on their right at a cross junction.
I saw him discreetly slipped Ella’s tissue into his pocket while he threw his own into the bin.
It was something I would have done too.
They turned around another bent which was a pretty long stretch that led to the canteen, at that point I stopped tailing them and headed back to office
I noticed Ella and Walter coming back into the office before disappearing into his room again.
I stole a look at Don who was obliviously to everything.
Perhaps it was just me.
I was on the phone for about 45 minutes, trying to tally some specifications with a supplier and I saw Don waving at me, saying that he’s making a move.
I gave him a thumbs up and noted the light that was still on in Walter’s office.
Ella emerged from the room and headed out but with only her purse. I wanted to follow her but my phone rang again and I was stuck for the next 15 minutes.
Ella appeared again, looking visibly tired with some packets of food.
There were only a handful of colleagues left when I saw Walter and Ella head to the pantry.
I took my cup and made my way there, I was about to turn into the pantry when I heard a loud exclamation from within and I paused.
Walter : Oh !.... you’re married ?? Congratulations…. But you look so young… haha.
He went on further, adding that he thought Ella was a fresh graduate, complimenting her complexion and supple skin.
I entered the pantry and we all exchanged looks and greetings. Their conversation immediately died down as I poured myself more coffee before heading out.
Before I was out of earshot, I could hear Walter commenting that Ella’s husband must be a lucky guy.
I was about to pack up and leave when I saw Walter and Ella coming out of his office. He insisted on giving Ella a lift for making her stay back late, that was all I could make out before they disappeared.
2nd April 2010
For every single day that week, Ella never left work on time. Don however was out of the office by 6.30pm
A quick check with him told me that Ella was busy with her new boss that entire week.
He wasn’t very happy when he saw Walter sending Ella back at 10pm the previous day.
Ella was too tired to talk to him and just wanted to sleep.
Walter left the office with Ella and never appeared again until 2.30pm
Don was enraged that Ella did not reply his messages.
Ella looked tired and stress and I could tell she was rushing to get a thick stack of documents in order but Don had to confront her at that very moment by the copier.
I tried to stop him but he was already approaching the copier where Ella was.
It did not end well. Not that there was any shouting, or anything physical but Ella walked off in a huff and Don stormed back to his seat.
Walter left the office with Ella lugging a bag of files and they were never seen again that Friday.
At 11pm, Don messaged me, saying that Ella just got back home.
James sms : It’s work la, don’t think too much.
3rd April 2010
I was woken up by a call at 7.45am on a Saturday morning.
It was Celeste.
I immediately perked up and answered.
James : Yeap… yeap…. I can do breakfast , lunch and dinner today…
Celeste : Haha. Sorry James… it’s about your friend Don.
I found out from Celeste that they had been quarrelling since 6am that morning.
Celeste : I’m headed over to their new place, just wondering if you want to go and talk to Don too.
I agreed and I was to meet Celeste at Punggol station to grab a cab to Don and Ella’s new place at Pasir ris. Their new home for barely a week.
I do not know if there was a word better that delicious to describe Celeste’s body that morning.
She was just wearing a simple grey singlet with what I presumed a strapless bra. A simple pair of light brown pants that ended in the middle of her thigh gave me my much needed morning boost.
We hopped on a cab and got to Pasir ris at 9.15am
As we entered the lift I made a comment.
James : I’m beginning to see a pattern here..
Celeste : haha.. don’t be mean.
We barely stepped out of the lift when we heard shouting from the unit a few steps away. Both of us immediately ran towards the unit and when Don and Ella saw us, the fight momentarily stopped and Don stormed off into the room while Ella passed Celeste the key before she went after him.
As Celeste lifted up her arms to unlock the gate, I was granted a close look of her nice underarms. Clean shaven and I caught a whiff of the roll on smell which made my heart skip a beat.
I had to force myself to tear my eyes away from her arms as she figured out which key could unlock the gate.
The moment we entered, we dragged the bickering couple aside and tried to calm everyone down.
It was beginning to sound like a market as each of them tried to give their perspective.
I was starting to get a headache as the confrontation shifted from the master bedroom to the kitchen before moving to the living room.
That was when the throwing began.
Ella started throwing things at Don, remote controls, photo frames, basically anything that she could get her hands on.
Don blocked a few and shouted at Ella, adding that she’s out of her mind before unlocking the door.
Don : You are the one being unreasonable !
Ella : You don’t push the blame to me.
There was a bit of scuffle as Celeste and I tried to separate both of them.
Don broke free and unlocked the gate, he left after another series of shouts at Ella, not before slamming the door shut.
Ella was crying by then but she broke free from Celeste’s grasp and picked up her key pouch from the from the mess on the floor.
Celeste tried to stopped her but Ella was too angry at Don to notice Celeste holding her and she gave a wild shrug followed by a push, sending Celeste falling backwards landing in an awkward angle onto the side of her body.
Ella let herself out of the door, slammed the main door shut even harder that Don, I heard her locked up the gate and then there was no sound at all.
I helped Celeste up on her feet as she massaged her side of her bottom.
Celeste : Aiyoh… this one really siao cha bor when she angry.
I had an erection as I watch Celeste massage her firm bottom and I had to peel my eyes away from the motion she was doing to her backside.
She tried to walk towards the door but gave out a loud yelp when she realised that it hurts if she tried to put pressure on her right foot.
I helped Celeste to the sofa and spent the next 15 minutes looking for a key to open the door before giving up.
Celeste : I think we’re stuck here for a while. They never even brought their phones out.
Celeste needed the bathroom and I helped her to get there. The physical contact between our bodies is sending weird signals to my brain. The softness of her skin, the smell she was emitting, every hop caused her breast to give a cute jiggle, her singlet offering me countless moments of bra slips and cleavage moments.
James : You can leave the door open you know...just in case…
Celeste tried to hit me on my head before brushing me away with a giggle.
I heard the door latch on before I moved away back to the living room.
Suddenly I was standing in the middle of an empty house.
To my right, the master bedroom. All of Ella’s lingerie, her worn clothes in the laundry basket, like a treasure chest of goodies beckoning to me.
The dresses Ella worn that week at work, the lingerie she perspired into, the heels her feet stepped on, everything within my reach.
All the cupboards, wardrobes, all the secrets.
Maybe I would find a stash of adult toys ?
Perhaps some naughty lingerie.
Maybe some private photos in the computer.
Few steps more, the bathroom that Celeste just stepped into, the thought of being in a locked house with her gave me an instant erection as my mind tried to think of the possibilities that could be achieved before Don and Ella gets back.
I adjusted my manhood and tried to calm down.
Before I could wrap my mind around something concrete, Celeste came out from the bathroom. Her hands holding onto the side of the wall for support.
She looked a little flustered as she asked for her bag in the living room.
I passed it to her as she rummaged through it before looking back at me.
Celeste : James… can you do me a favour ?
James : Yah ?
She looked embarrassed, almost sheepish as her cheeks blushed a bight shade of pink.
Celeste wobbled a little before speaking.
Celeste : Can you… ermm… find a pad for me from Ella’s room ?
James : What ?!
Celeste : A sanitary pad….
I looked down at Celeste’s shorts and it took a poke on my chest and a ‘Tsk’ from her before I registered her request.
Celeste : Quick la… ! ..
James : Oh.. okok…
I immediately went into Don and Ella’s room and I started to open drawers and cabinets before finding an array of sanitary pads, tampons and panty liners.
There was just so many
Different lengths some more.
What the fuck is the difference between 28 cm, 30 cm and 36 cm. All looks the same.
Celeste called out from the kitchen.
Celeste : James !!! … hurry…!
James : Ya.. ya… okok… coming…
I loaded up everything. 3 bags of pad, 1 bag of panty liner and the box of Tampon.
I just left everything on the kitchen counter.
5 minutes later, she emerged from the bathroom.
I helped her wobble over to the sofa and sat her down.
I took the seat across from her and we sank into an awkward silence that was broken by the growl of her stomach.
She gave me an embarrassed look and I told her I needed my breakfast too.
I went to the kitchen, and after some ransacking, made us 2 cups of coffee. I found some crackers and cheese in the fridge.
I cut up an apple and an orange.
I set everything down at the dining table before helping Celeste over.
It felt weird.
2 of us in the empty house.
I opened all the windows and there’s a nice breeze coming into the 10th floor unit. I could hear the cars from the expressway a distance away but it’s the smell of fresh morning air that really made my day.
As we tucked into the food, our eyes met at the very same moment we lifted our coffee cups but we looked away instantly, the sense of awkwardness returned.
We did not speak, but instead tucked into the food.
I passed Celeste the apple and she traded me with an orange slice.
After we’re done, I did the dishes after helping her to the sofa and turned on the Tv.
I took the seat beside Celeste when she suddenly made a comment.
Celeste : Is this what married life is like ? …. A quiet breakfast… watching tv together… haha…
I gestured to the entire house.
James : Ermm… I think you forgot about the housework, the laundry, the bills and of course the sex…
She laughed and gave me a jab with her elbow.
Then Celeste made a comment which made my knees go weak.
Celeste : Well, laundry… I’m good with them, ……..bills, I paid quite a bit too……, housework, I’m always helping at home……
That was it.
It stopped there.
I felt I needed to complete her sentence.
Something is definitely lacking.
James : And….. sex ?
I almost rubbed my hand in glee as I looked at Celeste, waiting for her reply.
She laughed and hit me with her palm.
Celeste : I can’t comment on something I haven tried… ha.
She looked away immediately and stared to surf the channels on TV.
As I digested what Celeste just said, I almost came in my pants.
I turned and was about to engage her in the conversation but she just brought up her hand in my face, exposing her delicious armpits again.
Celeste : Yes… I know… we’re not having that conversation… haha
James : you misunderstood my intentions Celeste.
I paused and adjusted my body, turning to face her and she gave me a wary look.
Celeste : What ? …
James : You…. Mentioned you …. Are good in laundry ? …..
She burst out laughing as I pestered her to give me a rate for weekend laundry service.
James : includes ironing please, that one is tedious.
It may sound too good to be true but Celeste and Ella are about 3 years younger than Don and I, which puts them in the range of 26 ish. Might be a rare gem in todays time and age but if you know where to look, I’m sure there are plenty of untouched ladies out in the street.
I’ve have friends who still managed to keep her cherry after 3 relationships, she’s determined to save it for her big day.
The irony was that none of her relationship lasted even though she’s pretty good looking. I found out the furthers she went was to give a blowjob.
Another common friend made a remark that sounded quite reasonable, even when you buy a car, you need to test drive….. not to mention marrying a woman.
My reply to him sounded equally reasonable too.
James : But…. Unless is 2nd hand car…. You buy brand new…. You also not testing the exact same one mah….. not true meh ?
Time flew by as we chatted and watched TV. Every once in a while I would wander over to the door, trying to peer out into the corridor and lift lobby.
I could have easily called a lock smith but it’s Don and Ella’s new love nest, the last thing I wanted would be to have someone come cutting their locks.
A check with Celeste revealed that she did not have any plans that afternoon so there was no urgent need to get out of the house.
Celeste : How about you ? You going somewhere ?
James : Ya… I need to go back and do my laundry.
She chuckled and asked if I managed to fix the button on my berms.
James : Of course. I’m quite the all rounder.
Don appeared and he was surprised to see Celeste and I watching Tv in the living room.
Don : What happened ? why are you all still here ?
Celeste : You 2 locked us in you idoits…
Celeste immediately asked where is Ella but Don had no idea, saying that she will probably be back after she finish sulking.
Don barely finished the sentence when Ella appeared at the door.
Everyone could feel it’s going to happen again.
Ella stormed into the house and went straight for Don, grabbing his t-shirt.
Don shouted at Ella as they tussled and pushed each other in the living room. The scuffle started again and Celeste staggered a few steps backwards again, her bad foot causing her to wobble right into my arms.
I decided enough was enough and set Celeste down on the sofa before trying to separate Don and Ella
James : Enough liao la… .what the fuck…. You think you all still young kids ar.
Although Ella is 3 years younger than Don and I, she is easily the more matured one among us. Don on the other hand have the tenancy to behave like a small kid at times.
It was impossible to separate them without getting a little rough and I definitely have no intention of hitting any of them.
Suddenly the image of Walter floated into my mind, the guy responsible for that confrontation.
As if things were not bad enough, Ella’s phone rang and the moment she realised it was her boss, Walter, she immediately shushed everyone down.
Initially no one knew who it was and we all shut up.
Then the moment Don heard Ella said, ‘ Yes boss ? ‘ , Don lost it and started shouting at Ella. The din made it impossible for Ella to continue the phone call and she left the house again.
Don shouted after Ella before she disappeared down the corridor.
Don : Go ! Go !.. Go and do whatever fuck you want. !
He slammed the bed room door with a thud that caused Celeste to jump.
I was really at a lost what to do when Ella came back and asked that we leave. Both Celeste and me.
Ella : We need to be alone to sort this out.
I have never seen Ella so mad before.
She apologised for Celeste’s foot, sent us to the door and shut it behind us.
Celeste refused to go to a physician to get her foot treated, adding that it should get better in a while.
James : Ok…
Celeste : I don’t feel comfortable leaving them like this…. How ah…
I suggested we go grab some proper breakfast, then maybe buy something back for Don and Ella.
James : We can take the opportunity to check on them too on the pretext of getting them lunch.
Celeste’s eyes lit up at my suggestion and gave me a thumbs up.
After a sumptuous meal of macdonald at downtown east 2 bus stops away, Celeste and I were enjoying our 2nd cup of coffee that morning.
Her foot felt a lot better and she was able to walk pretty much normally but it still hurts if she put too much pressure on it.
Celeste bought burgers for Don and Ella before we boarded a bus back to their house.
No one responded to our knocks and the ringing of the doorbell.
We tried calling both of them too, even texting them that we bought lunch.
I even took a picture of the food and sent it to their phones but they never opened the door.
Then Celeste had a stupid idea of trying to climb up the window and take a look.
Celeste : Perhaps we might see something ?
I looked at the old style HDB window that was slightly elevated from the common corridor. The room by the corridor was not air conditioned and Don had kept the original aluminium windows after cleaning them up.
There was no stools or shoe rack of any kind that could give us a boost and Celeste actually pulled my shirt by the sleeve and positioned me by the wall below.
Celeste : Eh… you do the army kind of thing…… boost me up.
James : What ? …. What army kind of thing…
Celeste : You know…. The bent down a bit, then put your hand on your lap so your buddy can climb those kind….
I wanted to tell her that we did not have that kind of luxury when we are clearing the low wall.
It’s either you make it or you don’t.
I shook my head, leaned against the concrete wall and bent my knees low. I gestured for Celeste to step on my thigh.
She set down her bag and the food and without warning, placed one of her feet on my thigh and up she went.
I never expected her to use both legs and before I could protest, she was clamouring up on my thigh, her hands pushing down on my head and shoulders trying to get a look into the flat.
It was at this moment I had the hardest and most painful erection in my life.
As Celeste kept her body close to the window, her tummy was literally plastered against my face.
I took in a deep breath of her tummy, of the top of her pants, the heavenly smell of fabric softener combined with Celeste’s scent sent columns of blood rushing to my manhood.
Her hands reached upwards, an attempt to reach the half open panels at the top and her singlet rode up, exposing her creamy smooth stomach with her cute pinch of her belly button.
My god, that sight alone was enough to make my pre cum start flowing. As if that were not enough, she tiptoed a little on the already unstable support of my thigh. My hand tried to steady her as she wobbled and slam her bottom onto my face, my senses caught fire as I relished in the thought that I was smelling her womanly smell during her period.
It was quick, only for a couple of seconds at most but it was heaven to me. Her zip area brushed against me several times as she struggled for balance.
Celeste : James…. Stop moving…
With both of her hands on my head, she tried to find the equilibrium and I was duely rewarded when I saw the peek of the waist band of her sweet pink underwear.
I decided that then I need to do more good deeds in this life, so that my good karma will continue to my next.
Celeste got off me and said she could hardly see anything.
I badly needed to adjust my erection as I watch Celeste pull her singlet properly and adjust her pants.
She went and tried the door again and I took the opportunity to adjust the my dick which was pushing painfully in a weird angle against my underwear.
We gave up 15 minutes later and just hung the food by the door and left the couple a message.
As we exit the lift at the ground floor, Celeste turned to look as me right as I was turning to speak.
The weird thing was that nothing came out and we just laughed.
As we boarded the cab, Celeste told the uncle her address and I mentally took note of it. I remembered going to that area in punggol before, it’s near the only mall in Punggol.
I never offered to send her back but instead just carried on our chat in the cab.
We alighted and I tried to pay for the fare but Celeste beat me to it.
James : Can i…. walk you to your block ?
I gave a mock gesture of removing an imaginary hat and giving a gentlemanly bow.
What caught me by surprise was that Celeste actually laughed and placed both hands by her tummy before giving me a curtsy.
Celeste : Yes you may…. Haha.
It was quite embarrassing as we caught the stare of a few passerbys.
It was barely a 2 minute walk before we reached the lift lobby and there was already a lift waiting on the ground floor.
I decided it was now or never and if I never tried, I would never know.
James : … ermm Celeste …
Celeste : Yah ?
I could see her paused by the lobby, and in that moment she brushed back her hair behind her ear, before clutching her bag with both her hands in front of her waist.
James : Any dinner plans later ?
She smiled and I could see her considering her answer.
Celeste : I’m meeting my parents for dinner… sorry…
James : Oh… it’s ok… another time then…
She was swaying her body slightly side to side when she spoke again.
Celeste : We could grab lunch across the road if you like…
My face lit up with a bright smile as she hit the lift button and gestured me in.
James : Aren’t we grabbing lunch ?
Celeste : We just had a late breakfast… wait la… and I need to use the bathroom again..
When the lift stopped at the 8th floor, I got out and fell behind Celeste in step.
She was opening the door and I asked if I should wait by the lobby or perhaps downstairs.
She gave me a puzzling look and replied.
Celeste : My house has a sofa, and a living room… you can wait there. Haha
I stepped into the living room and out pops the head of a lady I assumed to be her helper.
I heard Celeste said hi to ‘Mary’ before disappearing into her room and out back to the bathroom.
I was served a glass of water by Mary as I took in the interior of Celeste’s place and she just nodded her head and smile at me.
James : Thank you … thank you..
As I sipped the glass of water, I took in the racks of shoes by the door way. Heels, flats, slippers and even sneakers of various colours and designs that I was sure belonged to Celeste.
Celeste came out of the bathroom and was ready to leave but not before exchanging a few words with her helper who was drying some clothes in the yard.
As we locked up and went to the lobby I could not help but ask Celeste a question.
James : You have a maid…. And you still say you did a lot of housework.
It was at this moment Celeste turned and looked at me with her eyes wide opened before bursting out in laughter.
Celeste : Mary is my mum James….hahaha.
James : You call your mum Mary ??
Celeste : She calls me Celeste... i call her Mary.... what's wrong ?
That was a really embarrassing moment and I wished I could dig a hole in the concrete floor right then to bury my head in.
Celeste : I know.. I know… she looks a little… tan…. She swims everyday in the afternoon.
James : Oh my god… can I go back and say hi to your mum at least..
She just kept chuckling away and pulled me into the lift.
I felt bad, honestly but Celeste just kept laughing and teasing me about it.
As the lift door chimed on the ground floor, my phone rang.
It was Don.
James : It’s Don…
Celeste immediately checked her phone for calls as I answered.
Don : Bro… where are you… I’m under your block…
James : What ? .. like now ?
Don : Yah… can I go up for a while.
I told him I’m at Punggol but will make my way back asap.
Celeste : No call from Ella and she’s not replying .
I asked if Celeste would like to tag along over to my place.
James : Don’s at my place…. Let’s ask him ?
She nodded her head
Celeste : Will it be weird…. With you guys talking and all… what will I do …
I raised my hand for a cab that was making a U-turn and replied.
James : You can start with the laundry..
She gave me a playful slap on my arm before boarding the cab that stopped in front of her.
Celeste : Laundry then what..
James : There's the housework....bills...
Before i could finish my sentence, Celeste just did a very cute and exaggerated shushing action by putting her finger to her lips.
Celeste : Shhh... shsh... shhhh..... stop... hahah.
As the cab pulled off, i watch Celeste crossed her legs, folded her arms and looked out the side of her window and i wondered why even looking at the dangling slipper is giving me an erection....
The journey was a short one and as we pulled up to the bottom of my rented flat, I saw Don sitting like a homeless man against the column beside the mailboxes.
His eyebrow rose up and inch when he saw Celeste tagging along.
Don : Ohh…. You 2….
Celeste gave him a kick on his calves and asked him where was Ella but he said he had no idea.
Don : We quarrelled, … aiyah… I don’t want to talk about it… she’s being unreasonable. … she’s probably drinking herself silly at home.
Don went on again about Walter calling Ella a couple of times regarding work related matters that sparked off an even worst round of argument before he stormed out.
He did not want to remain at home and decided to pop by my place.
I could smell the heavy odour of alcohol coming from Don’s breath
Don : It’s just so tiring. I can’t even have a proper sleep.
Celeste tried to reach Ella again on the phone on the way up to my place but there was still no reply.
I opened the door and was thankful my landlord was not in that afternoon. I did not want to explain why I brought a half drunk man and another women back.
The moment my room door opened, Don just collapsed onto my bed.
Don : Wahhh….. si bei song ah….. your bed is so comfortable….
Celeste took the only seat left which was the computer chair by my work table.
She tried to talk to Don about his tone when dealing with Ella but he did not want to engage her.
Celeste : Don…. You know Ella is so stubborn…. Try to give in a bit here and there and work things out mah…..
She went on about their wedding vows and their promise to take care of each other but by then, Don had covered his ears with my pillow and turned away on his side.
Celeste tried Ella’s phone several times and she said she’s quite worried about her.
Celeste : How James ? ….. don’t think we can leave things like this…
I gave Don a nudge and tried to drag him up but he pushed me roughly away.
Don : Just let me sleep this off.
James : go back to Ella and sort things out…
What he did caught me by surprise, he withdrew his key pouch from his pocket and threw it at me.
Don : Go check on her all you want.
I’m beginning to feel a little irritated with Don and Ella. There is only so much we can do as friends but this is getting way out of hand.
If not for the fact that Celeste is with me, I might have blew my top and ask both of them to wake up their fucking idea.
We got back to the newly wed’s house again for the umpteenth time that Saturday and I could feel my blood boiling.
I don’t know why but it just made me pretty angry with everything.
With the key Don gave us, Celeste unlocked the door and we were hit with a strong scent of alcohol that was present throughout the house.
Celeste quickly ran and checked all the rooms before discovering Ella slumped onto the floor.
Celeste : Oh my god… Ella… !..
She tried to lift her up but Ella’s body barely budge.
I went over and carried Ella up onto the bed but she work up halfway and started screaming at me like a mad woman.
Ella : Arghhh… put me down… arghhg..
Her legs and hands swung around wildly and I was slapped several times.
Now even the most mild-tempered person has a limit.
The entire morning has been nothing but a stressful screaming fiasco for me.
Ella grabbed my hair as I struggled to put her down onto the bed.
She was bawling out loud, crying and talking in some weird language I could not make out and despite Celeste and me trying to stop her, she still tried to reach for the bottle at the corner of the bed.
My heart ached as I look at the 30 year old whiskey Don had kept for the longest time being desecrated in that manner by Ella.
Ella refused help and just kept swinging around wildly the moment we came into contact with her.
The final straw came when she actually swung the bottle at Celeste and hitting her on her arm.
Celeste : ARghh…. Oww..
That was it.
I did not know what came into me but I just said the words I said.
James : Go find something to tie her up.
Like a soldier being issued a command, Celeste dashed out of the room.
I tried to hold on to the bottle but I was scratched by Ella on my forearm as she took another big gulp from the bottle.
I could not fucking believe what was happening in front of my eyes. All the nice images of Ella I had stored for my masturbating session magically disappeared.
All the nice poses, positions, her bikini clad body, all gone.
Instead it was replaced by a drunk mad woman.
Celeste came back into the room with a few scarves and together we wrestled Ella down, taking the bottle away.
She fought and scream at us, crying and kicking for her life as I had no choice but to straddle her.
I literally straddled her and held down her hands, pinning them by the side of her head before pushing them upwards together.
James : Quick Celeste.
I know what you must be thinking but I can assure you I had no indecent thoughts at that point in time.
If you ever have the misfortune of subduing a drunk mad woman, sex is probably the last thing you think of.
Ella : ARghhh….. let me go… arhghh…
Both Celeste and I were perspiring heavily in the hot and humid room.
The windows were all closed but the air conditioner is not on.
After a fierce struggle, we managed to tie up Ella’s hands and securing it to the headboard but that was not enough to stop her.
Her legs kicked and swung around, her body trying to flip and turn in a last desperate attempt to free herself.
Celeste tried to hold her down but the moment she went close, Ella’s right knee landed a blow to her tummy, causing her entire face to scrunch up before she retreated and ended up squatting on the floor.
I managed to grabbed both of Ella’s legs, but not before her left feet landed a good kick on my lip and I could taste the raw iron taste of blood.
Using another scarf, we managed to tie only Ella’s left leg to the post of her bed before we gave up.
It was but a mere 15 minute struggle but we were both drench.
My limbs were burning and Celeste was sulking by the corner of the room on her knees.
James : You ok ?
She nodded as I helped her up.
I switched on the air conditioner and I helped Celeste into the living room.
I poured Celeste some water and went back to check on Ella with a frown on my face.
She was just sobbing on the bed with her eyes closed.
I offered to go grab lunch for the girls but Celeste was not confident of handling Ella if she decided to go mad again.
Celeste: I’ll go and get.
James : Better not la…. Just me and her in the house… not very appropriate…
Celeste : Haha.. don’t be silly la… I’ll be right back.
Without a word, Celeste left the house with her wallet and I locked the door.
All of a sudden there was this dreadful feeling in my stomach.
I don’t know how to describe it.
I really don’t
Perhaps it was the realisation of being alone in the house with Ella.
I was too afraid to even move from my spot in the living room.
I gathered up enough courage to walk over to the master bedroom.
As I took in the sight of the messy bed, my erection started pushing against my pants.
There she was, lying on the side on her body.
I don’t know if she was asleep as she was facing away from the door.
My heart beat faster as my mind wandered and I struggled with myself.
I took a step into the room and I picked up the basket of spilled clothes that was all over the floor.
The sights of Ella in the office clothes I’ve seen her in that past week came shooting into my head as I picked up piece after piece of her clothing.
The long sleeve flowly white blouse that she paired with a waist high red skirt.
The turtle neck that clug tightly to her petite frame.
Her short black dress that looked so good with her heels.
The clothes slowly gave way to her lingerie.
A black strapless bra with lace trimmings.
The strap of her white front clasp bra that was tangled with a pale pink la senza underwear.
The soft cool material felt weird in my hands as I picked up more underwear and even a pair of black stockings.
My dick was throbbing hard, begging for it’s release.
I slowly rose up and took a few unsure step towards Ella.
She was wearing a beige button down top that was pretty translucent under the room’s lighting. Her white bra plainly visible from where I stood.
One of her bra straps had dropped, all the way down the side of her arm.
The hem of her shirt scrunched up untidily , exposing her lower back and waist.
I could see the waistband of her black panty beneath her grey sleep shorts.
I adjusted my erection as I struggled to breathe.
Not knowing what I was doing any longer, I walked around the side to face Ella and knelt down in front of her face.
Her eyes were closed, her lips slightly parted and she looked like she was sleeping.
The posture of her body with her hands tied up above her head caused a natural squeeze of her breast. The loose badly dis-positioned bra allowed a generous view of her cleavage, helped by top 2 button of her shirt which was not buttoned up.
James : Ella….
I shook her gently.
I swear my intention was to check if she’s feeling better so I can release the ties so she can rest better.
James : Ella. …
There was no response.
I felt a tingling sensation in my dick as a sudden shiver went down my spine.
Ella looked so peaceful, her breathing steady and calm.
My heart on the other hand was beating wildly, like a crazy horse with it’s reins undone.
I did not know what I was doing as I struggled with my feelings but somehow my hand gained life of it’s own.
My left hand was trembling.
Really trembling as subconsciously, I reached for the 3rd button of Ella’s shirt.
I was shivering on my knees and I was hardly breathing.
When my fingers came into contact with the cold button, I almost let loose a squirt of pee and I had to squeeze my bladder tight.
Before I could deliberate further, I did it.
I just did.
In a smooth motion, I unbuttoned her 3rd button. As if that was not enough, I lifted her top a little and I had to cover my mouth with my hand as I exhaled, my eyes taking in the sight of Ella’s exposed nipple.
It was wrong. Definitely wrong.
Ella is Don’s wife.
Don is my good friend but I could not help it.
I really can’t.
The entire situation is just so fucking hard to comprehend.
Any Tom, Dick and Harry could tell what I did was wrong.
Then again I don’t expect anyone to understand what I was feeling at that point in time. The tired frustration of the entire morning.
The multiple trips.
All the tempting sights and sitation.
I’m a man after all.
My eyes lingered a little too long at Ella’s partly exposed nipple before I stood up.
James : Ella….. Ella….
I shook her gently but there was no reply.
To be brutally honest, I felt nothing but fear.
Fear that was too hard to put into words.
But I was no longer guided by rational reasons, my body just seemed to move on it’s own as I slowly move to the edge of the bed.
I lowered myself again, as I looked at Ella’s small and cute toes that look so delicious.
Before I could stop myself, I actually went close and took a deep breath.
I adjusted my throbbing erection, and it was getting painful to even move about.
The thought of just stripping myself down crossed my mind several times
I moved to the back of Ella on the other side of the bed, thankfully I did not do anything because suddenly Ella gave a loud groan.
Ella : ARghhh ooohh ergnnnn..
She tried to turn but her movements were restricted by her tied hands and leg.
I just froze in my spot, not moving.
Ella was then lying on her back, there was a slight frown on her face.
Somehow her grey shorts rode down more and her waist band of her underwear gave out more surface area.
I have never trembled that badly in my life before.
James : Ella…. Ella… you feeling better ?
James : If you promise to behave I’ll untie you…
I tapped her cheek several times but there was no reaction.
James : Ella…
Then for no reason, she started to groan again.
Picture this, with her hands tied about her head, she tried to arc her body upwards by pressing down on her butt, with one leg tied up, Ella had not much space to move around and somehow she tugged and pulled her body upwards towards the headboard further by leveraging on her tied hands.
The series of motion caused the pants which was in contact with the bed to slide further, angling down sharply at a weird angle, it’s elastic band stretching beyond it’s comfortable range, exposing a diagonal wedge of Ella’s bottom.
I struggled to maintain balance as the sight of Ella’s privates came into view.
Then without warning, Ella coughed and suddenly jerked and vomited.
It was not a lot but it came out of her mouth, spilling onto her bare chest with bits of it rolling down the side of her cheeks.
As quickly as it happened, it stopped.
Ella adjusted her body again in a series of motion and lowered her shorts by another couple of centimetres.
My phone rang and the ringing snapped me out of my trance and I quickly went out into the living room and answered the phone.
It was Celeste, she asked me what I wanted for lunch and if fish soup was ok.
I told her I’m fine and asked her to get back soon as Ella vomited all over herself.
I hung up and went back into the room.
Having made up my mind that Ella is no longer a threat, I untied her leg first followed by her hands.
I tried to part carry, part shift Ella away from the side of the bed that she vomited over to the clean side.
Using some wet tissues by her dressing top, I cleaned up her mouth as well as I could.
Before I could throw the soiled piece of tissue away, Ella suddenly grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me close to her, burying her head in my chest, mumbling and groaning away again.
I tried to help her lie down but suddenly Ella’s eyes opened.
It was just barely a slit but she opened her eyes and I was sure she knew it was me.
I knew she knew because she said my name.
Ella : James ~~~ ….. James~`…
Then without warning, she grabbed me by my hair and planted a kiss on my cheek.
James : Ella !.. wait…
She was just rubbing her face and head by the side of my head as I tried to put her down onto the bed.
The struggling started again and by then, her shorts came off totally, leaving her in her underwear.
The flap of her unbuttoned top flapping wildly as she struggled for orientation.
James : Ella .. lie down !.. ..Ella wait… oei..
I was shocked what she clamoured up onto her knees and grabbed me by my shirt, pulling me towards her.
I lost my balance momentarily and I landed on top of Ella.
I quickly recovered as it was quite a hard landing on her stomach but it was too late.
She turned around in time and I heard the retching sound before she unloaded waves after waves of vomit onto the bedroom floor.
I had a splitting headache.
A really bad one at that time.
Perhaps the only saving grace was that Ella was actually on her knees, her exposed underwear clad butt pointed up high at me in a doggy position as her head bobbed up and down the edge of the bed.
Sometimes I wonder if I really did accumulate good karma in my previous life
I immediately opened all the windows and switched off the air conditioner. I got onto the bed and had to fight my temptation to put my hands anywhere below her middle back.
The perk of Ella’s firm bottom is seriously testing my tolerance.
I patted her on her back, trying to get her to throw up all the alcohol.
James : Ella…. Ella… ….. throw it all out… you’ll feel better after that.
She retched a couple more time before stopping, hovering over the puddle of mess by the side of her bed.
I brought over some tissues and she was able to clean up her own mouth before dumping them over the side of the bed again.
James : Ella…. Are you ok ? …. Do you want some water ?
Her eyes opened slightly and I could see her nodding, a sign of her consciousness returning.
I quickly went out and poured her a glass of warm water but the moment I got back into the room, I almost spilled everything onto myself as somehow Ella twisted and turned on the messy bed, causing one half of her underwear to fold and expose her entire left butt cheek.
There was no words I could find to describe what I was feeling at that moment. The temptation to just drop the glass of water and press my face onto that delicious smooth bottom.
Fortunately Ella turned and groaned again and I quickly regained my senses.
James : Here. Drink some water…. You’ll feel better.
She took a couple of sip but coughed and spilled half the water onto her own body.
I almost wanted to shout in that small room.
The water drenched her already pretty translucent top, the moisture seeping beneath the fabric turning it a shade darker.
Ella seemed oblivious to her current state although I was pretty sure she’s having a much better sense of awareness after her throw up.
Ella clamoured for support from me and said she needed the bathroom.
Ella : Ja… James… bri…… bring me to bathroom…..
James : Ok…ok….
Ella slouched most of her weight on me and if she had look down at my pants, there was no hiding the obvious protrusion my dick was causing to my pants. That pain, that urge for a release, the touch of Ella’s skin against mine, if you are reading this behind the screen, you might think it’s heaven.
To me, it was pure torture at that point in time.
I have never been tested and tempted in that manner before in my life.
Ella’s grey shorts were still bundled by the calves and as she tried to put her legs over the bed, they dropped down to her ankles.
James : Oh my god… Ella… ~~.. your shorts…
I knelt down and I could feel Ella supporting herself on my head and shoulders, I took the shorts and tried to slide it up her legs, but the moment I looked up, I almost had a heart attack at Ella’s underwear was staring at me right in the face.
That soft thin fabric that separates her most private sanctum from me. If only I could feast my senses on her love hole. As I struggled to pull her shorts up, Ella swayed a little but I still manage to get her dressed up.
I was thankful I did not try anything funny though because Ella was awake enough to thank me by then.
Ella : Th…thanks… James…
I held onto her and half supported and half dragged her to the master bath.
Ella went to the sink and tried to splash herself with cold water but ended up drenching her top even more.
I searched her wardrobe for a towel and drape it over her bent body by the sink before sliding the door close.
I loitered outside the bathroom and called out several times to make sure she was ok.
James : Ella…. Ella… you ok ? … Ella ?
Ella : Yahh… yup… I’m fine…
I heard the shower come on and I left the room. I could feel the soreness from my dick as the repeated events that day caused it so much angst and disappointment.
Ella was in the bathroom for almost 20 minutes before I heard he shout for me.
Ella : James…James…
James : Yah ?
I looked into the master bedroom and saw Ella’s head with her hair dripping wet peeking out at me.
Ella : Help me close the door… I need to change.
I closed the master bedroom door and went back to the living room.
Celeste text me, asking me to open the door as she just boarded the lift.
She got into the house just as Ella came out of the master bedroom in a simple white shorts and t-shirt.
Immediately Celeste called out to her.
Celeste : Eh… you siao char bor ah …. What is wrong with you ? …
I let the girls talk while I set the table for our lunch.
I tried Don a few times but there was no reply.
The 3 of us shared a quiet lunch with very few words.
I decided to make a move to check on Don while Celeste said she would stay with Ella.
James : Your dinner ?
Celeste : I’ll tell my parents I can’t join them. …
I tidied up the table and was about to head to the toilet in the kitchen when Celeste beat me to it.
Celeste : Sorry ah… I need to change again.. ..
As the door snap shut, I heard Ella call out to me.
Ella : Use the room one… there’s 2 bathroom..
I did not think much of it until I place I foot into the wet floor of the master bath.
I immediately shut the door behind me and made sure it was locked.
Bundled over by the sink was the clothes Ella wore barely minutes ago.
Immediately blood rushed to my manhood again and I could feel the excitement building up in my stomach. Any rationale I had left me in a hurry as I immediately stripped and released my throbbing dick from the constraints of my underwear.
I pulled aside the translucent top, exposing a wet moisture soak bra.
The very bra that Ella was wearing moments ago.
The softness of the cups, the thought it them supporting the supple full breast of Ella sent my mind into an overdrive.
As I feel the soft texture of it in my hand, I could not help but bring it close to my face, striking my cheek, my nose and my mouth as I imagined myself doing it with Ella.
I inverted the cups, and my eyes could almost see this imaginary depression, although I was pretty sure it was my mind playing tricks but I still lick the small area where I imagined Ella’s nipples were.
The small zone where her perky erected nipples nested comfortable against the bra cups.
Without even realising, I was already jerking off as I play with Ella’s bra.
As suddenly as it started, I toss the bra aside and went for the pair of grey shorts.
It was damp, the moisture from Ella’s shower must have gotten to it. Rolled within the pair of shorts was her underwear.
I almost came when I took it, looking at it closely, fantasizing myself pulling it off Ella’s smooth hairless legs.
I could not take it any longer and finally wrapped my dick with her damp wet undies and came, sputtering and squirting my cum onto the area I imagined her love hole would be.
I was perspiring by then and I took a moment to compose myself.
I quickly rinsed off the cum stains and replaced all of Ella’s clothes back by the sink, rational thoughts and reason slowly slipped back into my head as I exited the bathroom.
The girls were chatting by the living room in soft hush whispers. I announced that I’m making a move
They nodded and both of them came over to the door and wave me off for some reason I could not comprehend.
Don was up and playing games on his handphone by the time I got back.
I spent the next hour talking to him.
Serious guy to guy talk.
We talked mostly about the problems he was facing with Ella.
Money was definitely an issue, they had overstretched themselves for the wedding and the honeymoon but they were confident that they could ride it out.
Financial matters had already put a strain on their relationship and then Walter had to come into the picture.
Don was obviously unhappy that Ella was spending so much time with Walter. I could understand Don’s feeling, any man would feel the same. Imagine you just became husband and wife for barely a week and your wife is spending more time with her boss than you.
Don had calm down considerably and I told him to really talk things through.
James : I’m sure you all can work things out.
Don left my place and I never heard from the couple for the rest of the weekend.
9th April 2010
There was definitely still some left over tension in the air between Don and Ella.
The week flew by quickly as everyone is busy with their own projects.
Ella worked late almost every day that week, I have my own deadlines coming up so I’m putting in a few extra hours too together with a project mate of mine.
Ella and Walter would leave work on average at about 9pm the past few days
I could not follow them because I leave about 30 minutes later when my project mate’s husband comes to put her up and give me a lift since it’s on the way.
Now Don did something pretty stupid a couple of days ago. Something I wished he had discussed with me.
In the middle of the week, he actually went into Walter’s room and told him that he would appreciate it if his wife , Ella did not have to work late every night.
I almost smack myself on my forehead when he told me about it over lunch and seem so pleased with himself.
At 10.30am that Friday morning, Don was called into the ops director’s office. He did not appear for about 30 minutes.
When he came out, he told me he’s being transferred to our secondary office at woodlands where the warehouse is.
James : What ?
Don : Eh… not bad leh.. got $250 increment..
Something did not feel right at all about this and I had this nagging feeling that Walter had something to do with it.
Ella found out about it after lunch and she asked by Don took up the offer. He told her that they needed all they could to pay off their debts. She was obviously not too happy about his transfer.
I was over at the pantry when I heard Spencer, our Ops director and Walter enter from behind in the midst of their conversation.
All I caught was ;
Walter : ……for the help with Don…
Spencer : Small thing… don’t worry.
That was all I needed to know.
Don was due to head over the following week and he’s already started to pack up his desk.
James : Eh… you…. Move over liao then Ella how ?
He was a bit unsure of my question and gave me a puzzled look.
I brushed it off and decided that sooner or later, Don would see things the way they truly are.
Like another other day that week, I was about to head down to the lobby with my colleague to catch a ride back when I realised Walter’s room light is still on.
It then struck me that I did not see Ella leave work that day too.
Since it’s the weekend, I decided to try my luck and find out more about Walter.
I fobbed an excuse, saying that I suddenly had a bad tummy ache and returned to the office, adding that I’ll make my way back on my own.
The office is pretty much empty, with only a couple of colleagues at the far end of the office.
I went back to my desk and stow away my work bag. I needed to be mobile and nimble.
My phone was switched to silent mode.
Taking a casual glance around the office, I slowly made my way to the pantry and got myself a drink.
The remaining colleagues left, leaving only Ella and Walter in the office.
The lights at the general area were switched off and I was the only one around in the pantry.
It was too risky to be seen loitering around so I made my way down to the carpark.
Walter’s car is easy to find in the almost empty parking lot. I chose a spot which gave me a good view of the car and I parked myself on the concrete slab and waited.
I heard some noises and saw movements approaching the car.
From the dim light of the street lamps, I could see Walter talking in an animated manner with Ella.
He would gesture, laugh and occasionally touch Ella.
Ella on the other hand looked tired and a little uncomfortable.
I saw Walter put his hands on Ella’s back as he guided her towards the passenger seat and I could see the obvious avoidance Ella was giving, quickening her step and side stepping Walter’s hand.
Ella was wearing a skirt that day, and Walter loitered around a little too long to watch Ella get in, probably hoping to get a glimpse of her leg or undies if he got lucky.
After he closed the door for her, he got in as well.
The engine was started but the car did not move.
It was just stationary.
Ella’s face suddenly lit up, by the light from her phone and from the spill over light, I could see Walter talking to Ella while she text away on her phone.
Then it happened, Walter tried to pick off something from Ella’s hair and it gave her a shock, as she jerked and shrunk away from him but he just laughed it off, seemingly amused by her reaction.
It was clear Ella was uncomfortable but there was nothing she could do.
Then without warning, I saw Walter put her hand across Ella’s shoulder, stroking her arm. Ella resisted, she tried to remove his hand but Walter just chuckled and nudged her, as if pretending it was a joke.
There was an evident frown on Ella’s face.
I could not make out what Walter was doing next but Ella suddenly jerked pretty hard, as if she got a shock and she tried to open the car door but realised she has her seatbelt on.
Walter tried to pull her back with the seat belt but Ella managed to unbuckle herself and got out.
I could see she was scare as she staggered out unevenly on her heels. She tried to reach for her phone which I could see was blinking on the dashboard but as soon as Walter reached for it, she withdrew her hand and staggered backwards.
Walter’s door opened and I could hear him tell her it’s a joke.
Walter : Eh Ella. Joking only… why so big reaction ? haha…
It was obvious she’s uncomfortable and anyone could tell she was unwilling to get back into the car.
Ella spoke and said she’s making her own way back and quicken her footsteps, he heels clicking down the carpark.
She tried to head for the side gate but Walter quickly caught up and tried to explain but he herded Ella back towards the lobby.
Walter : Ella… listen… you’re over reacting.
Ella quicken her pace back to the lobby. There’s a security booth by the lift although I was pretty sure the 70 year old guard was snoozing off somewhere.
I kept to the shadows and took a detour to the lobby, my ears listening carefully for Walter and Ella.
There was no sound form the lobby and I took a quick look to confirm that it’s empty. I saw the old lift heading back up to the office on the 3rd floor and I took the stairs 2 steps at a time.
I got to the 3rd floor in time to hear Walter talking pretty loudly along the corridor to the office.
Walter: Ella…. There’s no need for this… it’s a joke.. .. come out.. let’s talk…
I could not see or hear Ella anywhere but I could hear Walter calling out her name.
I heard the clink of a zippo and Walter lit up a cigarette, the pungent smell of smoke filled the corridor and I took another peek at his backview.
Walter buzzed himself into the office again and I let myself out into the corridor.
I saw the lights in the office come on and I surveyed the long dark path that led to it.
It was then I caught a glimpse of light coming from the bottom of the female toilet. The auto sensors lighting up the bathroom whenever it sensed movements.
I estimate it to be a 20m distance away from where I was, there was no telling if Walter might suddenly appear from the office. I took a deep breath and quickly scrambled down the corridor to the bathroom.
A quick glance told me Walter is still in his office and I took the risk and opened the female bathroom.
It was empty, from the reflection in the mirror I could tell one of the cubicle door was closed.
I entered and shut the door behind me.
I whispered towards the cubicle.
James : Ella ?.... you there ? It’s me…. James…
Immediately the bolt came undone and Ella dashed out of the cubicle.
She was trembling and I could see she cried.
Ella : James… Walter…
I hushed her down, and told her I saw what happened without explaining myself.
James : Keep your voice down… don’t let Walter know I’m here..
I reassured her everything would be ok.
James : Let’s get you out of here.
I grabbed a stool from the cleaner’s wardrobe and hoist myself up to reach the sensor for the bathroom. I yanked it off the ceiling and plunge the bathroom into darkness.
The moment I got back onto the floor, Ella grabbed my arms, as if she was afraid of losing me in the dark.
I took a peek into the corridor and checked that it was clear.
The 20 m to the staircase.
The 17m to the lift lobby.
What should I do.
I motioned for Ella to take off her heels and she did so obediently.
We left the female toilet, and was about to take another step when I saw the light spilling into the corridor from our office go off. Immediately I dragged Ella into the men’s bathroom and shut the door.
I took a quick look around and immediately dragged Ella to the last cubicle and shut it.
There was an eerie silence in the cubicle and Ella by then was holding onto my hand. Our fingers intertwined as she looked helplessly at me.
I stroked her on the hair and put my finger to my lips, mouthing for her to calm down.
There was a sudden thud.
A loud one.
One of a door hitting the back of it’s stopper but it’s not the men’s bathroom. It’s a little muted.
It had to be the ladies.
It was so quiet that we could make out Walter’s voice, calling Ella’s name from the ladies.
There was no sound, then followed by a muted thud and another, and another.
I could almost picture Walter opening each of the female cubicle, expecting to find Ella inside.
Ella shivering never stopped. In fact it got worst with every muted thud, no doubt her mind filling with images of Walter finding her if I did not show up.
No one will know what could have happened.
No one can tell what Walter would do.
There was no way of getting out of the bathroom without bumping straight on into Walter.
One thing is certain.
Walter ….. is … coming…
I knew in the back of my mind it was a matter of seconds before Walter came over to the men’s toilet.
I did not disable the sensor upon going in, the entire bathroom is flooded with lights. The spill of the lights will be obvious from the entrance.
If Walter had gone through the trouble to open every cubicle in the female toilet, there was nothing stopping him from doing the same in the male one.
There was not much time for me to think and I quickly surveyed my surroundings, desperate for a solution.
The last cubicle we were in does not come with a WC, it’s the old kind of squatting pan where you need to take 2 steps up.
Ella and I were elevated about 20cm off the ground level but if we were to remain there, we could be easily seen through the reflection from the mirrors at the wash basin.
Right at the back where the flush panel was, there’s another ledge. It’s quite wide, at least 30cm by my estimate, definitely enough for someone to stand on.
If I could get Ella up and away from the mirror’s effective reflection range, we might be able to pass off the last cubicle as empty since the mirrors are not that high but that was not enough.
I opened the cubicle door and took a quick look outside the toilet, my eyes desperately scanning for something that could get us out of this fix.
Aside from the cleaner’s stall that’s full of supplies and cleaning equipment, there’s just a string with several towels hanging from it. I recognised them as what the cleaner would usually use to clean the sink and the mirrors.
There was a old t-shirt which belonged to the cleaner and a pair of old slippers.
I started taking off my clothes and gestured for Ella to get up and get onto the ledge.
She did not question me and turned towards the ledge. I would estimate it to be about 1.1m off the squatting pan, not too high, but without a proper foot support, you would need help getting up, especially with the 30cm space, you don’t have much room to work with.
I held Ella by the waist right after I unbuckled my pants and gave her a hoist, I was struck with a flash of navy blue as her short skirt gave a cheerful bounce, flashing her underwear to me.
There was no time to savour my erection as Ella struggled to balance herself on the space about the size of an A4 paper.
She had to squat down diagonally, and I was staring straight at her underwear as she manoeuvred right to the extreme corner of the cubicle, away from the opening swing of the door.
If the door was not open wide enough, there’s a possibility that Walter would not see her.
Ella gave me a frown and a smack on my head when she was me staring at her exposed underwear, gesturing urgently at the door.
I let my pants dropped, leaving only my boxers. Thankfully I was wearing just a plain black one that day, if you don’t pay much attention to it, it might pass off as a pair of running shorts.
I hung all my clothes behind the door and quickly ran out of the last cubicle and into the 2nd one after grabbing one of the towels drying on the string and slipping into the cleaner’s slipper.
2 of the cubicles came with attached shower hose. Sometimes the staff will shower in them especially after a hot afternoon site visit.
I turned the tap on just in time for the water to start splashing and sloshing onto my body and onto the floor when I heard the door to the men’s toilet open.
There was no need for me to put on a free shower show for Walter, I turned off the shower and walked out confidently, pretending to stretch and towel dry my hair with the cleaner’s towel, slapping my wet slipper loudly in the empty toilet.
The Men’s toilet door opened with Walter announcing his entry.
Walter : Ella…. Let’s talk this through..
He turned around the corner and immediately i pretended to get a shock as our eyes met and made use of my speech and drama skills I picked up during school.
James :Woahh !...
I jumped a little and I noticed Walter was a little taken aback too.
I never really interacted with him in office and other than a handshake, it was just a smile and a nod when we pass each other in the pantry.
Not wanting to lose the initiative, I spoke first.
James : Eh.. just now on the way back from my run, I saw you leaving with Ella already… how come still here ??
I continued to towel myself dry in a nonchalant manner as Walter struggled to come up with a reply.
Walter : Oh.. Ella forgot to grab some stuff I think….and she wanted to make her way back on her own so as not to hold me up….. but she left her phone in my car….. I err.. realised it after I was about to drive off ….. so i came up to look for her. ..
James : Oh…ok….
Right after I said ok, I pretended to do a double take and look at Walter again.
James : You…. Are not looking for Ella in the toilet right ? haha… I thought I heard you….
Walter : No la.. haha.
I casually flipped the towel over my left shoulder and started to walk towards Walter and the exit.
I threw a casual joke and asked Walter to consider blackmailing Ella.
James : Aiyah,…. You Monday kotok Ella breakfast, say you find her phone.. haha.
I gave his arm a light nudge with my wet elbow.
James : Eh… include my share…. I help to be your witness, say you came all the way up but cannot find her…. Haha
I gave a cheeky chuckle as I opened the toilet door, as if holding it open for Walter.
He recovered nicely and smiled before replying and stepping out.
Walter : Yah….. extra effort man… ok on. Monday I make her buy us breakfast…. Don’t forget ah… you’re my witness… I came all the way up and no sign of her.
Immediately in my mind I knew how sly this fox could get, using me as an excuse.
This way, he had a perfect witness to say that he could not find Ella when he tried to return her phone.
Even if Ella wanted to accuse him of anything, nothing would stick.
I continued slapping my wet slipper to the office, thankful that I kept a spare set of gym clothes and most important of all, thankful that Walter actually stopped at the lift lobby.
Walter : Ok. See you James… next time we jog together…. Don’t eat breakfast on Monday ya. Haha.
I gave him a wide smile and a thumbs up as I unlocked the office door.
I went into the office and checked to make sure I’m really alone before I striped and change into my spare gym clothes.
I don’t have a change of underwear so i went commando.
Slipping into my spare slippers, I waited a couple of minutes before I peeked out into the corridor and made sure it was clear.
I checked the stairwell and it’s empty, and the lift indicator showed it’s on the ground floor.
I threw my wet underwear into a plastic holder before dumping it into my bag.
Doubling back into the men’s room, I went straight back to the last cubicle, ditching the cleaner’s towel and slipper along the way.
James : Ella ..
There she was still huddled on the ledge.
Ella : James…. I’m having a cramp…
I went over instantly and tried to help her down, but being huddled up on such a small surface area and squatting for such a long time was no mean feat.
Ella could hardly stand up not to mention get off the ledge.
She tried to put one leg down but in a mix of numbness and having a cramp, she just froze.
Ella : James!... i…
I held onto Ella’s waist and carried her down, but she had already lost functions of her leg and she could not even straighten them properly to support herself.
I did not expect that level of dependency especially seeing her leg try to reach for the floor and Ella ended up collapsing under her own weight. I reacted the only way I could, that was to grab her with both hands.
The thing was that the moment I grabbed, I was already holding onto the middle of her ribcage, awfully close to her breast.
It was impossible to get a proper grip as gravity did it’s work, Ella started to slip.
Ella : Arghh.. James… I’m slipping…. … I’m slipping.
I could do nothing as I felt my back slam against the divider as Ella slipped down. As if that was not bad enough, my hands felt the softness of Ella’s breast.
Oh my god, that heavenly feeling of grabbing her love pillows.
An erection followed naturally and before I could even savour the moment, Ella tried to stand but her leg gave way again. The resulting movement causing my clasped hands which was already holding onto her breast to instead flip up her bra cups.
That very 2nd grasp I held onto was a feeling I could not describe.
I don’t want to exaggerate and say I can feel her nipples poking at me but the thin material of her top separating Ella’s exposed breast and my hands might as well not be there.
The firmness, that structural integrity of a nice pair of breast that I’m feeling did nothing to help my already erected dick.
Ella : ARghhh… James !!.. argh.. you !..
James : Stop moving.. !...
The magical moment lasted but a second or 2 but it will remain etched in my mind for a lifetime.
I lifted Ella up again, this time round placing my hand under her arms like an adult carrying a baby. It took another 30 seconds or so before Ella could stand properly and she started hitting me on the head.
Ella : ARghh!!!!...
Turning to show me her back, Ella unbuttoned her shirt and started to adjust and put on her bra properly.
I figured she would take a while so I quickly tried to adjust my erection.
How the hell would I know she would turn at the very moment I was trying to adjust and she shriek again in the quiet toilet.
Ella : ARgg.. James ! you sicko !...
I was shock of course and instead of adjusting it properly, I ended up pushing it in a weird angle, almost exposing it.
James : Wah lau… I’m a man also ok…. After all this… it’s natural..
She ignored my comment and adjusted the bearing once more before slipping on her heels.
I packed up and we left the bathroom shortly after.
I was back to my cautious mode as I approach the lobby.
Instead of calling for the lift immediately, I decided to be a little cautious and went to the stairwell. From the mid landing, there’s a window where I can peek out onto the carpark below.
My heart sank when I saw Walter’s car still at the parking lot. I could not make out if he was in the car from where I stood.
I went back to Ella with the bad news.
I needed to leave soon too, if not Walter will probably think why I took so long to change and leave.
I’m sure by now you would probably be thinking why so troublesome ?
Why go through all the trouble ?
Call Don ?
Call police ?
If only things were that simple.
I thought of calling Don, but having an angry husband barge into the scene could hardly solve anything.
There’s the job and career of a few individual at stakes here.
As for the authorities, what can we tell them ?
It’s Ella’s word against his, he touch her leg ?
He tried to be funny ?
He tried to be too friendly ?
Before the investigation can be concluded, a few jobs will probably be lost and ours is a small industry. News travel fast. Bad news travel even faster.
I led Ella to the staircase and i told her to lose her heels again while I took off my slippers.
We reached the ground floor in no time and I waited for a while to see if I could pick up any signs of Walter.
Perhaps his cigarette smoke.
I motioned for Ella to stay inside the stairwell while I put on my slipper and go out normally as I called for a cab.
As I stood at the middle of the drop off point telling the operator my address, my eyes scanned the surrounding for Walter.
He was nowhere to be found.
He’s not by his car.
I could not see him anywhere.
When I had a confirmation on my cab, I hung up and pretended to stretch as I looked around.
Still no sign of Walter.
The lift chimed behind me, and I casually turned around to see a couple of other building occupants file out.
They loitered at the lobby too, presumably having called a cab as well.
It happened that both were girls and they started chatting.
Right at this moment, another door opened by the back to the lift almost too quickly that it gave everyone a scare.
It was opened with strength as well and it gave a loud thud against the wall, causing everyone to jump and turn towards the door.
There he is, at the lobby of the good loading and unloading lift.
He must have thought he heard Ella talking.
Walter gave a sheepish apology and I gave him a questioning look.
James : Eh… why you still here ?
Walter : Oh… nothing… I’m just leaving…
Right at that moment, I saw my cab turning into the compound right as Walter walk pass me.
The 2 ladies thought it was theirs but I casually mentioned that it’s mine.
James : That’s mine. 2231.
Walter turned and gave the lobby another look, catching me talking to the 2 girls before turning his head back towards his car and reaching for his key.
Right before the cab pull up, I ran the 5 steps towards the stairwell and opened the door.
Without a word, I pulled Ella out and directed her towards the cab.
Everything happened so fast that the 2 girls got a shock.
The cab stopped and I opened the door immediately and bundled Ella in. She went in, sat up and almost immediately lie back down.
I had to nudge her to make space for me as I got on.
Closing the door, I told the uncle to go off.
James: Uncle, can go liao.
The cab moved, but I could see Walter’s car move as well.
My heart was thumping when I realised we turned out into the small road after Walter.
Ella by then was already so relieved that she did not realise the situation and she tried to sit up.
Then when the lights turned red in front of us, my heart almost stopped beating.
It’s a 2 lane road.
1 for turning left, 1 for turning right.
Walter took the left lane and the cab took the right.
The cab driver has already let go of the accelerator, letting the cab cruise slowly to the side of Walter’s car.
Thankfully I’m at the left most seat, hopefully I would block any chance of Walter spotting Ella in the cab.
I immediately shouted a warning that caused the cab driver to jump too.
James :Walter’s car is beside us !. Stay down.
Instead of leaning back against the seat, I sat upright and was about to hug the passenger seat so as to block as much of the view as possible when I felt that heavy thud on my lap.
Ella’s head landed on my lap the instance I tried to bring my body close to the passenger seat.
Before I could register what was happening, I felt the silky soft hair of Ella spread all over my naked thigh.
I took a quick look down and I realised that her face was facing my tummy and she immediately push my face upwards, asking me to look ahead.
Time stood still.
It was then I realised exactly how long it took for the light to turn green at that very junction.
The blood flowed freely to my dick.
Without my underwear, I could feel it move and push it’s way out the side of my shorts, barely inches away from Ella’s face.
She must have felt it.
There was no way she could have missed it.
That throbbing warm of my erection.
Ella : James… !.. your..
As my dick pushed centimetres after centimetres to the side, I knew the head was going to come out.
There was no hiding it.
It would be right where Ella’s face would be.
Then it happened.
The very thing that made my Friday night.
Ella’s hand went for it, grabbing my throbbing dick which was about to get exposed.
Her firm grip on my dick sent a shock of electricity down my spine.
Everything happened within like 2-3 seconds. Yet time seemed to slow down.
The firmness of Ella’s hand, desperately holding onto my dick and pushing it away from her face almost gave me an orgasm.
I watched the green man flicker and ticked, the rhythm almost as if it was in sync with the throbbing of my dick.
My manhood seemed to have a life of it’s own, pulsating and getting longer and firmer with every tick of the green man.
As the engine of the old taxi hummed and vibrated, I felt my dick leave the comforts of the fabric and come into contact with Ella’s bare hands.
Just that tiny bit.
But it’s enough.
The past 1 hour had been nothing but exhaustion.
As the light turn green in our favour, the cab started to move off.
I don’t know if it was sheer exhaustion or whatever it is that was going through Ella’s mind, she did not get up from my lap.
She turned away from my tummy and let go of my dick and adjusted herself and found a comfortable position to rest her head on my right thigh, her leg tucked to the back of the passenger seats.
I leaned back onto the seat and I too dozed off.
Till today, I could not believe everything happened within the span of about an hour.
I walked Ella to the lift lobby before I grabbed another cab back. Not a single word was exchanged between us.
I could not remember what time I reached home, but I remember falling asleep thinking about Ella’s hands.
I could not remember when was the last time I had such a good sleep.
No phone calls, no messages and no one to disturb me.
I checked my phone, a little worried that there might be some messages from Don or maybe an SOS message from Celeste but there was nothing.
After washing up I paced up and down my room, thinking of what do I type within that message box.
I wanted to ask Celeste out, but something as simple as that took me a good 10 minutes of pacing before I summoned up enough courage.
It was a dumb message.
James : Lunch ?
There you have it.
That’s the best James can come up with.
That’s not the worst of it, like a school boy texting his puppy love for the first time, I place my phone on the floor, squatted down and just stare at it.
I watched the digital clock on my phone tick by and I checked the reception level bar.
There was definitely enough battery but I decided to plug it in.
Pacing up and down a few more times, I mentally willed the phone to beep but there was nothing.
I was about to grab my phone when it rang.
Words could not describe the joy in my heart when I saw Celeste’s name appear on the screen.
James : Hello …
Celeste : Seriously ? ….. Lunch….? … just one word ah… haha.
I gave a sheepish reply.
James : I’m not good with words …
Celeste : Oh please…. Haha …Ella warned me about you….
James : She’s prejudiced against me, thinks I’m bad influence for Don, but I assure you that’s not the case….
She laughed and my heart skipped a beat when she asked what I wanted for lunch.
I suggested we meet up first before deciding.
Celeste : You don’t mind coming up north ?
I laughed and told her not at all.
James : I need friends in the north.
I was loitering around Punggol mrt as I waited for Celeste to show up.
It was a quiet afternoon, even more so at the end of the world at Punggol.
There were hardly anyone exiting the station, most travellers heading up towards the LRT station instead.
As a steady stream of people from the just arrived train headed up the long escalator, I saw a lone figure came down, choosing to walk down the steep steps instead of letting the escalator take her.
There are not many times in my life I could exclaim I’ve seen an angel but that Saturday was truly one of those days.
The skylight from the roof of the station was shining brightly through into the interior, the filtered rays of light hit Celeste as she descended down the escalator, almost like an angel.
She wore a sleeveless white dress, it looked casual enough yet there was no hiding the delicious body beneath. Her breast looked full, she had on very light makeup and instead of a handbag, Celeste had a sling purse diagonally hung across her body.
The black string cutting directly down the cleavage of her love pillows, accentuating her nice petite figure.
If only the station plays some slow jazz music, I would have asked her for a dance right there and then.
As Celeste closed the last few meters between us to the gantry, the image of a graceful angel disappeared.
She tried tapping out with her entire sling purse but the sensor could not read her card.
She waved it around wildly as if she was trying to flip an omelette before laughing and hitting the purse a couple of times onto the sensor.
I stared with my eyes wide opened as she laughed and tried to retrieve her fare card while looking at me at the same time.
Celeste : What ? haha… never happen to you before meh ?
She finally manage to get out of the gantry and started stuffing her card back into her tiny bag.
James : You could have brought a bigger purse you know.
She gave me a slap on my arm and asked me what’s the plan.
James : There’s nothing to eat here, let’s hop back into the train.
I laughed as she gave me this delirious look right when she clenched both her fists and tried hard not to swing them at me.
Celeste : Argghh.. James… ! .. you should have came in before I went out.
We caught a train without a destination in mind and without realising it, alighted at Clark quay station when we felt like it.
The train ride was anything but boring. There were empty seats but I chose to stand.
If we had sat, I would not be able to face Celeste as we speak.
I wanted to face her, to feel every unsteady bump of the train, to be able to sway a little in front of her, to be able to lose my balance a couple of times only to recompose again by pressing onto the glass panel behind her.
Needless to say, with each time I lost balance, I got a little closer.
If there was any indication from Celeste that she knew, she did not show. Instead she automatically held onto my arm every time the train jerked.
We picked a ramen joint and waited about 10 minutes before we got a seat.
The conversation between us never stopped. I asked about her family and found out that her Dad is a pilot with a regional airline while her mum is a housewife.
James : Wow… you must get to travel free often..
Celeste : Haha… my dad flies the plane…. He doesn’t own the airlines.
She revealed that she was lucky to have visited quite a few places, in fact almost every continent.
It was then I realised how mountain turtle I was.
James : I’ve… never been out of southeast asia… the furthest I went was Taiwan.
Celeste : Sure have chance one la…
I too shared a little about my family.
James : My dad is in transportation too. He drives a cab…..
She laughed as she tried to finish a stray strand of ramen.
Celeste : Really ? …. You must get to travel around free very often… haha
I gave a nonchalant shrug.
James : My dad drives the cab…. He doesn’t own the cab company…
That set off another round of laugher and Celeste kicked me with her feet.
James : Well… I’m lucky I guess, I’ve been almost every estate in Singapore…
She took a while before she composed herself and added.
Celeste : You are full of rubbish James…. Like what Ella told me…
I was pretty curious about what Ella told her, you see, the impression of what Ella has on me stand to influence what Celeste would think about me.
As casual as I could, I probed what Ella had told Celeste about me.
There was a naughty twinkle in her eyes as she laughed and pretended to not hear my question.
James : Oei… don’t pretend you can’t hear me .
Celeste : haha
She chuckled before thinking about the reply she was going to give.
Celeste : To sum it up………. She said you are not boyfriend material. Haha..
I digested the words and nodded my head looking into the distance.
Celeste tapped my on my arm, as if she was worried I’m affected by what she said .
Celeste : Oei… you ok ?
I nodded and told Celeste that I kind of agree with what Ella said and she just laughed.
I offered to pay for lunch but Celeste insisted on paying for her share.
We chatted and took a slow walk to Chinatown. As fate would have it we pass by an adult shop that sells sex toys.
I took a casual glance and Celeste caught me looking before jabbing me in the side of my ribs.
Celeste : Is that all you think about ? haha.
James : I smiled and nodded gently….. everyday…. I think about buying up small shops like this….. and become a landlord.
Celeste laughed before jumping a little, hooking her arm around my neck and followed through with a mock strangle.
Celeste : ARghhh… talk to you will vomit blood sometimes James.. haha.
We continued our stroll and I took the opportunity to tease Celeste about the subject.
James : So… how do you…. Envision ….. it to be since you…..?
She shot me look from the corner of her eye before breaking into a sly smile, instantly catching on to what I’m asking.
She thought about it for a moment before replying.
Celeste : A castle, rose petals scattered all over, champagne, and knight in shinning armour.
I tried to hold back my laughter and replied.
James : Reality sometimes is a bit different from fairy tale my dear Celeste.. ha.
She ignored my jibe and tried to dig information out from me.
Celeste : So…. you must have experienced this reality ….. pretty frequently…
I gave her a shock look and denied for obvious reasons.
James : Of course not….. what makes you think that way of me…
She probed further, not giving up easily.
Celeste : You just strike me as someone who…… how do I put it…
She looked around the street before completing her sentence.
Celeste : become a knight frequently…. Haha
I laughed and denied her accusations.
James : I’ve never been a fan of medieval cosplay.
After a little further probing, I told Celeste I’ve been in a couple of relationships before. She volunteered her own count at 2, and that includes secondary school romance.
Her last relationship ended when her boyfriend went overseas for studies.
James : Hmm… not that it’s my business but aren’t there any… couple bonding activities at all ? haha
She refused to answer my question and gave me a kick on my shin.
Celeste and I may have only spent a few hours together but the vibe we are getting off certainly doesn’t look that way.
It felt like we were already in the middle of our honeymoon phase, the sweet beginning of every relationship.
The funny way she dragged me into a stall and made me try on a weird t-shirt, to the way she tried to push my ice cream cone onto my face, and she even bought me a straw hat when I commented the weather was hot.
Celeste : Nah.. wear it.
I too made Celeste change into auntie looking tops and forced her to take a few photos but she was sporting enough to do it.
We started to make our way back to Punggol as Celeste promised to have dinner with her mum.
By the time we got to the bottom of her flat at 6.15pm, our footsteps slowed considerably.
Each pace I put in front of me made me nervous.
I don’t want to be dramatic and say something like I fell in love with her, she is the apple of my eye or something dumb but the truth is, I enjoyed spending time with her.
I really do.
That was some fine company on a good Saturday afternoon and I really enjoyed it.
I enjoyed it so much that I’m reluctant to let it end.
We got into the lift and our conversation stopped.
For the first time that day, we stopped teasing each other, we stop chatting, we stopped laughing.
There was this tension in the air that I found it hard to describe.
This sour tickle in my stomach, the lump in my throat.
I held the door open as Celeste stepped out into the lift landing with me following closely behind.
I decided that was it. The most I get rejected, maybe a slap but if I never tried, I will never know.
I reached for Celeste’s hand and held it.
She did not stop walking, but continued on a step or so, I expected her to shrug me off but that did not happen.
Instead our hands extended straight out all the way and Celeste let the resulting hold of my hand pulled her back as she turned and face me.
Her eyes looked away immediately and she stared at the lift behind me and asked.
Celeste : What….is this…. Suppose to mean ? …
She brushed her fringe behind her ears and I could see her eyes searching for something to look at.
Anything but at me.
Before I could speak, she blurted out again and I could tell she was nervous.
The thing was that I am nervous too and I’m trying hard not to show it. In fact I felt like peeing.
Celeste : I….. i.. haha… Ella warned me….
I knew I had to stop her straying thoughts fast and I place both my hands on her shoulders, and I spoke to her as gentle as I could.
James : I admit….. I’m not really boyfriend material…… but there is a good reason for this…
She looked at me eagerly as I continued.
James : That’s because I’m….husband material…
She laughed and pushed herself away from me but I pulled her back towards me. This time round I tested my luck and place 1 hand on her waist and just brought her close.
We spent about 2 seconds staring at each other before I let her go, it’s too early for anything physical but the connection was definitely there.
I did a dramatic bow before I kissed Celeste on her hand and let her go, there was no words in my limited vocabulary I could use to describe that radiant smile on her face that evening.
That alluring smile with a twinkle of mischief in her eyes.
Right before we parted, Celeste added.
Celeste : What about my castle ? ….. haha my rose petals… ?
I turned around and gave a cocksure look and told her not to worry.
James : I’ll build you a castle. Not a problem.
Celeste : How long would that take ? hahah.
James : 1 week. It’ll be ready by our next date.
I gave her a wink as the lift door close with Celeste’s laugher echoing inside the lift.
The moment I landed on the ground floor, I cursed myself at my stupidity.
Talking about firing cannon, I must have just fired off a big round from one.
Where the fuck do I find a castle in Singapore ?
And I’m not talking about building one with sand.
Even if there is one, I would probably be arrested if I try to have sex inside it.
I was grumbling under my breath when my phone rang and it’s a number I don’t recognise.
I picked it up and was surprised it was Ella. It must be her home number.
Ella : James ? ….. we need to talk.
James : What happened ?
Ella went on to tell me that there was no way of avoiding Walter when she goes back to work on Monday, and it’s going to be awkward.
Ella : Any ideas ?
James : What’s in it for me ? …
Inside my heart, I was actually a little unhappy about how she portrayed me in front of Celeste.
Ella : What do you want ? ..
I flagged a cab and replied.
James : I want a castle…. Preferably commissioned, designed, built and can obtain TOP by next week.
As I got into the cab, blood started flowing into my manhood as images after images of what Ella said started forming inside my head.
I had to hear it again from Ella just to be sure.
James : Say that again….. what did you just say ?
Ella : Those kids bouncy castle can or not…….?
Ella : Why ? You want to sit on a throne and pretend you’re a king ?
James : Haha…... I don’t have what it takes to play that game.
Ella : You happy can liao la…. So how…. Help me think of something….
A smile slowly broke on my face and I agreed to meet Ella for a chat on Sunday evening.
James : One more thing…. Don’t bad mouth me in front of Celeste.
Ella : Haha… then treat me better…..I’ll help you with Celeste.
I laughed and I hung up after saying goodbye.
I got home and started to seriously think about the Walter situation.
It's not going to be easy dealing with him.