My Brother and Sister in law

[ilikeoldchangke]

I met Gillian during an IT show back in 2005.

I was quite happy that I got a sweet looking girl standing by my side for my dull job and needless to say, I made my move. She was shy, not very chatty but I could see the sparkle in her eyes whenever I made a corny remark that made her laugh.


Gillian was not the prettiest of the lot, neither is she wearing a short skirt with brands endorsements like some of the models, Gillian was just in a plain T-shirt and Jeans.

Her hair was just healthy and black, while the models hair were all nicely done with sparkles and dyes, I felt Gillian stood out among the rest with her natural black hair.

She had a natural glow on her cheeks and her eye lashes were naturally long without using any extension.



My friends went all out during the IT weekend, chatting with the models while I’m contented with just a bit of teasing and joking around with Gillian.


We kept in contact after that weekend through Friendster and multiply.


Before I knew it, Gillian and I were dating even though she was preparing for her final year in NUS.


I knew her parents objected to her being in a relationship from our conversations so I made sure she was always back in front of her doorstep in Jurong 30 minutes before her curfew.


Her parents were strict with her and she hardly gets to stay out late even though she’s turning 22.


10pm was the time when the carriage changed into a pumpkin for Gillian. Which meant the 15 minutes walk from Jurong East MRT had to start at 9.15pm every evening we dated.


I knew being on time meant a lot to Gillian and her family so most of the meals and dating happened in the western side of Singapore.

Being late was never an option.




I was never invited in for a drink even though I could feel a pair of eyes tracking our every move whenever we are near the estate.

Her dad has a habit of perching by the window, staring at the pathway which led to her block every evening without fail. I came to know much later that he loved the natural breeze on his face as he enjoy his single malt.

And I always wondered how much natural breeze can you get at the 4th storey.

There was no goodnight kiss for me and Gilliang, no making out at the staircase, no grabbing of her bums.
We just held hands, whenever I send her back.


Getting caught in a compromising position was again… not an option.





Her house gate was always opened when the lift opened, probably her dad trying to tell me he’s keeping an eye on me.

If only he knew his daughter’s legs were always open whenever she was at my place, if it was not her legs, then it was her mouth.

Despite the various strict rules and bull shit, Gillian and I still managed to continue our relationship.



Thankfully, Gillian did rather well for her finals and her parents were quite happy with her results. Her curfew was extended to 11pm the moment she found a job 1 month after graduation.

Part of her first paycheck was spent on a hotel room where we made out like sex starved bunnies, she felt bad it was always me paying for the rooms when we were dating.

As I walked through the entrance of Mandarin Oriental, I can’t help but felt a little weird, we usually used the back and discreet entrance of hotels either in kovan or Balastier.

As I came amidst fits of spasm and groans that evening, it dawned on me for the first time the difference in spending power between us.





June 2006

I was feeling a little nervous as I walked towards the old dim sum restaurant that Saturday morning. I’ve been to the red star a few times but that morning was a little different.

It was the first time I’m meeting my girlfriend’s parents and family so I was feeling a bit jittery. After dating for more than a year, Gillian’s parents finally brought up the topic of meeting me for breakfast.

Their breakfast timing , 7am.

Who in the world meets their daughter’s bf for breakfast ?



I knew it was not just a matter of having tea and dim sum, knowing her dad, there’s bound to be some hidden tests and crap. I recalled the times when she told me about the route and trials her sister’s boyfriend had to take to be accepted and I felt a shiver down my spine.


I made sure I got on the first train that left my place in Bedok and did a transfer to get to Chinatown. I was ridiculously early, reaching the restaurant at 6.20am even after taking a dump in the toilet.


The staircase outside the restaurant was empty with exception of me and another guy who was leaning against the wall, trying to catch a few more winks.


I hung around the staircase and dropped Gillian a text saying I’m already there. I got a reply almost immediately saying that they are on their way too.


At 6.55am , I watched her dad’s car reverse into the lot near where I was standing.

As the doors opened, I adjusted my top, checked my bearing and watched the family exited the car.


I saw Gillian gave me a wink and a smile before talking to her mum. Another girl which I recognized as her elder sister followed closely. I’ve only seen pictures of her and that was the first time I saw her sister in person despite a one year relationship with Gillian.


The sisters shared the same smile and dimples and they are the same height. I knew from Gillan they shared the same shoes, clothes, even bra size.

Sometimes I wondered if the sisters moaned the same way, if their love juice is equally sweet, if they like the same position and do they look the same when they cum.



Her dad was up front and I extended my hand first, introducing myself to him.
I shook her Dad’s hand and we exchanged greetings.

I greeted her mum and shook her hand too.

Her sister smiled at me and spoke.


Sylvia : Hi James, heard a lot about you.

I shook her hand too and I could smell the fresh morning shampoo coming from her hair that is still a little damp.

Gillian followed closely behind and I could smell the same fresh morning fragrant from her as well.




I saw the guy who was trying to catch a few extra winks in the middle of the staircase now up on his feet and he waved at us.

He did not shake hands with anyone but he waved and said hi.




I saw Sylvia went forward for a hug and introduced the guy to me.
Sylvia : James, meet my fiancé, Joe.


Our eyes met and I shook hands with Joe.


As the family went into the restaurant, Joe hung back a little, chatting with me. A little bit of intro here and there, pleasant greetings and stuff.


As the staff led us to the table, Joe spoke to me in a hush voice.


Joe : Bro, how ? Worse than interview right ? haha

James : Eh ok la, quite stressful and weird eh. Haha.

Joe : don’t worry, it’ll pass.



I did not have much appetite but I forced myself to eat a little. Gillian’s dad steered and controlled most of the conversations around the table.

I am not stupid, the way he structured and organized his words, multiple hints were dropped my way regarding his expectations for his daughters’ partner.
He is good at digging information subtly, forming his sentences in a way that coaxes information out from the other party.

I went with the flow and answered as casually as I could.

Although I felt the stress, I can’t help but concede that Gillian’s dad is a smooth talker.




1 hour into breakfast, I felt the worse is over as we sipped our tea, the ‘interview’ giving way to lighter topics like the new casinos and IRs the country will be having.




8.20am

We got the bill and left the place together.

I felt my heart lighten considerably once we parted ways with Gillian’s parents.

We headed over to my place and by 11.30am, my testicles lightened considerably too.





September 2006

Since that first meetup with her family, I hung out more and more with Sylvia and Joe. I did not know why but I was rather comfortable with them. They were easy going, funny and they’re rather generous with their spending.


I don’t want to sound cheap but sometimes I’m quite happy they settled the bill.


I always insisted we split the bill whenever we eat out, but Sylvia and Joe refused to have any of it. I don’t earn much with my diploma but still I’m not someone who sponge off others. There are times I felt a little uncomfortable as they frequent restaurants that are quite expensive.

I don’t think I can suka suka afford $30 pasta or $40 steaks.


It was with much effort I managed to steer their taste buds towards hawker fare.

And thankfully, they did not fight for the bill at the hawker centre as they left the ordering to me and I always manage to pay upfront upon ordering.
I brought them all over the island, trying out different hawker food that were cheap and good and they loved it.





July 2007

During one particular ‘Hawker food tour’ , we embarked on a new chapter and we expanded the boundaries of our common topic.
For Me and Joe that is.

Joe and I have hit it off well since we met, we’re both from the typical neighbourhood schools that’s not exactly known for producing elites. He’s 3 years my senior and I felt like he’s the brother I never had. We had a lot of common topics but there was one topic that would be more common than the others.



Sex.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I remembered it was a Saturday evening and we were having Tze char at the coffee shop opposite Punggol Park after a jog. The girls went to the car to get some stuff, leaving Joe and me finishing up the leftovers.



I was cutting up what was left of the yam ring when Joe suddenly brought up the subject.



Joe : Eh James. Ask you something.

James : Yeah ?

Joe : How is Gillian …. Ermm.. how should I put it… when you all are intimate ?




I was a little taken aback at that question and instinctively I looked around, checking for the girls.


James : You meant what ? Like sex ?





Joe laughed and he looked around the coffee shop too before adding.


Joe : What else can it be ? haha.


He gave me a jab on my elbow with his .





Joe : How ? Just curious how is it like . The 2 sisters are similar in so many ways.


I thought about the question a while before replying and asking the question I’ve kept in my heart for the longest time



James : She’s ok…. .. ermm.. how’s Sylvia ?

I saw Joe’s smile widen considerably as he nodded his head towards the returning girls.


Joe : We have a lot to talk about bro….




I directed my sight towards the 2 girls coming towards us, so did a few of the other patrons from the coffee shop. Gillian and Sylvia were both in similar black running shorts and a tank top. Grey for Sylvia, white for Gillian.


Their hair was tied up in a similar fashion, a messy bun, and I noticed for the first time Sylvia wore her watch on her right wrist, a similar design to Gillian’s which was worn on the left.


As the girls sat down and crossed their legs, I can’t help but realised that they looked like an mirror image of each other from certain angles.


We chatted for a while longer before getting the bill.



Joe and I hung back and let the girls went ahead, I directed my attention to Sylvia’s bums, watching them move with every step she took.


I traced her contours with my eyes, looking at her thighs and calves, I would be lying if I said I’ve never fantasized about my gf’s sister.


Truth is sometimes I think about Sylvia while fucking Gillian.


There is this air of maturity from Sylvia that seemed to draw me close.




As Joe unlocked his car to allow the girls in, I added softly.

James : Yup, I also think we got a lot to talk about.






We parted ways and Joe dropped me a sms on Sunday evening.


22 July 2007

Sunday
10.30pm



Joe sms : Lim kopi mai ? Pick you up in 30minutes.


I agreed to meet Joe that evening despite have an early work trip the next morning.


Joe was already waiting when I got to the carpark of my block. I could not remember how the conversation began and the only think that was clear was how awkward the conversation was in the car.


Joe : Ehh. So how ?

James : Ehh. I also donno. A bit weird leh haha

Joe : I think so too. Haha



Only upon ordering our the tarik at Simpang bedok did we open up a bit more.


And the moment the flood gates opened, the water just kept gushing.


I told Joe how I took Gillian for the first time in my room one rainy weekend afternoon and he listened with glee as I described to the best of my ability the positions we ended up in.


Joe reciprocated with his first time with Sylvia in his car in an industrial estate.
We exchanged stories, sex scenes, likes and dislikes the girls have and we were both surprised how similar they were.



11.45pm.

It came to a point when we were both dry of words and the awkwardness returned.


James : Eh.. late liao. Let’s call it a night ?

Joe : Alright , let’s go.




12.05am

As Joe drew up near my block, he spoke something that really churned my stomach and made me felt like peeing in my pants.

Joe : James ar…. As you know … Sylvia and I are getting married in a couple of months.

Joe : I’m thinking we should have a bit of fun. What say you ?


My fingers were already hesitating at the lever to open the car door, but somehow my curiosity made me stay.

He smiled and spoke the words so vile and sick that gave me a sudden erection in his car and corrupted my innocent mind forever.


It gave me sick thoughts, conjured up sick images that sent more blood to my erection. It’s what we would call 变态，yet somehow I felt this sense of anticipation and curiosity.


I nodded my head and replied.


James : On.

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[ilikeoldchangke]

I immediately went to my wardrobe and checked out the stash of Gillian’s clothes. Although she’s not allowed to stay over, she kept a supply of clothes in my room for special occasions.


Occasions such as ‘ chalet with friends’ , ‘ company retreat’ and of course some workout gear since we jog together often.


I finally dug out the 3 underwear she had in my room and Joe’s words came back to my mind. I’ve never indulged in the habit of sniffing of masturbating to Gillian’s underwear, what’s the point of doing that when I get to fuck her ?

But when Joe asked if I’m interested in Sylvia’s underwear, I felt this strange sense of emotions creeping up my head.

Both my heads that is.



Gillian’s underwear is simple, nothing fancy, no slutty lace but it ain’t no granny panties as well. They were simple and chic, either boyshorts or bikini cut with seamless edges for all.


I held up one grey boyshorts I particularly liked, I loved the way some of her butt cheeks spill just that teeny bit out when she wore it.

Images of the last fuck after our run came flooding into my mind as I tried to recall the sensation when I came.



I packed the undies away and went to bed, thinking about Joe’s offer to trade the girls underwear.


Truthfully, I have no idea why I wanted Sylvia’s underwear.

But I went to bed thinking of it.


Thinking of how the texture would feel between my fingers, how would it differ from Gillian’s. How would the design be like.

And of course, how would it smell like.


I felt a mix of disgust at my thoughts, although I’m not a holy saint of sorts, but such imagery and ideas never once crossed my mind.

Yes I’m horny and all, but I just wanted to fuck.



And yet just the idea of having Sylvia’s underwear is making me lose precious sleep.




4th August 2007
Saturday.

Joe gave me a wink when the girls were not looking that day when we met up in Chinatown for lunch. Everything was normal, nothing seemed different between Joe and I as we chatted.


Neither one of us made any mention of the private conversations we had a couple of weeks back.



8.30pm

We finally got a private moment when the girls went to the washroom, and Joe asked me how is it.



I told him yes I have a few underwear of Gillian’s at my place and I think I could sneak one out without her knowing.

Joe : Hmm, you mean new one ?

James : What do you meant new one ? as in brand new with tag ? .


Joe sniggered softly and added.
Joe : Don’t be idoit lah, I meant Gillian wear before one or not ?

Joe : As in unwashed one.



Thinking back, I was really an ignorant and innocent boy back then. How could I have not known it’s about exchanging worn undies?

I felt a sudden surge in excitement yet again as my mind churned out new possibilities and scenarios, sending more blood to my manhood.

It’s a sick thought, a sick act, yet the very idea of it is giving me a brain fuck I could not explain with words.



James : erm but how ? Gillian usually washes it after she should then hang up to dry.

Joe : Don’t be cock James, I’m sure you can find a way.



I saw the girls coming towards us from a distance away and I figured there was still time for a couple of sentences.

James : Then Sylvia’s one how ? it’ll be … worn one too ?

Joe rolled his eyes at me and said of course before tapping me to indicate the conversation is over.




9.15pm.

We were about to part ways , Joe and Sylvia heading to meet some friends while I’m having some alone time with Gillian before her 11pm curfew.


Right when we were saying our goodbyes, I overheard Sylvia ask her sister what she’s going to be doing the next day. I did not know what was going through my mind but the moment I saw Gillian shrugged her shoulders, words just spurted out from my mouth.


James : Shall we go swim tomorrow ?

I felt 3 pairs of eyes turning towards me and the widened in unison. Although we’ve been hanging out for a while, we’ve never swam together before.

Hell I’ve swam with Gillian only when we got a room in the hotel.

Sylvia : Ermm…. Okay… that’s something new.




Gillian was just giving me a weird look and she commented that it’s quite weird to go swim. There’s hardly going to be any interaction between us all if we do.

I must have seemed a little silly and lost when Joe came to my rescue.



Joe : Tell you guys what.
He paused for effect before adding.

Joe : Let’s head to wild wild wet .



Surprisingly the girls agreed..

When their heads were turned, Joe gave me a wink and I returned a smile.


Right before we parted ways, Joe added a quick whisper.

Joe : Figure out the rest yah .. haha .



I sent Gillian back to her place before I took the long journey back to Bedok. I managed to get a seat and my thoughts started to drift.

I felt as if I was going through puberty again, my mind thinking of things I’ve never thought before. The overall feeling was weird, yet I felt aroused by it.



5th August 2007

Sunday
10.45am



I got to the theme park first as Joe is picking up the sisters. The sun looked bright and cheerful that Sunday morning.



11.20am

I saw Joe and the girls walking towards me, waving and gesturing to the queue at the ticket booth. I got in line and they joined me barely 30 seconds later.

I did not even bother to look at what Gillian was wearing that day, instead my eyes darted secretly to the bright orange patch that is showing from underneath Sylvia’s white T-shirt.



There was nothing much to be said about the girls bikini. They were afterall, just bikinis.

Sylvia’s in neon orange, and Gillian’s one in neon pink.



I was sure Joe noticed my darting eyes towards Sylvia’s orange, just as sure as I was towards Joe’s looks at Gillian’s pink.


We hung around for a while, trying out the various slides and all before we parted ways and decided on a meeting point in 2 hours time.



1.30 pm
It did not take long for us to grow a little bored of the theme park. We bumped into each other a couple of times as we wandered around the area.

As we were making our way towards the agreed meeting point, something caught my attention.

And in that instance, something clicked in my head.



2.00 pm

As we were showering, Joe asked if I have anything up my sleeves, I told him I’ve got an idea.


I asked about his plans and he just waved a no problem casually.


I came out of the bathroom with my wet broadshorts and trunks in my hand, the water still dripping onto the floor beside me. Joe came up beside me and from the look on his face, he must have figured out what I was up to.


Gillian came out of the bathroom barely a min later, still trying to dry her hair with her towel.


James : Er dear ar, I got no plastic bag for the wet clothes…

My girlfriend took a look and without thinking much, retrieved the bag she had and passed it to me.

I felt my heartbeat increased as I took over the bag with her worn and wet bikini.



I made up an excuse of wringing my clothes dry a little more and headed back into the bathroom. I put my wet clothes into a separate bag and kept both plastic into my backpack.


I came out, giving Joe a look of triumph and satisfaction and of course, a wink.
Joe just smiled and said nothing.



I saw Sylvia came out a moment later and she passed a plastic bag to Joe.
He kept it into his sling bag without a word and off we went for lunch.


5.30pm
We decided to call it a day and send the girls back to Jurong.

The girls slept during the long car ride but I was wide awake, thinking of what’s going to happen next.

Will they ask for their clothes when they leave the car ?

Will they grab another plastic bag from their place to separate the clothes ?



I could hardly breath when we pulled into the girls’ carpark.

Joe was smooth , he hugged Sylvia and said his goodbye, I gave Gillian a hug too. I could feel my heart thumping against my ribcage as I watch the girls head towards the lift lobby, only when the lift door close did I dare to breath.


Joe motioned me into the car and we stopped at Lavender, near his place.
Joe : Bro, relax, you seemed so tensed up…. Buay zai leh you.


James : How to relax ? this is so crazy leh. What if the girls find out ?


He just laughed and shook his head.

Joe popped opened the trunk and there laid all our bags.


We exchanged plastic bags and shook hands.

Joe : Pleasure doing business with you James .

I stared at that damp neon orange in the bag, together with Sylvia’s short broadshorts and towel and replied a little slowly.

James : Pleasure is mine.


I was about to turn and make my way to the train when Joe added.

Joe : Bro... This is not going to be a one off thing yah.. ?


My mind was already wandering off to what will i be doing with Sylvia's worn clothes but i managed a reply.

James : Of course not bro... Of course not...

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[ilikeoldchangke]

I went into my room immediately upon reaching home and locked the door behind me even though I’m the only one in the house.

My mind conjured up several disturbing thoughts en route home and I have yet to decide which one I would like to be first.


I couldn’t recall what was going through my mind but the first thing I did was to remove all article of clothing from my body before sitting down on my bed, Sylvia’s bag of damp clothes in hand.


I rolled back the plastic slowly, removing the top most layer .


The damp and moisture towel felt strange in my hands and I felt the ends of it caressing my erected dick as I brought it to my nose. I could smell faint scent of chlorine and mixed within the musty dampness, is the scent of Sylvia.


It was a feeling not unlike discovering masturbation back in secondary school.


I took a few more whiffs and sniffs of the towel, my mind reeling from the sick act. I left the towel aside and took out Sylvia’s broadshorts which is tangled with her bikini bottom.


She must have removed both articles at one, her fingers pushing them down together down her thighs, sliding them down her wet calves before lifting her feet up. I replayed the image over and over again in my mind and I took a cautious whiff.


I untangled the bikini bottom from the shorts and I straightened it out, holding it upright similar to what it would have looked like if Sylvia was wearing them. Pouting my lips, I kissed the swimwear, imagining the love hole hidden behind that soft fabric.


Flipping it inside out, I debated licking or sniffing the patch which would be in maximum contact with her vagina.

I brought my nose close first, before pressing down fully onto it, the act sending waves of sick pleasure to my brain.

I lick the patch shortly after, tasting and swallowing mouthfuls of saliva.


I gave out a weird laugh in the room, part of me thinking how sick and desperate

I must be to be doing this yet a darker part of me actually found satisfaction.
Satisfaction that I would usually find only in an orgasm.


Bringing up the last article, the lightly padded cups of the bikini, I cupped it over my nose as images of Sylvia filled my mind.


As if the perverse nature of what I’m doing was not enough, I actually stood up and tried to wear Sylvia’s bikini bottom. I gave up half way through, not willing to stretch and damage the bottom.



I masturbated myself, yet I did not release that evening.



I slept with Sylvia’s bikini cupped over my dick and released a thick glob of semen into the pocket of her broadshorts the next morning before I went to work.



Releasing seemed to bring back some form of normalcy and I quickly washed Sylvia’s clothings before hanging them up in a corner of my room to dry.




I only got a message mid day on Monday from Gillian to remind me to make sure her clothes are properly washed and dried.

I reminded Joe to make sure Gillian's stuff is properly cleaned and returned and he said something similar for Sylvia's stuff.



9th August 2007


As the nation celebrated it’s birthday. Joe and I took a brief moment to exchanged washed and properly processed clothings.



That marked the first of many such attempts to steal and secret the girls panty, bras, swimwear, even used pads for our sick perverse acts.


Joe and I grew closer than before and we would meet up even without the girls to chit chat and discuss future plans.



Janurary 2008

It was 3 months before Joe and Sylvia’s wedding and the preparations were in full force.


I felt I was gradually being accepted by the girls’ parents as Gillian’s curfew was no longer in effect although she had to call in advance if she was staying out beyond 12am.


The doors to her house no longer remained open that often when I walked her back.


I was very much involved with the wedding prep together with the rest of the family, already being one of Joe’s gate crash brothers, I was heavy with various responsibility, from remembering the number of oranges to bring back to the sequences of events for the big day.


Joe and I continued the undergarment exchange as frequent as we could.
Barely a few months and I have formed a pretty good idea of the kind of undergarments that Sylvia fancies.

She liked her laces for work, her seamless boyshorts during her period and on occasions, she was coaxed to go bare by Joe.



I knew in advance whenever she was pantyless and in her skirt. Joe would gave me a heads up and I would be spending much time trying to catch a peek but it was no easy task. Sylvia was no ruffian who sits with her legs wide apart, despite without an underwear and in skirt, she was still very ladylike.


Gentle in her actions, measured in her movements.

Graceful is the word.



Yet graceful and gentle moves would not save you from the killer escalator at Lido.


I recalled one such instance when we were all on leave for a particular weekday afternoon. Joe gave me the heads up that commando is in bound.

Joe guided Sylvia ahead and drew her attention to the ongoing sale in the atrium.



I waited a few seconds before taking my step forward, turning Gillian to face me as I gave her a hug.


And as I ascended up the escalator, I caught a few seconds of butt cheeks before Sylvia’s hand pressed down on her skirt and she turned around to check if her modesty was still present.


I directed my eyes and sight to Gillian, pretending to steal kisses and pecks, yet images of Sylvia’s butt cheeks was all I saw in Gillian’s eyes.




March 2008

Two weeks before Joe’s big day, there was a briefing for all the brothers.

Two hours into it, we all knew what were our tasks for the big day




One week before the wedding, there was a family meeting.

One hour into it and the girls' parents made their expectations clear.





2 days before Joe’s wedding on the first week of April, there was another briefing.


For me .


2 sentences from Joe and i knew i'm in.

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[ilikeoldchangke]

April 2008
Saturday morning.


I woke up at 3.30 am, feeling excited and energized. I barely had 4 hours of sleep but I did not feel tired at all. Perhaps it’s the thought of impending plans and excitement that kept me going.

I double checked my overnight bag I packed just a few hours ago and went for a quick shower.


By 4.15am, I’m on a cab towards Lavender , Joe’s place.



I was one of the first brother to reach his place at 4.45am. His family is already up and I greeted his parents as they offered me coffee and some dessert soup.

Joe came out of his room moments later, his tie undone around his neck.
We smiled at each other and I congratulated him on his big day.



The last of the 5 brothers arrived at 5.10am and we concluded breakfast and some short discussion by 5.30am.


I was the only one that did not own a car so I’m tasked with some bags and will be following the main bridal car driven by another brother, Steve.

I loaded the trunk and got into the passenger seat and waited for the vehicles to form up.


I could see Joe was a little nervous, as all grooms should be on their big day. He was perspiring and asked for the temperature to be lowered. We had a bit of small talk and the convoy was ready to move out at 5.40am.


There was the lead bridal car, followed by 3 Bmw.

We waited on the quiet road, headlights off, engine running.



Signs of life were slowly creeping out onto the streets, an old man pushing his cart of cardboards, a couple of workers in uniforms. Some early birds up for their walks in their workout gear.



5.45am.

Steve turned to check with Joe and confirmed it’s the move out time.


He rolled down the driver window and stuck his arm out, giving a thumbs up sign. I felt the small street light up with the car beams and the lead car turned out of the estate.


Inside my head was a constant juggle of information. I had to remember my role as one of the lead brothers yet I can’t help but think of the fun and perverse acts Joe and I will be doing that evening. I felt excitement and anxiety come in erratic waves, sending sudden surge of blood to my manhood before ebbing away.


We arrive at the bride’s at 6.20am.

10 minutes ahead of schedule.



We waited a distance away and waited for the time to pass before we sounded the horn, announcing our arrival.


The gate crash was pleasant and smooth, the games designed to test the intellect of the brothers , way better than some who’s just out to humiliate and embarrass the groom.


We solved puzzles, did a funny charade, and sang a song.


7.15am
The games were concluded, hongbao price agreed upon and the door was opened.


As the groom proceeded with his duties, I immediately went to Gillian’s room and looked for the bags that I was supposed to bring down to the hotel.


Gillian’s overnight bag, her parents small suitcase, and how can I miss out….. Sylvia’s overnight bag.



I saw the colourful key chain with Sylvia’s name dangling from the zip and I felt an erection stirring. Stealing a quick peck on the cheek with my girl, I grabbed the bags and loaded them into the first bmw.



I made sure no one was looking as I switch a laced blue bra holder from Sylvia’s bridal bag into the overnight bag before closing the trunk.


Coming out into the living room, I caught sight of Sylvia and felt air being knocked out of my lungs. She looked gorgeous in her gown. Her shoulders and back smooth and white, no moles, no unsightly pores. Her hair nicely curled at the ends, a few of them bounced with each step.


The bust of the gown seemed adequately filled, leaving much to the imagination of anyone looking at Sylvia yet the small slit that splits down in the middle offers that little window of opportunity for a glimpse.

You can hardly see anything, it was meant to tempt the mind, fuck with your head and make you envy the groom.



And as far as I could see, that slit drew the envy of all the brothers.

The gown tapered down , before opening up into a fluffy bottom, no doubt supported by a cancan.



8.30am

Groom’s place already filled with relatives waiting for tea ceremony when we arrived.


10.15am
Back to Brides place for tea ceremony.


11.45am
Several sisters of the bride, including Gillian knocked out in the car as we made our way to the hotel.


12.30pm

As the entourage unloaded the bags, Joe and I went to meet the manager to get our rooms sorted out.


12.45pm.
The bridal suite is ready but the rest of the rooms will take a while longer. I was tasked to wait with the manager while Joe will go on ahead to the suite.



1.30pm.


All the rooms are allocated, and we have a couple of hours to rest. Gillian and I had our own room as we’re staying for the night. As we heading towards the lift, I overhead the brothers trying to jio the sisters to Zouk later that evening.

Afterall, it’s right beside the hotel.



I placed the girl’s parents’ suitcase in their room before heading to my with the rest of the overnight bags





1.50pm.

Gillian recognized the look on my face and shook her head immediately.

Gillian : Don’t want la Dear, you better rest. Long evening ahead.



I continued to give her the silly smile I had and I made my move. The sisters for the bride were all in similar peach coloured dress, ending a modest 1 inch above the knees.

Gillian tried to push me away but I managed to have my way, once my fingers round her spot, she let herself go and left her body to my advances.

I knew the zones to go to, roaming my fingers and hand on her body.


I felt like I was playing an instrument, my fingers plucking away at the notes , listening to the audio pleasures it brings.

The small exhale of breath, that sharp intake of air.

That small twitch, the slow parting of Gillian’s legs.

I massaged and played with her swollen clit through her underwear, watching the damp patch grow and spread throughout the region.



I could smell the fragrant love secretion brought about by my fingers and I felt my dick stiring, roaring to go.



But I can’t

I continued my motion, teasing and coaxing more and more natural lub from Gillian’s love hole. I knew she was almost over the cliff and when I’m satisfied with the state the underwear was in, I gave her that gentle push across the cliff and her eyes suddenly opened and she grabbed down on my arms.



Moaning and groaning in my lap.

I cradled Gillian in my arms and we cuddled up in the room for a few minutes.

I helped her remove her wet and sticky panty, stained with her love juice, before lifting her dress off her.

Her strapless white bra followed shortly after and she adjusted her naked body on the bed.

Tempting me to make my move.


I stole a quick look at the time and the clock read 2.25 pm.

My estimation was a bit off.

I pretended to make my move on Gillian, trying to take it slow although she kept tempting me to put it in. I knew if I did, I won’t be able to stop.

I just need to hang on for 5 more minutes.

[ilikeoldchangke]

2.30pm.
Gillian’s phone rang and she scrambled to pick up the call.


I knew it was Joe. We had arranged it previously for the calls to arrive at 2.30, 2.40 , 2.50 and 3.00.


I was feeling thankful that we got it in the first shot.



30 seconds later, Gillian said she needed to head over to the suite to help her sis with some stuff.

She was picking up the clothes from the floor when I told her to just leave it. I’ll take care of them.



She was already putting on her bra but when she appraised the state of her underwear, she left it on the bed and went to the bathroom.


I heard the water come on and I went to Gillian’s overnight bag and dug out a new pair of undies for her.


Sliding them on, I helped her with the dress before she slipped on her heels and left the room.


I took a picture of the stained underwear and sent it to Joe’s email. We agreed no mms as it was dangerous.



2.45pm

Gillian came back to the room and said she needed to shower before heading back to her sis’s room. Joe needed her to be by her sister’s side as her makeup was being done while he checked the room for the ROM ceremony.

The original sister tasked with that was reassigned.


I nodded and pretended to be a little sad that I can’t finish what we started earlier.



3.10pm
Gillian left the room with her gown and heels in hand


3.15pm

Joe arrived in my room and we exchanged sly grins

We headed over to Sylvia’s overnight stash together and Joe unzipped the bra holder to confirm the contents.

Joe : Ok, later you'll need to bring this back up, you can return the stash at the same time.


Joe : Ok, laundry bag is inside the OG bag. I put it inside the cupboard beside the safe. On top are the ribbons and balloons.


I left Joe in my room and proceeded to check that all was in order for the ROM ceremony at the function room below.



3.45pm

Joe joined me in the function room and said Sylvia has started her makeup. It would take about an hour , perhaps more.

I nodded and went up to the bridal suite and hit the doorbell.

I informed the girls that all is in order for the ROM later, remember to bring down the certs and their ICs for the ceremony.


I lingered around a little, making a bit of conversation as my eyes stole glances at the dressing gown Sylvia was in while her makeup was being done.


I pretended to grab something for Joe and I searched for the bag in the cupboard.


I walked casually out of the bridal suite and went back to my room.

I checked the bathroom and saw Gillian’s underwear washed and hung up on the clothesline.

I locked the door and checked the timing again.


I was perspiring as I dug out the laundry bag right at the bottom of the paper bag.



I gave an exhale of breath as my finger landed on the 2nd set of bra and underwear of the bride for the day.

They were both in lace and blood red in colour, worn underneath the ‘Kua’ during the tea ceremony.



I knew time is a luxury I do not have and I brought Sylvia’s red undies to my nose. I could smell some perspiration , mixed with the smell of new undies, and I recognized Sylvia’s womanly scent.

I spent a perverse moment, indulging in the worn undergarments of the bride.



4.00 pm

I’m 15 minutes ahead of schedule, but I had something up my sleeve too.
Joe taught me a lot of things.



One of which is to adapt and make the best use of the resources you have.


I started to touch myself, aided by Sylvia’s undergarments, I did not plan to cum, just arouse myself enough to secrete precum from my dick.



I opened the bra holder and I gentle lift up the silicon bra that was meant to be worn with Sylvia’s gown that evening.


It felt a little weird, jelly like, perhaps a bit oily but it didn’t matter to me.


I spread my precum on the 2 separate cups, drawing endless loops with my throbbing dick before replacing them back into the holder.



The thought of watching the bride march in later with my precum on her breast almost gave me an orgasm.



4.15pm

I headed down to the ROM room with the OG bag of accessories and helped with the preparations.



4.30pm

The girl’s parents arrived on the dot as planned and I passed them their room key before heading back for a shower.




5.00pm

My phone rang.



It was Gillian

Gillian : Dear, can you check my sis’s overnight bag for a blue bra holder ?

James : Ok. Hold on.



James : It’s here, I’ll bring the whole bag up.

Gillian : Thanks.



5.05pm

I entered the bridal suite and passed Gillian the bra holder and I just said I’ll put the bag in the closet.


I retrieved the laundry bag with the red undergarments and left it by the safe as instructed by Joe.


Gillian came in right when I closed the closet and announced.

Gillian : Okay…. Bride’s going to change, please leave.


I smiled and replied.

James : Aye aye… captain.




6.30pm

The ROM ceremony began and I stood through the whole ceremony with an erection in my pants as I kept stealing glances at Sylvia.

I kept seeing images of my precum circling her nipples whenever i look at her


The evening passed in a blur too, the march in, the photo taking, the toast. It was tiring but I enjoyed it purely because of the perverse fun we had.

When we finally wrapped up the big day at 1am, I collapsed onto the bed. I fell asleep almost immediately after unloading into my girlfriend’s mouth, thinking about Sylvia.





November 2008

The panty stealing and undergarment heist between Joe and me started to taper down drastically, it seemed as if we had both lost interest in doing something that did not excite us any longer.

By the time Christmas arrived that year, the exchanged stopped totally.

We no longer made any mention of it even in private chat.



March 2009

I proposed to Gillian on the same day we knew each other back in 2005 and she accepted my proposal.


I asked for Gillian’s hand formally from her parents during one evening when the whole family was present and they gave us their blessings.


It seemed my proposal and being part of the family triggered something in Joe.



After dinner that evening in March, he asked me out for coffee.


Part of me was thinking he would want to have access to Gillian’s undergarments on the big day but I was wrong.


He had moved past it.



As I sipped my coffee, he turned his phone towards me and slid it slowly across the table.


I was quiet for a few seconds before words formed in my mouth


James : Bro, ….. we got a lot to talk about.

[limkh11]

What more to talk about!??!??!!? :confused:

[cheongseeker]

I think now move on to taking pictures or video. ;)

[Oreo 89]

Nice..camping here for more.

[Neverhood]

interesting

[Ocatus]

Nice story. great write up! camping for more bro

[badboy]

Another read worth forsaking precious sleep for.

Welcome back bro OCK.

Awaiting how e story will unfold with my fav squid head in hand..munch...



Cheers
Badboy

[KohOnly21]

Setting up my tent here ! camping for more :D

Hope you and Gillian are still together, she seems to be a nice girl to me !

[Yardstick]

Looks like we will be moving on to some live footage! Welcome back, James!

[volcano]

whats next....:rolleyes:

[seekrelax]

Always enjoy ur masterpiece.... Camping for more...

[Hotspotxxxxx]

Camper late in reporting!

[yang punk]

Waiting to find out what perverse sexual relationship can evolve from 2 sisters and their husbands...beyond just the sniffing of each other sis-in-law's soiled panties!

Knowing our great ock's talent...expect the unexpected! :p

[killer_pussy]

Nice one...:)

[ilikeoldchangke]

As I scrolled through that 3 pictures Joe showed me on that phone, I felt my manhood pushing hard against my pants.


The 3 pictures of Sylvia were tastefully taken, her body clad only in seductive lingerie but yet it wasn’t the lack of cloth which caused the rush of blood to my dick.

It was the pose she struck.



A thousand questions ran through my mind, thinking how in the world did Joe get Sylvia to agree to this.


Didn’t the Edison saga serve as a warning ?



One particular image lingered in my head for the longest time. Sylvia was in a strapless light coloured bra, her back facing the camera as she turned her head backwards towards the lens.


She was tiptoeing a little, trying to step out of the school uniform that was bunching up beneath her feet. Her supple bums in a simple black panty that seemed a little over exposed from the flash.

And if that wasn’t enough, she was biting her lips, a look of innocence in her eyes.



I had to adjust my sitting position at the coffee shop, my erected member pushing amongst the tangle of pubes.


Joe saw the look I have on my face and he said there’s a lot more where that came from.

Joe : I have a hardisk full of it. We’re talking 100 gb of Sylvia in it. Haha

James : Fuck man, how did you manage to convince her ?



He had a smug look for a brief instance before he said that once she trust you, anything goes.

I nodded my head a little absent mindedly , the image of Sylvia forever etched into my brain.



Joe told me to try to get Gillian to do the same, we could do a trade.

I agreed immediately.



James : Where you keep all this man ? You’re not afraid wait accidentally bring out or lost ar ?

Joe : Don’t worry, I keep it in my old room at my mum’s place. I always bring the memory card over to archive it.


I was considering my next questions and I chose my words carefully.


James : So ermm… Sylvia got look through the pictures ? Did you all like use this as a foreplay or something ?



Joe : ehh.. not really la, she will scroll through the camera after we’re done, but she never really bothered after that.

James : I see I see.

Joe : I’m her husband after all what. Not as if I would post it online.

James : True … true..



We concluded that evening and I set about my task to get Gillian to agree to let me take pictures of her.



28th March 2009

Saturday



Gillian was over at my place early in the afternoon for our usual romp. As we were cozying up, I casually mentioned that she looked great and that I would love to have a picture of her naked.


James : I think you’ll look really good and hot in the picture. What do you think.


I got an reaction that I never expected.

Gillian gave me a look from the corner of her eyes before grabbing her bra from the pillow behind me.


As she clasped her bra back on, she added.



Gillian : Tell me something James, what’s my name ?

I was a little puzzled as to why she asked but I replied anyway.
James : Gillian Goh Ying Fang ?



She stood up thereafter, hands on her hips and continued.

Gillian : Exactly. I’m not that Gillian from that girlband.


She pulled up her skirt before laying down on my bed on her belly, flipping though a magazine.

Gillian : And you are no Edison. hAhaa.. so.. no bloody way…



I wasn’t really prepared for such an outright rejection and I didn’t really know how to react. I was expecting a bit of resistance but not like this.

I can’t help but smile in my heart that this was no longer the innocent girl I knew at the IT show 4 years ago. She had picked up in terms of maturity and there was a little different in the way she carried herself.



Perhaps closer to the Sylvia 2 years ago.

Yet there still seemed to be something about Gillian’s sister which she lacked.


I couldn’t explain it, I can’t put a name to it, and I definitely couldn’t describe it as much as I wished to.


No matter what, Gillian will always be 2 years behind Sylvia, be it age, the womanly aura, or the level of subtle seduction that they themselves were not aware of.



11th April 2009

Saturday




I updated Joe about my failure and he just brushed it off casually and laughed.


Joe : Don’t worry la, by the time you all get married, you’ll have lots of opportunity to do it.

The topic was changed and our chat moved onto the recovering market and whether is it a good time to enter.


Joe was of the opinion that we should wait a little longer but I was pretty comfortable about putting my money back into the game again.


Before we parted ways that evening, I decided to try my luck and asked Joe if I could have a peek at his collection of Sylvia’s pictures.



He gave me a sly smile and agreed to let me take a quick look.


We drove over to his mum’s place on the pretext of bringing something over to his new apartment. He powered up his old PC and brought out a hardisk from inside his wardrobe.



When Joe selected large thumbnails at the display portions, I gave an uncontrolled sigh to the amount of treasure he had amassed.




Pictures were just the tip of the iceberg.

There were the videos as well.


He chose a recent video he took and a quick 45 second clip of Sylvia sprawled on the bed giving his a blowjob with glasses on made me want to start wanking in front of the screen.


He briefly scrolled though some other folders before saying that’s all he can show me, ask me to work on Gillian and we can both have a collection of our own.


I went home , wanking to the image of Sylvia with a dick in her mouth, wishing that it was me in the video.



April 2009

I attempted to bring up the conversation again when I next made love to Gillian but she turned me down again.

Her next sentence made me a little guilty and I made up my mind not to ever bring that up again.



Gillian : Dear ah….

Gillian : If you really respect me as a woman, as your fiancé, you would not ask me to do such a thing.


I was a little ashamed about the my behavior after reflecting on it and I decided to just drop the thought altogether.


It seems that I would not be able to see the rest of Sylvia after all.




The next few months was a busy period for me, I decided to upgrade myself, enrolling in a part time degree, committing myself to night classes 3 times a week.


I still meet up with Joe occasionally but less often.


Almost everyone changed jobs in 2009

Joe took up a regional role as well, purchasing materials for a established MNC. Sylvia had an iron rice bowl all along since she’s in the medical field. She too took up a new offer as a radiologist in a private practice.


My dear Gillian though, stayed on in hers.




March 2010

I would think I had a good run so far in life.

I’ve got a fiancé who loves me, I’m in the middle of getting a fucking degree which to me was another piece of paper and I forgot to add that Gillian and I applied for a HDB as well, getting a single digit for our queue number.


I’m getting paid reasonably although nowhere in the range of the Joe and the girls.


Market was recovering and I saw the growth in my portfolio.



What more can I ask for ?

Or rather what could go wrong….



March 2010 was the time when everything went wrong.

And I meant everything.


Thankfully I was not the one that life decided to screw.




March marked the beginning of Joe’s downfall.



And it all begin with a weekend trip to sentosa.

[derder]

Nice Story.. Camping for more... Good job bro..:)

[BMW69]

Keeping us in suspense as usual! Keep it up!

[benjerry13]

Late camper reporting to my fav writer! Huat ah!

[devilzQQ]

im seeing evil plots soon!

[Guitarhero]

camping for more , thanks

[ilikeoldchangke]

March 2010


That was the first high tea in my life. After living for 28 years, I still could not get wrap my mind around the idea of paying $40 for pastries and tea in a hotel lounge. I’ve already accepted that I don’t belong to the ‘atas’ group of people but since Joe asked us along, I felt obliged to give face to my brother in law to be.


I hardly ate anything, just trying a couple of more interesting sweet treat and testing various brews of tea as we chatted in Fullerton that Saturday afternoon.


More attention was given to the hem of Sylvia’s dress as it kept sliding up her thighs whenever she sat back, and the angle in which I approached from the food spread gave me a good view of her legs.



4.45pm

Joe suggested we check out the newly opened IR in sentosa as we’re still early for our dinner with the girls’ parents.

We filed into his car and before we knew it, we got to this vast underground craven of a carpark.

Gillian’s phone was already out and both of us were busy taking pictures, doing silly poses with anything interesting of note, including the dustbin.



I noticed Joe’s attention was drawn to something else as he slowly edged us towards the destination he had in mind.

I could see the colourful lights and the grand entrance of the casino from a distance away. I felt a sudden dreadful thought as it suddenly dawned on me that Joe’s main aim was to go check out the casino.

I definitely did not want to pay for the $100 levy.



5.30pm
30 Steps from the entrance, Joe announced that we should all check out the casino. The girls immediately protested, unwilling to pay for the levy, but Joe had it all figured out.


Joe : I just got my PB, no excuses, entrance is on me.

He shooed us along to get us in line to get our IDs scanned and barely 5 mins later, Joe parted with $400 to get us into the casino.


It’s been a while since I could smell cigarette smoke in an air conditioned environment, I still remembered people use to light up on the dance floor back in the days when the ban hasn’t come into effect.

Gillian and I as usual, took pictures, checking out the place.

Joe and Sylvia disappeared from our sides and we just explored the place on our own.



6.00pm

Gillian and I got a little bored as we don’t really fancy the idea of squeezing with the crowd just to place a bet, we just wandered around till we saw Joe and Sylvia at the roulette table.



We watched them play for a good 20 minutes as Joe explained some of the rules and tactics he had researched online.


6.30pm

After a 30 minute losing streak, I saw the croupier put a token on Joe’s coloured chip. A stack was pushed across and he distributed them out onto the numbers again, explaining his strategy to me.


As far as I could see, it seemed like random placement.


Then as fate would have it, Joe won again.


6.40pm
And Again.


6.55 pm
And again.



Sylvia had stopped playing and we were just looking at Joe’s winning streak.


I sort of heard somewhere it’s rude to stop someone when he’s on a winning streak but we’re going to be late for our dinner at 7.30pm if we don’t leave soon. Even though Vivo is just 5 minutes away, there’s still the carparking to be navigated.


I turned to Gillian


James : Ermm what time are we meeting your parents ar ? 7.30pm right ?


She nodded and turned towards her Sister who in turned whispered in Joe’s ear.

Joe : Ok. One more round.



7.10pm

We left the casino and Joe announced that dinner is on him that evening.



7.45pm

Seafood with the girl’s parents. No one made any attempt to mention the casino, gambling did not sit well with the in laws.



8.45pm

I went to the washroom and I did not realize Joe was right behind. He asked if i’m interested to head back later and I politely declined.


Joe : Aiyah, I one person go back very sian.

James : Eh, Mai la, I don’t really like the place. You go with Sylvia la.

Joe : Don’t want la, gambling bring wife along, wait she nag affect my luck.



I just laughed and we went back to dinner.


The $500 bill hardly made an impact on Joe’s $7000 winnings that evening.



9.00pm

We parted ways with the girls’ parents and headed over to Joe and Sylvia’s place in Simei.





9.45pm

We hardly started chatting when Joe motioned for me to join him in the kitchen.
Joe : Oei. I’m heading back to sentosa.


James : What ? Now ?

Joe : 24 hour pass for 100. If not lugi. Help me cover can ?

James : How ? You think they won’t realize you suddenly disappear meh ?


Joe smiled and said he has got everything figured out.



10.15pm

We left his place, heading to the cinema for a late night show.


10.30pm


I dialed Joe’s number with my phone in my pocket and watched as he started his act. He pretended to look concerned and a bit irritated as he rattled out some solutions for whoever’s suppose to be on the other line.


Turning to us a min later, he said that he was needed back in office for a while as ask us to go ahead, he’ll join us once he’s done.


I could tell Sylvia was a little unhappy but she did not make a fuss.




10.45pm

Joe gave me a wink before driving off.



I felt a sudden surge of excitement as this is one of the few times that I have the company of 2 sisters. Sylvia collected the tickets and I told her to pass me Joe’s tic in case I needed to go fetch him in halfway through.

I got the drinks and popcorn and I let the 2 sisters walk in front, my eyes drifting to Sylvia’s dress again.



Sylvia’s clad in a seductive red that Saturday evening, and it was not hard to spot some straying eyes in public drifting towards her. In fact there were multiple attempts by me to peep at her the entire day.


There were so many near misses, almost there but not yet there kind of situation.


The red velvet tube dress is rather short, showing off much of her white thighs, yet again giving me several scenarios that I would like to be in with my sister in law.



Joe got 2 sets of couple seats so I let the girls have one together, I did not want Sylvia to feel left out.

Sylvia : Thanks James, so sweet of you.


It was a sweet statement and it brought about butterflies in my stomach.

The girls shared a rather large shawl throughout the show, but I still manage to catch glimpses of Sylvia’s legs whenever the screen brightens up, the light caressing her exposed thighs. I always wonder why girls seemed to only cover the top half of their body with the shawl.



The phone call I was expecting from Joe did not arrive and I had to send the girls back in a cab.



The thing is Joe was not answering his phone, only replying with a sms to Sylvia that he’ll be late, sorting some issues out at work with the US office.


The cab ride from downtown east to Simei took barely 15 mins in the wee hours of the morning.


Gillian decided that it was a little late and there’s no point taking a cab back to Jurong, she’s going to spend the night in her sister’s guest room.


Sylvia : You want to stay over James ? I’m sure you can fit in Joe’s clothes.

I tried my best to hide my smile and agreed.



1.45am
I dropped Joe an sms, updating him on the situation, telling him we’re staying over.


He replied 5 minutes later say he’s up 14k , will only be back in the morning.
I sat on the bed and took a deep breath.



2.00am

Gillian came out of the shower in her sister’s Pyjamas, nothing fancy, just cotton pants and a singlet.


I took my turn in the shower and as I felt the warm water on my face, I began to think of what I can do that morning.




2.10am

I saw Sylvia in the Yard, throwing her clothes and towel into the laundry basket. She came out into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water and asked me to make myself at home.

Sylvia : Water’s over here, anything in the fridge you want just help yourself ok ? No need to be shy ar..

James : Ok. Thanks. How is it like living on your own ar ?



Her head was tilted to the side as she tried to dry her hair with the towel.
Sylvia : Ermm.. need to do everything yourself lor, haha. Lucky we got a weekend helper, I cannot do housework for nuts. Haha

James : Wah, then poor Joe got to bao everything ar ?

Sylvia : What to do … he’s the man of the house what. Haha.

We parted ways in the kitchen and she headed back to her room.



I made sure the coast was clear before checking out the yard.

The dress she wore for that evening was hung up behind the laundry basket.
And I saw a basket of lingerie as well.



Perhaps it’s my mind fucking with me again but I reached in and felt one particular piece still radiating with warmth, still a little damp.



I hear the opening of a door and I quickly went to the fridge , pretending to check out what’s inside.


Gillian : Dear ar, come and sleep. You hungry ar ?

My heart was thumping as I closed the fridge door and turned around.

James : No la, just that tummy not feeling well. Might need the toilet again.



3.10am

I got up to use the bathroom, heading straight in first in case Gillian came out after me.


As I sat on the wc, I scrolled through my phone, looking at the pictures I’ve taken of the girls last evening.

Most of it had already been uploaded and shared on my facebook and their faces tag with exception of one.

One that they will make me delete should they ever see it.

She will say it's unglam, but i think it looked great (http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5jwCLK_H_lI/UZBIKOgLNEI/AAAAAAAAADQ/W5DCdmOP1lg/s1600/Sylvia.jpg)

[Ilovetosex]

Camping bro...

[BMW69]

A great update to kick start a brand new day

[ilikeoldchangke]

Thank you for the kind words and support.

This is going to be a long one. :)


ilock

[neitous]

Can't wait for next part. ;)

[xxxaddict]

very measured and deliberate.

like your writing style. :)

[bus72]

Good story there! Awaiting for the next update :D

[ilikeoldchangke]

3.15 am

I stood in the empty hallway as I kept my ears open for any signs of life in the quiet house.

The girls’s slept with the A/C so both doors are closed.



I made my way to the yard, and reached into the basket for Sylvia’s undies. I made the best guess as to which one she wore last evening and I brought it up , trying to see with what little light that was spilling in from the window.


It was a simple black cotton panty, with a cute print of a sheep at the corner. I did not know why but it still felt a little damp and cold to the touch. Being the pervert, of course I indulged in the scent of my sister in law, feeling my dick rise in the attempt.


I helped myself to her dress too, getting down on my hands and knees as I crawled towards it. The hanger did it’s job of lifting the dress up, and I pretended to be peeping and sniffing near the hem, but the novelty of my perverted act soon wore off and I left in search of something new to do.


I went to the shoe cabinet , tiptoeing quietly, stopping every few steps to listen for signs of the girls’ waking up. The panel of the cabinet creaked when I opened it and I saw a good collection of heels, flats and even boots belonging to Sylvia.

Perhaps the mood didn’t feel right or perhaps I did not want to be caught in the living room with heels in hand, I closed the cabinet and moved on.


I took my time, looking at the pictures of Joe and Sylvia in the living room, looking at her smile, at her body , at her legs. Joe must have accumulated a good deal of good karma in his previous life to get Sylvia, not that I did too badly with Gillian but somehow i just lust after Sylvia.


I looked through some of their letters, browsed through their written notes to each other and wondered when will I be able to own a place like this.



3.30am

I was tired but I couldn’t sleep.
Looking at Sylvia’s room door, I felt an uncontrollable urge to open it.


Does she sleep in the nude ? Is she still awake ?

Questions poured through my head as I looked down the hallway.


I did not know what came over me but I decided to make an attempt to open the door to her room.


I could feel the cold air brushing against my feet at I stood at the entrance, I was tempted to just peep through the slit under the door but I knew I wouldn’t be able to see anything.


I paced up and down, forward and back, I had that butterflies in my stomach again, it’s as if I wanted to do something yet I didn’t dare to do it. What made it worst was my mind kept pushing me to try.


I suddenly remembered Joe telling me that Sylvia was a heavy sleeper, once she knocked out, perhaps only a lion dance in the room would wake her up. I considered that piece of information and thought about my next course of action.



Should I just bet everything on that piece of information ?

Then an idea crept into my head.

I went to the living room and dialed my mobile with the house phone. I took a while to figure out how to erase the call log of my number but eventually I got it.

My heart was thumping as I went into the bathroom again, locking the door behind me.

I dialed Joe and Sylvia’s home number and waited.

Barely a few seconds later, I could hear the phone ring.

The caller ID did not bother me as my number is private. The ringing went on for a while, a good 40 seconds or so I would say before I hung up.

Now I did not know if they had a phone in their master bedroom but if there is, I would expect Sylvia to answer it if it woke her up.



I left the bathroom again, standing in the hallway, listening for any sound at all.

I quickly went to the living room and hit dial again. This time round, I adjusted the ringer of the phone to it’s minimum before quickly skipping towards Sylvia’s bedroom. I held my breath as I slowly pressed my ear against the room door, fearful that the door might just suddenly open and I would have a hard time explaining my actions.



I could hear a faint melody coming from the room, one that I’m sure is not coming from the living room.

I could feel my heartbeat increase as I hung up, unsure if I should do it.

Several perverse thoughts raced through me, including one which I felt was plain crazy. I was wondering if Sylvia would knew it was not Joe who opened the door and laid down beside her.



Would she turn around to check if it’s her husband, or would she just continue her sleep.

I decided to just risk it and open the door slightly.

Whether I could take it further depended on a few factors, the most important one would be whether is she facing the door.


If she slept facing the entrance, I would not risk it, yet if her back is turned, perhaps I could take my chances.

As I turned the handle down, I peeked into the room for that small bit before I closed it immediately. I could tell Sylvia’s body was orientated towards the door and I felt a little disappointed.



It was as if a huge stone was removed from my heart as the reality of me not being able to do anything stupid and perverse slowly sank in.

I was still feeling a little frisky so I went to the yard, wrapping one of Sylvia’s underwear around my manhood and started to jerk myself off.

When I was ready to unload, my mind recalled something I saw in the fridge and I opened it. I brought out the yogurt container and opened it.



There was still a little left and I unloaded myself into the container.

I need not worry about Joe as he’s lactose intolerant and he avoided all dairy products.



4.00am

I went to bed , cuddling up to my gf.



8.30am
I woke up to see Gillian towering over me, sliding down my pants. I was feeling a little groggy and spent from the lack of sleep but knowing that she loved morning sex, I found it hard to reject her.

I hardly did any work as I let Gillian have her way with me, she came first, collapsing onto me before giving me a questioning look asking if I’m ok.

Gillian : You ok darling ?

James : Yup, just that not use to sleeping here.


I ended my turn in Gillian’s mouth and she cleaned me up , her hand cupping down on my mouth to stop me from moaning from the sensitive exposed dickhead.




9.30am
We left the room to wash up, Sylvia prepared towels and new toothbrush for us both, I felt a little paiseh but little did I know that was just the beginning of many more nights at her place.


As we gathered at the table, Sylvia said that Joe was still not back yet and he’s not answering his call.

I was a little surprised and I dropped Joe an sms as I watched the 2 girls share what’s left of the yogurt from the fridge.



It felt really weird to watch that scene as I draft the sms to Joe.

James sms : Bro, you ok ?



I drained my coffee and as the girls were licking the spoon , chatting about where to go that Sunday , Joe replied my message.


Joe sms : On my way back. Can’t seem to break the 20k barrier. Huat ar !


I did not see a need for a reply so I continued my chat with Gillian and Sylvia.


Sylvia and I hardly had any lengthy conversations before, there seemed to be this invisible barrier between us, other than polite exchange and some teasing once in a while, we did not talk much.



10.30am
Joe dropped me a message, asking me to call him somewhere private.

I excused myself from the girls in the living room and called Joe.

He said he needed my help to bring the girls out of the house .

James : Eh ? Why ?

Joe : Bro, I spent the night in the casino, and I smell like one. Sylvia sure will kaopei one.

James : Eh, then what you want me to do ? a bit funny leh if I suddenly say I want to bring them out.

Joe : Don’t worry. I got it all figured out.



He gave me his instructions and hung up.


I gave a sigh and went out to look for the girls.




James : Ermm girls. Joe has a flat tire. He’s just round the corner.

Sylvia : What ? Is he ok ?

James : Yup, says he’s fine, just needed to change the wheel and he’s coming right up.

Sylvia : Where is he ?

James : He says just around the bend.



I changed back into my old clothes and told the girls I’m going down to help.

I waited for a second and asked Sylvia which direction to get to Simei street 4.

Sylvia thought about it for a moment and said she’s coming down with me.

Gillian did not want to be left alone and she said she’s tagging along.

The girls took a while to get change as Gillian took her time selecting which of her sis’s clothes she wanted to borrow.



As we filed into the lift, I sent Joe an sms telling him we’re on our way.





11.10am

The moment we left the estate, taking a slow walk towards the street, Sylvia’s phone rang.


A few seconds later, she said Joe’s already back in the house.


Sylvia : He said he’s already back. Wants us to buy breakfast for him.



11.35am

We entered the house again and Joe gave me wink as he dried his hair with the towel.


Sylvia’s obviously not very happy and she went straight into her room. Joe followed behind and the door closed.



11.50am

It was not hard to see they had a quarrel, Gillian and I excused ourselves and made our way to my place in Bedok.






April 2010

We did not meet up again until 2 weeks later when we had dinner with the in laws.

Joe gave me a sly smile in private and jio me to the casino again.

James : Bro you ok or not ?

Joe : I broke the 20k barrier liao. I’m up about 38k

James : Wah, eh better stop liao la, that’s like my annual salary including cpf contribution.

Joe : Aiyah, when money want to find you, better don’t hide . haha.



May 2010

It was my birthday and Joe gave me a $2000 hongbao. I refused to accept it but he insisted.



June 2010
Joe broke the 50k mark.

[ilikeoldchangke]

July 2010
Joe broke the 55k Mark. He lost weight visibly and he seemed rather tired.


According to him, he visited the casino about 3-4 times a week. I cautioned him about the addiction and he waved me off, saying he’s in control

He offered to share with me a system he derived that is sure to beat the house , he insisted to bring me along to prove it works and I had a hard time trying to reject him.

Only when I said my exams for my degree is coming did he relented.



August 2010

Joe sms : Bro. Can lend me $2k ?

When I saw the message popped up in my screen, I knew he was in trouble.

[qwertybus]

wow very nice story so far!! cant wait for more pictures

[CibLover]

Interesting story.
Camping for more.

TS, please continue. :)

[sootongs]

Sounds like Sylvia is gonna be part of the deal ^__^ huat ar!!

[diputs1269]

Interesting story, camping for more updates :)

[ilikeoldchangke]

It took me a while to digest the message but I never would have expected Joe to call me barely 5 minutes later.


I am not good at rejecting people and it was an instance of being caught between a rock and a hard place. $2k is neither a big nor small amount but having watch enough tv shows and drama, who would lend money to a gambler.



Then again this is my brother in law I am talking about.



Joe : Yo James , busy ar ? Why never reply my message ?

James : Eh I was just about to reply, are you ok or not ?

Joe : I’m ok , I’m ok. Just that lately a bit down on my luck.

James : Oh, eh bro, don’t tell me you lost everything ar ?

Joe : Choi choi, don’t anyhow say ok. I’m ok, just that cash flow a little stuck this couple of weeks. Can help or not ?



James : Ermm.. ok. How I pass to you ?

Joe : I come by your office now la.

James : Wah, eh I meet you after work ba, I’m heading into a meeting liao .



He sounded a little hesitant but agreed a little reluctantly.



I did not know if I made the right decision back then but thinking of the $2k red packet he gave me, I’ll just take my chances and pray for the best.



6th August 2010

Friday
7pm


Joe was not unshaven, did not smell of alcohol, and definitely did not looked like he was financially in trouble. He was still well dressed, well groomed and he still had that Rolex of his on his wrist.

We had a quick chat before Joe left with my money.



8th August 2010

Sylvia and Joe hardly spoke over the family dinner, it was not hard to detect a weird vibe coming from the 2 of them.


Gillian asked if they had quarreled but they just brushed it off, saying that work is getting a little stressful lately. I tried to change the topic to one of lighter note, suggesting a holiday together to a neighbouring country.

My in laws sounded quite keen when I brought up the topic and they tasked me with coming up a proposal and some options to consider.



12th August 2010

Joe asked me for another 1k that day.

I did not know why but I still parted with it.




31st August 2010

I gave Joe an sms asking if he’s ok and shall we meet for supper since it’s been a while since we caught up. It was not hard to tell that I’m actually asking about my money.


3K is going to be really helpful since my night classes is due for the fees for the coming semester.

Although I still have some savings, I did not want to just let the debt stagnate over at Joe.



Joe replied after an hour saying he’s no well but we can do a quick catchup .


He seemed like he lose a bit more weight and I asked him if he’s ok. He tried to brush me off but I grabbed onto his shoulders and really gave a slight shake.

James : Bro look at me, if you really treat me as a brother, tell me what’s wrong.


Joe was still unwilling to tell me the details but he mentioned something about being in debt. I asked him what is the amount we are talking about here and he said about 10k.

James : Is it the gambling. ?

Joe : No la bro, it’s just sway.



He refused to dwell in further details but instead asked me for another loan.


Joe : Bro, You think you can spare another 2k ?

James : What ! Eh don’t scare me like that leh, my heart cannot take it.

Joe : Bro, don’t like that la, if I not really desperate, I won’t ask from you.



I definitely could not afford to give him another loan, with my school fees coming and all, not to mention I’m putting aside a sum for my wedding banquet, I could probably spare a few hundred if it’s a matter of life and death but it hardly seemed the case for Joe.



James : Bro, not I don’t want to help, I’m really tight here also. Sorry.


I could tell Joe was quite vex and his emotions were a little unstable. Needless to say, I did not even get to ask about my $3k that evening.


September 8th 2010

Wednesday



Joe called me at 8pm that evening, asking me out for coffee. He looked like he did not have enough sleep and he maneuvered the steering wheel with his left hand, keeping his head on his right knuckle the entire time.


James : You ok or not ? Don’t crash the car hor ? My exams coming.

Joe : Don’t worry la.



We settled down at a coffee shop near bedok library and Joe updated me on his current situation. His debt swell to 18k and after much pressing, he confessed that he was still gambling.



Joe : Bro…

James : Yah ?

Joe : You think you can lend me a bit more ?

James : Bro I really cannot help liao, I’m also a little tight on my end.



Joe buried his head in his hand and I stared blankly at him. How could a man who was once so successful, turn into this person sitting in front of me within a short span of a few months ?


The speed at which this is happening is frightening. If it didn’t happen to me, I would never have believed it.



Then he said something that almost knocked me off my chair.



Joe : Bro , you remember the times when we were trading the girls’ lingerie ? haha Good times eh ?

James : haha yah, those were the days man.

Then Joe seemed to quiet down, as if he was thinking of how to form the next sentence



Joe : Bro, you think you would be willing to pay for Sylvia’s lingerie ? I can sell them to you ?



It hit me then for the first time how serious the situation is. Although I felt the familiar sense of perversion creeping into me, I did not think it’s appropriate to do that.


I felt a little upset in fact, it’s literally a case of what the fuck


James : Bro, don’t be crazy la, you think Sylvia won’t notice her missing lingerie ar ? you think too much liao

Joe : Aiyah, I’m just kidding la, how much can I sell them for anyway.



James : Maybe you can try sammyboy la, haha.

I tried to change the topic, asking how is Sylvia, and does she have a gripe of the situation.



Joe told me Sylvia is aware and is rather upset.


As we drained the last of my coffee, Joe made one last desperate attempt to talk to me.


Joe : Bro, one last thing.


James : Yah ?

Joe : You think the hardisk is worth $2k ?



I wanted to speak but no words came out of my mouth.

Joe must have read me perfectly and a smile creeped out on his face.

Joe : Yah bro, think of all the folders and pictures man.


I felt a mix of frustration and excitement as the words sank into me. I wanted to scream at Joe in fact, how could he do this. It’s his wife we’re talking about here.


Then , like a stroke of lighting, it hit me.


If I didn’t accept it, he would probably offer it to someone else.


I searched my mind frantically , thinking of what to say, praying I know what to do.



I bit my lips, trying to show a bit of weakness.

James : Ermm.. Joe… like that…

I deliberately stammered a little, trying to look hesitant.

James : Not right la bro. ....

Joe must have assumed I had taken the bait and immediately tried to reel me in.

Joe : Bro, $2k, and you can see everything bro. Think about this.

Joe : Think carefully.



I pretended to look into the ceiling , my mouth mouthing a bit of mental sums before I finally replied.

James : Bro, i..


James : I don’t have enough. I need to pay my school fees next week.


I could see the exasperation in Joe’s behavior before he finally asked.


Joe : How much can you afford ?

I took a second or 2 to consider before replying.

James : Probably about 1.2k the most.



Joe buried his head in his hand before replying.

Joe : Ok.



I could feel the butterflies in my stomach again. The thought of getting my hands on the hardisk full of Sylvia’s pictures, videos, her most private moments is giving me an erection.

[ilikeoldchangke]

Joe did not want to wait and insisted on driving me to his mum’s place to conclude the transaction.



Upon reaching his room, he passed me the disk and switched on his computer.


I slowly plugged in the usb, watching the drive popped up into view.


I maximized the screen and selected large thumbnails.


And I was greeted with a series of Sylvia, smiling at me.





I passed Joe the money and he added one condition which made me think he’s still a little sane.

Joe : Bro, I’ll kill you if you dare to copy or share this online.



I nodded and said it’s for my private viewing only.

James : Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of it.



Right as we were about to leave his room Joe said one more thing.

Joe : Eh bro, take care of it yah. It’s the only copy. I’ll redeem it back.

James : Ok sure.

He grabbed me by my shoulders this time round, looking at me in the eyes.

Joe : Don’t you dare post it online, I meant it. This is no joke.

I shrugged him off, adding in an exasperated manner.



James : Bro, siao ar. She’s my sister in law , and I’m marrying her sister in a few months. Don’t worry.


Joe parted with his hardisk and I parted with my money.

[ragz]

[QUOTE

Joe parted with his hardisk and I parted with my money.[/QUOTE]

bro, you meant joe parted with your money and you with his hardisk? haha.. nice story bro ... keept it coming ... can't wait to read more of it ...

[ol'coyote]

Joe parted with his hardisk and I parted with my money.

bro, you meant joe parted with your money and you with his hardisk? haha.. nice story bro ... keept it coming ... can't wait to read more of it ...

bro ragz...
bro ilikeoldchangke is correct...
joe parted wif his harddisk...and james parted wif his money...
joe could not part wif his money as they were in his mum's place already...

[ol'coyote]

4got to add...good story...luv it...

[Hardaway1818]

Nice turn of story. Getting exciting!!!

[dreamlight]

nice story with strong value against gambling.

[Ocatus]

What a good story. Cant wait for more. :D

[zeusfist]

good story bro, waiting for more :)

[lostbird]

Bro, I really admire your writing skill and you could come up with this "story"
I bow to you:eek:

[ilikeoldchangke]

The moment I reached home, I copied every fucking file into another hardisk of mine as backup. I stuffed that one deep into the recess of my cupboard before taking my seat in front of the screen.


I did not want an instance when Joe changed his mind and he wanted the disk back. It was not just a matter of me not being able to see my sister in law’s private moments, it’s also the case of a desperate man would do anything.


The last thing I wanted was for the disk to fall into another person’s hand.
In fact I was considering whether I should even return the disk to Joe even if he could redeem it.



Yeah, I’m a fucking saint in my own world, and I’m bloody selfish too.



I got settled into my room chair and I started with the first folder of Sylvia with a can of beer in my hand.




They say men are visual creatures, I couldn’t agree more to that but when the videos added another dimension to what I’m seeing, I couldn’t help but envy Joe. Sylvia is willing to go to lengths to please her man yet now all Joe is interested in is trying his luck out at the tables.



I spent 2 hours briefly scanning through the files and folders and just by looking at the videos, listening to the short conversations, I got a pretty good idea of the positions Sylvia liked.


I knew she like to have her beast cupped from behind as you enter her doggy style, I knew if she was to be fingered, she would like to be standing up, preferably without any support or near any walls, so that the orgasm would collapse her to the ground.


I knew how her moans sound like, and I tried to decipher what each of them meant.



Plots , schemes, and more perverse thoughts coursed through my mind as I devoured those pictures and videos. I might not be as happening as Joe but I did pick up some things from him over the years.

It seemed as if my mind was slowly being corrupted , starting from the day we shared the sister’s lingerie.



I knew I was aroused, but in a confused manner. I knew I wanted to wank off, pretending I’m driving my dick deep into Sylvia but I did not know where to begin.


I could deal with the lack of choices but the presence of so many folders made me lost my orientation for a while.



I tried to masturbate to a video which was focusing on Sylvia’s legs, her leg sliding up and down her right as she laid on her side.

Yes, even weird videos like this existed on the hard disk.

I switched to one which Sylvia was trying to give a banana a blowjob before she tried to slip a condom on the lucky fruit.

That video seemed to be taken in a hotel room, probably one of their getaways.

The date said 2005

Sylvia looked much younger then, her hair much longer and dyed in a colourful shade of reddish bronze.


Yet her seductive lips looked the same.



I saw another video of Sylvia dancing, swaying her body seductively and giggling at the silly act in the room as she told Joe to stop taping her. It ended with her breast being pressed against the lens before everything went dark at it was just the audio which told me the rest of the story.



Finally I ended it with a video of her in her uniforms. I could never understand how such a simple piece of blue pinafore can transform a girl. Perhaps it’s the sleeveless cut, perhaps it’s one from an elite school, in the end I concluded is the girl who wore it made all the difference.


Her blood curling shriek when she came etched deep into my brain and I could almost picture myself as Joe, being in that position, holding that camera as her watery eyes stared back, exhausted and spent.



What I wouldn’t give to do her in her school uniforms.



As the euphoria of my masturbation wore off, something lit up in my mind and I decided to push my luck further.

After all, I have nothing to lose, perhaps just the parting of more money.




Immediately the next day, I dropped Joe an sms, telling him that I could not open the drive when I tried it on my computer, did it have some password or something ?


James sms : Bro, I can’t open the drive using my pc at home ? Is it encrypted or something? Does it only work with your computer ?


Upon sending the message, I realised how stupid I must have sounded. This is worse than elementary computing. I regretted immediately and was not expecting a reply anytime soon.


How would I know Joe actually called me 30 minutes later, saying that he’s not sure what was the problem, but if I liked, he’ll sell me his cpu as well.


I parted with another 300 that evening for a old pc bought in 2005.


Booting up the cpu, I started to look through the files and information. There was a treasure trove of data on that machine.


Joe’s claim of the only copy of Sylvia’s video exists only on that disk was a little inaccurate.

There were remnants of videos, some stray pictures in some folders he had yet to clean out.



I browsed through search history, bookmarks, and eventually I found passwords and emails, all neatly written onto a notepad who last edited date was as far back as in 2009.


There were travel pictures, holidays, and albums of happier times.



I cleaned up the sex videos in the pc and dug deeper.


Some old emails on outlook, some past iras receipts, pdfs of air tickets. You can literally find out a person’s entire life from his digital trail.

I kept the cpu under my bed and fell asleep, my mind sorting through the information I’ve gathered so far.




30th September 2010

Thursday

10pm





I was just heading back after my night classes when I received a call from Gillian, she said she’s at her sis’s place and things are ugly.

Joe and Sylvia were quarrelling and it got rather heated.

I told her I’ll be right over.




10.40pm

The door was unlocked and the lights in the living room was off, only a small table lamp was lit and I could see Gillian sitting on the sofa. I reached for the switch and entered the apartment



I was surprised how different it looked, the pristine condition I saw it barely a few months ago was gone. It looked like a war zone.

Magazines and papers on the floor, dishes unwashed.


Broken photo frames.

And a Sobbing Gillian on the sofa.




There were clothes on the sofa and dining table, half eaten instant noodles on the coffee table and the remote for the TV laid in pieces on the floor near the bathroom.



I immediately went over to Gillian and she clung herself onto me, sobbing a little harder and said she’s afraid for her sister as Joe and her were shouting in the room a while ago.


I held on to her for a while and put my bag down.

James : Where are they ?


Gillian’s head nodded towards the room and I told her I’ll go take a look.




Their room door was closed, and I gave it a few light knocks before I entered their room for the first time.



I saw Sylvia on the floor, her knees drawn up to her chest and her head was down.


Joe was on the dressing table, his face buried into his palms.



It was one of the most awkward situation i've gotten myself into so far in my life.




I went over to Joe and tapped him on the shoulder, asking if he's ok .

He did not acknowledge my presence but chose to stand up and left the room. A moment later i heard the slam of the front door.


Gillian came running into the masterbedroom as i approached Sylvia.



I knelt down in front of her, trying to look at her through that tangle of hair. I could even smell the salty smell of tears.

I moved closer to Sylvia, trying to talk to her.


I gently shook her, talking to her slowly , asking if she's hurt , if she's alright but i did not get reply.


I was right about to stand up and leave the 2 sisters alone when Sylvia lifted up her head.


And i saw a bruise on the left of her cheek that is turning purple in front of my eyes, i felt my heart drop as i turned to look at Gillian who brought her hands to her mouth.

[olivertwist]

This is so gripping, bro... Sad scene...

[bus72]

Sadistic scene, I guess too much gambling & losses not only hurt youself but tears down the whole family & house

[koebshaq0_0]

TS, your plot is fantastic. Keep up the good work!

[meatball123]

Salate to the legend

[cheongseeker]

Another solid story. This is same as chasing after a tv drama serial.

Cannot wait for the continuation of the story. What is going to happen next? :p

[tantanmoe]

this is fantastic! i seldom reply on story threads but this is too awesome to let up.

let me try to up you

[Lauhuu]

Solid x100000000.

[Blackstar]

thanks for the update

[EagerBeaver29]

Excellent stuff bro! Keep it coming!

[Tomceus]

nice , camping for more

[lovecloud]

Solid story... waiting for more. :)

[hotdogie]

Good story, it's perverted but at the same time very human, the gambling aspect of it all. See kids gambling will ruin your life, or maybe at least make someone else's very good. hahahaha. Oh yeah that was a nice pic too, nice red dress. Too bad couldn't see the rest of it.

[diputs1269]

Camping here for further development :)

[MagicFingers]

Great story, thanks for sharing. Can't wait to see how the story will turn out between the two sisters and BILs..

[BMW69]

Wow bro. You've portrayed the desperation and how dire the situation is to such a chilling extent. Salute you bro.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I heard a few gasp and sobs from Sylvia before she broke down.

She fell towards me slowly, her hands reaching for my body as a support.
That was the first time i held a girl close to heart when her body shiver and shook not with pleasure but with pain.



Gillian could not take the emotional roller coaster that was happening and she broke down too, kneeling down beside us and hugging her sister from behind.

The breakdown lasted about 2-3 minutes and my shirt was stained and wet with Sylvia's tears by the time she composed herself.

I did not know what to do or say but when i got the chance to really appraise the extent of damage done to Sylvia, i was lost for words.


Besides the bruise on her face, there were a few on her arms as well. Not serious bruises but you could tell from the red and swollen patches that she had been treated roughly.

I would never have imagined Joe to actually lay hands on her. Something is really wrong here. What happened to the man I knew ?

I’m cool with a panty sniffing brother in law but hitting Sylvia was just ridiculous. It absolutely made no sense as to why would he do that. Did he really change that much within this short span of time ?



I reached for the crushed tissue box and lifted out some napkins for Sylvia. She dabbed her eyes and took in a few deep breaths before blowing her nose. She looked towards the toppled bin a distance away and decided to just leave the soiled tissues on the floor.



My legs were getting a mix of cramps and pins and needles, come to think of it, there’s hardly any occasion in my life when I had to be kneeling in such a weird position for such a long time. I slowly stood up and tried to stretch myself a little subtly.


I offered my hand to help Sylvia up and she took it, settling down on the bed, staring into blank space.


I was thinking that it would be a good time for the sisters to talk and was about to make my way out when Gillian stood up suddenly and said softly


Gillian : I'm going to tell Daddy about this.


Sylvia tried to stop her sister but Gillian went on out to get her phone.


Sylvia tried to stand up but she stumbled and i held on to her, i noticed 2 broken nails on the last 2 toes of her left foot and it seemed like there's a bit of a cut as well.



James : Where's the first aid box ?


Sylvia pointed to the masterbath.

I sat down on the floor as i lifted my sister in law's foot onto my thigh.


I helped her clean the wound and placed a plaster over her injured toe. The smiley face on the plaster didn’t seem very appropriate but there was no others to be found.

I ended up wrapping her last 2 toes in bright yellow with repeated prints of smiles.



James : Hmm.. ok. Looks good I think.

Sylvia saw my work and smile, before breaking into a laugh.


But her smile quickly faded and she sank back into her solemn mood.

I did what I could with the limited first aid knowledge I knew, applying some cream for Sylvia on her bruised lip and some of the more visible bruises and marks on her arms.




Gillian entered the room, saying that her dad wanted to talk the next day with the family, and that includes me.


It was coming to midnight, Gillian settled down beside her sister and I left them alone to talk.

I was exhausted after a day at work and having to sit through night classes, and now this entire fiasco seemed to drain what was left of my energy.


I tried to tidy up the kitchen a little, just the simple task of placing the fallen objects upright seemed a challenge in that mess.



12.35am

I went to the room and the girls were still huddled together, talking amongst themselves.

I offered to buy food as I was hungry and they said no need.

Gillian : Instant noodles would do dear.

Gillian : Oh and I want luncheon meat and egg. Thanks.



Sylvia heard Gillian’s order and chided her for making me cook. She tried to stand up but I waved her down.

James : It’s ok. Don’t mind I use your kitchen Sylvia.

Sylvia : Go ahead, it’s hardly used anyway.

Gillian : James makes a really wicked noodles and luncheon meat combo. You should try it.



My gf tried to lighten up the atmosphere and gave me a silly smile and I rolled my eyes at her.

I felt a pillow hit my back as I left the room.



12.50am

I found the necessary ingredients but there were no eggs, they hardly had any fresh food lying around since they don’t cook.

It took me a while to figure out the gas cooker did not have an auto spark plug or whatever you call it. I fumbled around the living room and I made fire with a Zippo.


There’s always a first for everything.




1.20am

Noodles were served and the thinly sliced luncheon meat I toasted in the oven were now crispy and crunchy.

I asked the girls out for their supper and we tucked into our food. We hardly talked, just some small chats. I figured Sylvia was not comfortable talking too much with me around, afterall, I belong to the similar species gender that laid hands on her moments ago.


I quickly finished up my food and left the girls alone.



1.40am

I powered up my laptop in the living room, I knew I won’t be able to go to work later in the morning given all that is happening, Gillian already said she’s taking mc.

I sent some mails and dropped my boss an sms that I’m taking urgent leave that Friday.



1.50am

The girls left their dishes at the table and went back into the room.



2.00am

Gillian came out and said she’s going to wash up and sleep.

Sylvia came out to the living room when Gillian’s in the toilet, asking if I’m ok



Sylvia : Are you ok James ? I meant if you want to go back to rest…

James : I’m ok, don’t worry about me. How bout you ?

She nodded her head weakly and sat down beside me on the sofa.


I told her what are her plans but she said she couldn’t think at the point in time.
I asked her what happened and she gave me a summarized version of what Joe did.


He pawned the 4 gold items from the wedding and he’s been using their joint account for his casino trips.

James : How much are we talking about ?

Sylvia kept his eyes on her bruised toes and said it was about 40k



James : Oh my god.

Sylvia : The bills haven been paid, his credit cards were all maxed out. Even the weekend maid said she hasn’t been paid for a month.


Sylvia : I told her I’ll settle it the moment I see her but she said she had already took on another slot.

She gave a wave of the house and just laid back on the sofa, closing her eyes.


I felt sorry for Sylvia for the first time, it seemed unthinkable that situations like this should happen to such a nice girl. Then again I knew the sisters never helped out with housework. If they did, they could at least clean up after themselves.


I took another look at the mess and it really irked me. Resigning myself to my weird pet peeve, I told Sylvia don’t worry, I’ll do what I can.


Sylvia : No need, haha, I’m sorry , I don’t mean to ask you to clean up.

She laughed genuinely for the first time that evening.

James : It’s ok, I can’t sleep anyway. Pass my bed time.

Sylvia : No need la James, i’ll take care of it. It’s really ok.



I just smile and stood up, brushing her on her hair saying it’s ok.


Right about then Gillian came out of the bathroom , drying her hair with the towel.

She just spoke in the direction of Sylvia.


Gillian : So ? Did it work ?


I turned to look at the girls and Sylvia gave a rather embarrassing nod, trying to stifle her smile.

Gillian : See ! I told you so . haha.

Sylvia burst out laughing again as her sister joined her on the sofa.


Gillian : I told sis that I have a way to make her laugh and get the housework done but she didn’t believed me.

Gillian : She just need to tell you about the weekend maid and you'll take care of the rest..


I wanted to strangle Gillian but she gave me a stupid look and I burst out laughing, shaking my head.


Sylvia : Sorry James, we’re just joking. Go and rest.

James : It’s ok. I’ll take a look and see how can we start.

I pointed to Gillian and said she’s helping as well.



I got a stuck out tongue as a reply before I went to clear up the dishes on the table.

[ilikeoldchangke]

2.15am

Sylvia went to wash up , leaving me and Gillian in the kitchen.

After Gillian checked that Sylvia’s in the shower, she came back to me in pouted lips, saying she’s sorry that she made me do the cleaning up.

I pretended to ignore her and she pouted even further before getting down on her knees.



She started to reach for my pants and zip before I relented.

James : Hey hey hey… ok … ok… siao ar.

Gillian : You’re ignoring me..

James : I’m fine … I’m fine.. wait your sister come out how ?



She got back up on her feet smiling and headed to the room saying she’s going to sleep.

Gillian : Oh by the way, I was never going to do it. You haven showered for the whole day.


She stuck out her tongue again before running into the room.



I shook my head and finished up the last of the dishes.




2.30am

I briefly cleared the kitchen, taking out the trash but there still seemed a lot to be done.

I went to the yard and I was shocked to see the amount of clothes that were left unwashed.


3 Baskets full and some spill overs were just left on the floor, pants, shirts, lingeries, stockings, you name it.



Curious observation though, I noticed they were all Sylvia’s clothes.


Sylvia joined me in the yard when she saw me standing motionless at the entrance.


Sylvia : Sorry James, just erm.. leave those. I’ll take care of it.


I told her it’s late, we should all rest and think about it tomorrow.

I went to wash up and I saw Sylvia sitting on the sofa when I’m done.

I went over and sat down beside her.



She made space for me, shifting to the long settee and straighten her legs, leaning back with a cushion propped behind her.

The bruise on her face look a little worse but it’ll heal.




I was surprised it took me that long to noticed what she was wearing. She was in her old PE attire from her secondary school. The top looked a little short but still fit her well, not too tight but I could see her back and tummy whenever she made big movements.



My eye drifted to the scgs logo which was already rather faded on her shorts when Sylvia started talking.


Her legs still looked good, unharmed in her skirmish with Joe, how can anyone bear to cause harm to such a lovely body.

Her shorts were short, real short, and for a while I was thinking is she wearing any undies.

Then suddenly my eyes caught sight of something that sent blood rushing to my manhood.

Sylvia was trying to reach for another cushion which I assumed was for her to place over her privates and I saw the pointed tip of her nipple, pushing against her old PE shirt.


Just that flash of headlights caused a spike in my hormones, my mind drifting to the videos I’m seen of my sister in law.



We chatted for a while and Sylvia said she’s changing the lock tomorrow. She can’t sleep thinking that Joe might be walking through the door when she’s asleep.



2.45am

Our conversation came to a slower pace, each of us taking longer to speak after the other had ended our sentences.



2.50am

Perhaps it was a moment of anger or a surge of emotions, Sylvia became rather angry.


Sylvia : Tell me James… how can I have my money back ?

I did not know what to say and I just kept quiet.

She carried on her rantings for a while before she calmed down.

I could feel her trying to calm herself with deep breaths of air.

And then she finally spoke in a soft measured voice.



Sylvia : I’m upset James , why is this happening to me ?

Then from out of nowhere, she spoke some chilling words that made me look at her a little differently.

Sylvia : I want revenge James.



Then we were both quiet.


After a minute or 2, I decided to say something to end our conversation .

James : I’ll help you.



Sylvia looked surprised and our eyes met and she asked how.


James : First…


I paused for her attention and I drew her gaze towards the injured toes.


James : You Wriggle your toes.

[Coffeecans]

sweet revenge.

I always liked your writing style. Clean with solid visual evoking copy.

Looking forward for more visual treats from your words!

[velenma]

I must say u r really good!

Can't keep quiet n be a silent reader. Up ur points

[BBBBW]

Wonderful, wonderful writing!! Hope that your passion as a writer continues to burn as bright!

[benjerry13]

clap! clap! clap!

[crim]

Another great story by bro OCK. Great read where sex is not the main focus:)

[ilikeoldchangke]

Sylvia burst out laughing , hitting me on my left arm which was nearer to her.

Sylvia : you very funny la James, haha. No wonder Gillian always so happy.

As the laughter died down, I told her it’s late and we should all go rest.



James : Don’t think so much, what has happened already happened.


I saw the corner of one of the plaster peeling off and I reached forward to stick it properly into place.

I stood up, offering my hand to pull her up from the couch and she took it.



I rotated her to face the corridor with my hands on her shoulders, with a gentle push and nudge, I guided Sylvia towards her room.


She paused outside the guest room where Gillian was in and turned towards me.

Sylvia : Can I sleep with my sister ?

I opened the door and went into the room with her.



Gillian’s already asleep, buried under the blanket as far as I could see in the rather dim room.

I grabbed my laptop and told her I’ll take the living room.



Sylvia : Don’t la. If you don’t mind you can take the bed in my room.


I just nodded and closed the door behind me as I left the 2 sisters alone.


I struggled a little with my decision. Then thought of being to sleep in Sylvia’s bed, to smell the pillow which she laid on every night, to be covered with the same blanket is too tempting. Yet I must be logical in my decision.



I gave up the bed but instead I took a pillow. I went for the one on the side which I saw Sylvia sleeping on few months ago and cautiously took a whiff. It smelled exactly like her, her unmistakable womanly scent.


I brought it out to the living room and almost immediately knocked out when I hit the sofa.




7.00am

My biological alarm rang and I felt a little ache on my back as I struggled to open my eyes. Although I was feeling rather exhausted, I knew once I wake up, it’s hard for me to fall asleep again.

I washed up in the guest bathroom and made coffee after I collected the papers.



7.30am

Sylvia came out and I was halfway through the news.

James : Morning.

Sylvia : Morning.



I saw her head towards the window at the living room, stretching herself as she looked down the estate into the courtyard below. The higher her hands reached up, the corresponding amount of her lower back I saw.


Damm those PE attire is fucking with my mind early in the morning.

I did not know if Sylvia noticed the conditions of her shorts, it must have shifted or moved or whatever the hell you call it, it rode pretty high up, almost to the point it looked like a wedgie, but from my view, it looked like a really gorgeous and tight package waiting to be unwrapped.


I quickly turned away when Sylvia walked towards me, pretending to be interested in the news.


She took a seat across me and I offered her coffee.



7.45 am

After some small talks I went to the yard and was about to start on the laundry when I realised that there were no detergent and no softener.

I opened and checked the cupboards, all I could find was a bottle of mama lemon.

I can’t wash her clothes with that.



I took a piece of paper and briefly wrote down a shopping list which I think Sylvia would need and I went over to the dining table.



8.00am


James : Sylvia, I need some stuff, do you happen to have them ?

I pushed the list across the table , she took a brief look at the list and asked.

Sylvia : What is softlan ?



My mouth gapped opened before she hit me with that list of paper.

Sylvia : I’m kidding. Haha. Gimme a minute.




8.05am

Sylvia came out of the room with her wallet and her phone, but she was still in her secondary school PE attire. What was different was I noticed a light blue coloured bra that seemed a little obvious from her white t-shirt.


Sylvia : let’s go .

I burst out laughing and asked if she’s sure.

James : Haha, are you going out like that ?



Sylvia took a look at her dressing and asked what’s wrong

Sylvia : Looks ok what, I don’t have much clothes left anyway. It’s all in the pile in the yard.


I offered to go on my own as I could managed but Sylvia insisted to join me.

She did not want me to pay for the shopping.



8.10am

It felt a little weird walking out of the estate with my sister in law that Friday morning. I saw a few pairs of eyes on us as we chatted along the small street towards East point.

I felt my dick pushing constantly against my pants, ok not my pants, but Joe’s pants since I borrowed from his wardrobe.

Sylvia looked good, cute in fact. Her hair was tied up and the colourful flip flops made her look younger than she really was.


It might sound like a good scenario, walking with a girl in her old pe attire during a weekday morning, but don’t forget the bruise she had on her left lip.

It seemed to have swell a little more overnight.

There were visible bruises on her arms as well.

Sylvia paid no notice to them and I tried my best to ignore it as well, although the eyes that greeted me were not as kind.



I bet someone almost call the cops about a guy and a young girl in uniforms which looked like she was abused.



As we near the traffic light to go across to the mall, our conversation stopped and the silence was a little awkward. I racked my brain to think of something to jump start the chat and something came into my mind.


Right after crossing, I spoke as we passed by the outdoor café.


James : Feels weird eh, walking with a secondary school girl to the mall on a weekday morning.

Sylvia laughed and replied as we passed through the mall’s auto door.

Sylvia : How would anyone believe I’m still in school… old already.

James : Not true, you look good in your uniforms… sorry, I meant pe attire.



It was a slip of my tongue and thankfully Sylvia paid no note to it.

Sylvia : Haha, rubbish la James, I feel so old and distant from my school days.

James : Nonsense, you looked just like a school going girl..



We went into the supermarket and I got a trolley. I bought a small trolley as well as I have no intention of lugging detergents all the way back.



8.50am

Sylvia did not really know what was required and she let me do the shopping. I filled the cart with the things which I felt was needed. I stocked up a little on canned food and noodles as well. I considered buying some fresh vegetables but thought the better of it.

I chose some fruits which are easy to go down as a snack and I got bread and spreads as well for breakfast.

Milk, yogurt followed shortly after and we got into queue.

As the items were being scanned, I whispered into Sylvia’s ears.



James : Ask for a packet of Dunhill menthol for me.

She gave me a look before placing an order form the auntie who was doing the scanning.


The auntie paused for a moment, unsure of whether to get her the smokes. I definitely looked above 18 but the request came from a bruised girl in pe attire.

As the auntie passed the yogurt across the scanner, she asked for Sylvia’s IC.



Sylvia smiled broke into a grin, saying it’s ok.

Sylvia : Nevermind auntie, don’t want already.


She proceeded to pay for the purchase and we left the mall together.

We spent some time arranging the groceries into the shopping cart I bought and left the mall.


After crossing the traffic light, I finally asked.



James : So…. Happy ? haha

I could see she was smiling shyly and she refused to look at me.

Sylvia : You are full of nonsense James .


James : No I’m not. Haha



9.05am

I unloaded the shopping in the kitchen and Sylvia went to check on Gillian in the room before coming out to say she was still out cold.

We sat down for 2nd round of coffee and this time round we had bread to go along with it.




9.20am

My phone rang and I went aside to speak with my boss who called to ask me what’s wrong.

Boss : Oei James , what’s wrong ?

James : Sorry ar, a bit of family matters.

Boss : Mai kay kay go interview hor, anything we can talk.

I laughed and reassured him that I’m not, it’s really a personal matter.



I was not surprised he called, afterall I have never been away from work before for the past 3 years unless I’m on holiday. Being a small family run business, he kept an eagle’s eye over all his staff.



9.30am

Gillian woke up and joined us at the table. Shortly after they retreated into the room again.



I left the girls to talk and I went to the yard.


It felt a little different that day to look at that pile of worn and unwashed clothes belonging to Sylvia, it felt a little more arousing compared to the first time I laid eyes on them few hours ago.



I knelt down and took the first piece off the basket. I saw some of her undies intertwined with her pants, sometimes skirts, and one that was tangled with her stockings. There were tights as well, her undies unglamorously twisted into the fabric in her attempt to take it off.



I felt my dick rise to the occasion, my mind tempting me to indulge myself yet at the back of my head I was worried about the girls coming out suddenly.
The room door was not close, and they could pop out of my blindspot any moment, I felt dejected, such a good harvest of treasure, yet I could not enjoy them.


I took my time to sort out the laundry, the dark coloured pants and jeans, the light coloured tops and blouses, the lingerie of course, socks, sports bra, running tops and singlets. That was perhaps the first time in my life I sorted laundry pieces with an erected manhood.

[ilikeoldchangke]

It took me a good 20 minutes to sort through the piles of laundry and I was perspiring by the time I was done.


9.50am


Right when I was about to load in the first batch of clothes, Gillian came running out with her phone in hand.



She said her dad is coming over at 12.30pm, we should be going for lunch together,

I heard Gillian tell her mum over the phone to pack some clothes for her and Sylvia as they have a bit of supply issue at the moment.


I loaded the first batch of dark coloured clothings into the wash.


10.40am

When the melody sounded for the first cycle, Sylvia joined me at the yard as I taught her how to use her own washing machine. We loaded up the second batch of darks together and I told her I’ll leave the lights to her later.


The dryer got working and the sun was great that morning.


11.30 am

I watched Sylvia load in the first batch of light coloured laundry and gave an applause when she’s done.

She laughed and hit me on my arm.

James : Well done girl ! You deserve a Tiger.

Sylvia : don’t be silly. Haha

Gillian helped a little with the laundry and we hung up all those that we could onto the poles, loaded as much as we can into the dryer, even the living room was not spared, with hangers hanging from the TV console and display cabinets.

The 2nd batch of lights went in next before the 3 of us looked at the pile of lingerie together.



Gillian : Sis, you got to be kidding me man. That’s a lot.

Sylvia : Usually the weekend Auntie bao everything for us. Not cheap leh.

James : Wah, how much you paying her ?

Sylvia : About 150. For 3.5 hours.



James : Wah ! You kena kotok is it ? so ex ar. Why not you pay me 150. I come every weekend.


I meant it as a joke of course but Sylvia seemed like she was actually considering my suggestion.

Sylvia : Hmmm.. might as well let own people earn hor, better.


I shook my head and asked if she knew how to deal with the remaining pile and she said ok.

Althought i would have loved to help with the pile but i had no intention of revealing my fetish.

She seemed a little embarrassed at the sight as well. How many sister in law will be engaged in a conversation with their brother in law about a pile of unwashed lingerie.



12.20pm

I sat in the living room with an apple alone and I slowly took in the whole house, there was the sudden thought of being alone in this place. All the nooks and cronies for me to explore, it’s not a big place but there were still so many aspects of this apartment that I have not gotten my hands on.


There was the small study which I haven been inside before, there was the storeroom which I’m sure had some secrets in it.

Then there’s the big wardrobe in the masterbed room, the amount of private information it holds, the dressing table, the master bath.

Every room, different stories.




12.30pm

The girls’ dad arrived at 12.30pm that afternoon with a bag of clothes for his daughters, I was working on my laptop in the living room.

There was a commanding presence when he entered the house. The girls seemed to quiet down a little and they sat at the table.

My father in law to be was very straight forward and he said he’s taking the girls out to lunch to have a talk.

He did not mention I was invited and I did not ask.




12.55 pm

The girls washed up got changed, looking closer to their age once out of their pyjamas.

Sylvia passed me a set of keys, reminded me to lock the door if I’m heading out.

Before she left , she added a quick whisper

Sylvia : bolt the door James , I don’t want Joe in the house.


I nodded and watch them enter the lift.



I bolted the door, leaving me alone with a pile of Sylvia’s unwashed lingerie, socks and running gear.

And of course, the privacy , and the freedom to slowly explore the place.


That was the moment I really knew I had an angel looking out for me somewhere high above.



I stood facing the corridor, considering my next move, unsure how long should i wait in case they came back for something they missed.

I stood like a block, pacing up and down the corridor, feeling a little lost.


Then a sudden calm came over me.


1.00 pm


I entered the masterbed room.

And i knelt down in front of the PE attire Sylvia just ditched moments ago.

I brought it up slowly , feeling the texture of the fabric, sick thoughts started hitting me again as i felt my manhood rise.

[ajlover]

good work bro !! very timely update of the nice story...... my humble 3points :)

[tripleaxe]

Now this is what i call a well written realistic story.

Well done.

Future & current writers (you know who you are) should take pointers from him.

[sean69]

TS.. I wanted to say I love you but afraid of what others might think .. :D

nice story !!!

[mr_missile]

TS.. I wanted to say I love you but afraid of what others might think .. :D



seanie bro.....mai kay kay hor..... :D:D

[devilzQQ]

TS.. I wanted to say I love you but afraid of what others might think .. :D

nice story !!!

confession? lols

[FatSpider]

excellent!!!!!

[icenite]

Walao, damn shiok this story..full of fetish..

[lookingforyou]

If this is a real life situation, my hearts goes out to ur sil. But if this fiction: damn good writing skill and really salute u. :)

[tcrecruit]

Clap clap clap clap..... Smooth writer... Great storyline.. Subtle yet potent... Definitely can b made into a movie or mini series...

[ilikeoldchangke]

Thank you thank you :D

Flying for work tomorrow,will update tomorrow morning's edition in a while.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I would never forget that afternoon in Sylvia’s place. I felt like a kid in a candy stall.


The pe shirt was flipped inside out, and I righted it before placing it nicely on the bed. I brought up the bra as well, taking a close look at it’s design. It felt surreal, holding the very bra that Sylvia wore out just hours before. The bra looked old, the light blue a little discoloured, it must have been in the deep recess of the wardrobe for a while already.



I pressed the bra cup to my nose, smelling the interior of the pad, feeling a little ashamed that a grown man like me is doing such an act, I can’t explain, yet amidst the shame and guilt, I felt this satisfying and warm feeling creeping up from my groin.


Am I the only sick person that finds this arousing ?


I slowly slid the bra along my nose, taking my time to reach the part where it would be the closest to the armpits near the side straps. Just like people who prefer certain cuts of their meat, I too have my preference as to which area I like to put my nose too for a bra.



There was no musty smell, perhaps a bit of the ‘old clothes left alone for too long’ kinda scent , but most of it is permeated with Sylvia’s bodily scent which I seemed to have gotten addicted to .


I lifted up the opening of the PE t-shirt, trying my best to place and position the bra near the chest area. Although it was not as full and round as it would have been when Sylvia was wearing it, the simple bulge created by the bra underneath quickened my breathing for some morbid reason.



I bit my lips as I reached for Sylvia’s worn undies. It was a little damp, wet in fact but I reckon it was probably water. The shorts too had a few patches which seemed a little damp, she must have dropped them on the floor in the bathroom when she showered or changed.



I loved the feel of her undies in my hand, and I did not waste time bringing it to my nose. I could detect faint smell of pee, perhaps a careless drop, or a powerful sneeze. There was what I assumed to be the smell of her love juice as well, a foreign sweet scent that I detected, although there was the possibility that my mind was just fucking with me.


I covered my face with her shorts and felt the cool fabric settling on my face, I tried to breathe through the shorts , the fabric sticking to my nostril with each inhale.


I adjusted the tshirt with the hidden bra higher onto the bed and place the shorts below. Using my left cheek, I pretended it was Sylvia who was lying on the bed and I gently rub and grinded my left cheek against what would have been her right breast.



My right hand wrapped her damp undies around my manhood and I started to pleasure myself.

It was hardly a min, perhaps 2 before I lost interest in what I was doing, I needed new challenges, I wanted fresh excitements.



Then the perverse thoughts of wearing Sylvia’s underwear ran through my head. It was not the first time I’m having these thoughts, yet I knew for sure I’m not a gay.

I don’t consider myself a sissy or an ah gua too , but I couldn’t explain why I felt like doing it. I never had the urge to do this to Gillian’s panties, I’ve had access to them for years.



I could not have been thinking straight as I stripped myself of my clothes. The air felt cooler than before as I stood naked in the masterbed room.


My dick stood erected, throbbing with blood and excitement as I put one leg into the opening of Sylvia’s damp underwear.



I started to drag it upwards, the moisture, the feel of the dampness, the caress of the cotton undies against my leg is indescribable. It was a feeling I never felt before.


I did not realise I had stopped breathing through my nose until Sylvia’s panty reached my groin, I was considering putting my other leg through the opening, wearing the underwear fully but I was afraid I would spoil it.


I stretched the underwear a little, using the area which would have covered Sylvia’s privates to cup over my manhood. It felt like I was in actual contact with the moist nether region of my sister in law.

I lifted up the pe shirt with the bra underneath and started to caress my face with it again.



1.15pm

I did not know if it was my stroking or it’s the added effect of Sylvia’s underwear, I felt the end approaching and I needed to release.

I was considering where and how I could give myself a grand finale and I couldn’t decide on a suitable one.



1.20pm

I dropped Sylvia’s clothes back onto the floor, making sure to arrange them back as best as I could and I left her room in search of more interesting and sick things to do.



Needless to say, I headed straight to the pile of unwashed lingerie. I lifted the whole basket and I went into her masterbed room again.


I did not want to empty it onto the bed so I chose a carpeted corner and sat down. I had no plans to buy 4D that week as I sat crosslegged facing Sylvia’s full length mirror. In one swift move, I emptied the basket of worn, unwashed lingerie onto my head.



I was assaulted with a myriad of textures, smooth, silky, damp, you name it. It was a wonderful smell, so arousing and sensual. I did not care about anything or what I was grabbing as I laid down on the carpeted floor, I brought a handful of lingerie to my face, pressing them down hard as I took in deep breaths and stared wanking myself off.



Fuck that had to be the sickest thing I ever done in my life.

I did not last long and the familiar sense of orgasm began creeping into my pelvis.



I stuffed one dark coloured lacy boyshorts into my mouth forcing myself to gag on her worn undies as I quickly wrapped one of Sylvia’s sports bra around my dick.


That sourish ache suddenly became too much to bear and I shot a warm load into the cup of her sports bra as I moaned and groaned out loud in Sylvia’s room, surrounded by her weeks of unwashed undergarments.


1.30pm


I sat up, feeling a little giddy and silly.

I felt much better after shooting my load, and instantly I reflected on what I just did.

Fucking sick was how I would describe it.


I tried to wipe the mess off the bra before I piled everything back into the basket and returned it to the yard.




1.45pm


After a drink of water, I decided to do a bit of exploration.


I opened the master wardrobe and slowly made my way through Joe and Sylvia’s personal belongings.


Joe still had quite a bit of clothes left hanging compared to Sylvia, she really seemed to have exhausted quite a bit of her inventory.



I found a drawer which should have been locked, but the key was left hanging. I slid open the drawer and saw red empty boxes, boxes which would have contained the gold pieces Sylvia wore on her wedding. I saw an empty rolex box, no doubt belonging to Joe but god knows where the watch landed up.



There were some loose foreign currency, the denominations were not big.

Wedding cert, passports and some insurance documents.



I opened another drawer and saw a stack of colourful letters.

I felt my heart sank as I read through the letters Joe wrote many moons ago to Sylvia. The whispers of a sweet future, the thoughts and promises of growing old together sounded a little distant now that things came this far.


There were pictures of them during their courtship, some printed stickers, polaroid taken at a restaurant, even Halloween pictures in a club.

Several of Joe’s letters were done origami style, unfolding them revealed the content within.


I replaced the letters and I continued my search.



2.00pm

I entered the masterbath to see another pile of clothes hanging behind the door. Apparantly Sylvia did not think to bring out these to the yard.


I looked through the products Sylvia uses, her facial foam, her cleanser, toner, even the brand of her toothpaste.


I brushed my teeth using the pink toothbrush on the countertop, praying Joe did not have a preference for Pink.

I saw a good tangle of hair near the floor trap, no doubt a good deal of it belonged to Sylvia but i had no idea what to do with it.

[ilikeoldchangke]

2.10pm

I entered the study, and I power up the pc. While waiting for the screen to load up, I flipped through documents, and folders, trying to see if there were any interesting information of note.

It was password protected



I dropped Sylvia an sms, asking if I could borrow her printer and scanner to do some work .


5 mins later she replied ok.



I waited a while longer before sending another message saying that it’s ok, I’ll wait for her to be back as there’s a password.


I got another text a few minutes later.


Sylvia sms : Try SylviaandJoe



I entered the text and viola, I’m in


I quickly took some documents and did a scan, wanting to clock my usage of the scanner around the same time I asked for the access. I printed a couple of useless documents from my web mail too.



2.20pm

I explored the hardisk, trying to find anything interesting of note.

I plugged in every usb in the drawer, checking out the content.
Nothing


I was just about to call it a day when I noticed an external drive that was connected via one of the ports was not powered on.



I traced for the cable to see it unplugged.


I powered up the drive and waited for it to load.


It was a backup of work documents, holiday photos and emails.

I opened every folder, making sure I did not miss anything and I was well rewarded.



There was one folder



It contained one word document.



It says ‘ dates ‘



I opened it and inside was a list of figures and dates.


It took me a moment to fully understand what it meant.


I checked the date on the computer.



1st October 2010


I checked back the list of the dates, with the latest entry being July 2010.

It seemed Joe and Sylvia were trying for a baby before everything came crashing down.


I sat back against the chair, knowing full well when my sister is law is having her menses.


I concluded 2 things from that notepad.




First , I knew she hasn’t had sex for at least 3 months if the notepad was accurate.

Second, i did a rough count and concluded 1st of October 2010 was not just children’s day.


It was also Sylvia’s ovulation day.

[FatSpider]

time to impregnate her :D

[maxmax99]

Interested story brother.

[BMW69]

Hahaha "you deserve a tiger" xD that sounds really familiar ^^ hope she doesn't come in here if it's non fiction. excellent update as usual bro.

[diputs1269]

Excellent story, waiting to see how she take revenge:)

[Botakhead]

Get that baby, get that baby, make that baby, make that baby.:D

[koebshaq0_0]

Nice twist to the story. Keep up the good work!

[velenma]

Im not into masturbating n used panties

But the way u tell the story got me hooked :p

Waiting eagerly for real action...

Go tiger

[hotdogie]

Yeah man, i've held on to and "used" panties before but never totally weeks old panties on my head.

[cpgoer]

camping for more!

[zeusfist]

camping for more.

[alphonsus]

It was also Sylvia’s ovulation day.



Naughty thoughts :)

[livergreen]

Bro, good write !!
eagerly waiting for the next update ...

[BigBoy2]

Do keep up with the story TS.......

[AlienShow]

good if ts shared some of his sister in-law photo in hdd :D

[otamay]

Saluate you for your story, waiting for updates :)

[Punder]

Hot one ! :D

[ilikeoldchangke]

Apologies for the delay.

Was travelling.

Updates tomorrow morning. :)

[miniboy]

Joe : You think the hardisk is worth $2k ?


a gambler will sell everything he can to go back to casino tables
in MBS a guy actually sell his wife and was made to watch

[sootongs]

a gambler will sell everything he can to go back to casino tables
in MBS a guy actually sell his wife and was made to watch

wah those who are into swinging/sharing get a good deal. satisfy fetish and get paid $$:D

[144Upper]

waiting for the next installment of updates........

[fuzzybunny]

Bro, hope there will be a lot of updates today :)

[ilikeoldchangke]

I shut down the pc and returned everything to the way it was, making sure I left no evidences behind that I went through the drawers and the rest of the study.


I felt a weird sense of excitement as my mind mentally file away and think of the possibilities with the information I have.



2.50pm

I was feeling a little hungry and I had some more bread from breakfast.

I took another look at the kitchen again, I’ve probably looked through in general what the cupboards and cabinets hold but there was still a small area I missed out.




There was an old basket which I noticed earlier on the bar counter. It was an old rattan basket, with a unmatching lid made of plastc. It was tucked all the way into the corner of the bar counter, beside some coasters and glass.


I opened the basket and found a mess of medicine, pills, syrups.

I was about to put it back where it was when another idea ran through my head. I quickly checked the dates of the prescriptions, looking for the latest ones.



There was one which was dated barely 3 weeks ago for Sylvia.

I dug further and I found a half finished bottle of cough syrup together with the flu pills and some lozenges for sore throat.



I felt a weird tingling sensation when I saw the label which warned against operating machinery when on medication.



3.15pm

I was on the sofa, drafting some mails when I heard the keys at the door. I got up and went to unbolt the main door and let the girls back in.

My father in law to be went to get himself a glass of water before joining us at the dining table.


The mood was a little tensed; the girls just stared blankly at their fingers.


When my father in law spoke, he did it in a calm measured voice, I was expecting him to be raving and shouting, that he wanted to kill Joe for laying his hands on Sylvia, but I was wrong.

He gave me a brief summary of what was discussed with the girls over lunch.


He tried getting Joe on his phone but there was no answer and eventually it was off, he wanted me to try Joe instead, and to inform him that all parties should sit down and have a talk.



I was surprised when he asked me how I felt about this matter. I was pretty sure he just wanted to test my reaction.


I took a moment to consider before giving my reply.


James : I agree all parties should sit down and sort this out, I will try to get hold of Joe in the meantime.

I was about to continue further when my father in law suddenly cut in with a sentence, something he rarely did.



FIL : What exactly happened to Joe do you know ? He was not someone who would lay his hands on my daughter.


James : Ermm. I’m not sure what went wrong and it’s quick unthinkable that Joe would actually do that. I … ermm.. donno what to say.


FIL : James, I accepted you into the family and I want to be up front about this, nothing like this should ever happen you understand ? We can sort things out, but getting physical is not the way to solve the matter.



I nodded my head and agree.


My father in law went on , saying that he expects Sylvia to come up with a decision about this matter within a week.

If she wants a divorce, he’ll want the whole matter concluded as soon as possible.

In the meantime, he wanted Sylvia to move back to his place.



I nodded again, my mind barely focusing much on the conversation, instead I drifted to the basket of worn lingerie. Even today I could not understand why is my mind so F up.



I snapped back when Sylvia started to speak.



Sylvia : James, I told dad that I would prefer to stay here, this is my place afterall, and that if sis is ok, she’ll stay here with me for a while.

I nodded my head again, I have no objections towards the matter, after all, Simei is so much nearer to Bedok where I stayed, the amount of travelling time I could save after meeting Gillian is staggering.


James : Ok. I think with Gillian here, at least you have some company.


Sylvia went to say she’ll be getting the locksmith over this afternoon to change the lock but I told her don’t waste the money, I’ll just buy one from homefix and replace the existing one on the metal gate.

That should be more than enough.


The conversation went on a little while longer before everyone fell into an awkward silence.





4pm

When the clock struck 4, I felt as if my fairy godmother had just descended into the apartment. There were no bright blinking lights and flashes of sparkles though, perhaps just a light wave of her wand.


No, the 2 sisters did not suddenly decided to a striptease, my father in law did not magically disappear.



It was the words which came from Gillian which caused a moment of disorientation .


Gillian : Dear ar, we were wondering if you be ok staying over with us for a week in the meantime.


I felt 3 pairs of eyes on me and as much as I wanted to just and wave my hands in the air, I had to keep myself composed.


I just nodded my head meekly, trying to make sure there were no wide grin or smiles on my face.

My mind already started to wander, drifting into la la land.



Although it’s for a week, I felt aroused at what that meant.


Does it mean I get to watch Tv with Sylvia in the evening ?

Perhaps see her coming out of the shower, drying her hair, smiling at me ?

Have breakfast together in the morning perhaps ?



It felt surreal, a little weird in fact, and I was so sure my fairy godmother was somewhere in the apartment, waving and waving her wand.



Sylvia : Sorry to trouble you ar James, just that I think it would be good at least if sis and you were around. Dad’s agreeable too.


We concluded the arrangements and the girls left the table.


My father in law got up and asked me to join him for a walk.






4.15pm

The afternoon was humid and the air felt heavy, other than some casual chat, we did not speak much until we reached the pool.



My father in law saw down at the deck chair and I took the one opposite him.


I was expecting more lectures but I was surprised when he said he’s going to get a PI to get hold of Joe.

I was even more surprised that he said he’s fully supportive of the divorce and he no longer wanted Joe near Sylvia.



James : But I thought you said you’re leaving the decision to Sylvia.

FIL : I will not allow the man who hit my daughter and emptied her account to be part of the family.


He went on to say he knew his daughter well, from the looks of it, she was also giving up on the relationship.

He asked me if I knew something was wrong with Joe before all this happened and I told him honestly that Joe borrowed money frequently from me as well.


He nodded, staring into the pool.



He asked if I knew where Joe lived exactly and I nodded. I couldn’t give the exact address but I could describe the place and remembered the unit.


FIL : Sylvia refused to tell me where he used to stay. I knew the estate but not the exact unit.



I saw him took a deep breath before we concluded the conversation.



He said he needed to make a move, and that he’ll be in touch if he needed more information. I nodded and watched him walk towards the carpark.


I was curious all along what my father in law did for a living because he hardly spoke about his job. The words he used were usually just government jobs, boring, pushing documents whenever the topic arises.

I had my suspicions, especially when I heard a few guys called him ‘sir’ during the phototaking part of Sylvia and Joe’s wedding.

He did not really talk about his day at work and I knew from Gillian that his dad was in the military but I did not know exactly which branch or unit he works in.



4.30pm

I went back to the apartment and I saw the girls chatting softly as they hung around the Yard. Gillian just watched as Sylvia started dumping her worn lingerie into the washing machine.


I felt my erection coming as pictures and thoughts of what I did with that basket of treasures moments ago floated through my mind.


I was about to walk away but I quickly backtracked and went towards the Yard.

James : Oei oei oei…. Use the laundry bag.


The girls looked back and me before laughing and started emptying the washing machine again.



Gillian : Dear, how come you know so much about housework ar..

I ignored her and walked away as I replied.

James : I started learning the day I found out you knew nothing about it.




I heard the girls laugh as I went to grab some of my stuff to head back home. I needed to bring some clothes over , perhaps a small luggage for my one week holiday.

I was contemplating getting more MCs, the next week, perhaps more urgent leave, but that’s sure to drive my boss nuts.


As I gathered up my clothes, the girls popped into the guest room and Gillian quickly pushed it to her sis to break the news.


Gillian : Sis got something to ask you James. Haha.



Sylvia looked a little embarrassed when she asked if she could sleep with Gillian in the guest room during that period.

I was about to agree when she quickly added.



Sylvia : If you and Gillian wanted some ‘alone’ time, I can go down to the pool and read a book.

She stressed the ‘alone’ part a little obviously and Gillian gave her a push, putting her out of the frame of the door, away from sight.

[ilikeoldchangke]

She popped right back and said a little more seriously this time.


Sylvia : Sorry James, just that I would feel more comfortable if I don’t sleep alone.

James : It’s ok, I’ll take the living room, no worries.

Sylvia : No lah, take the masterbed room.



I just nodded and smiled.



5.00pm


I left Simei and went back to Bedok, telling my mum about the situation and that I’ll be staying over for a week.



6.30pm

I left my place with luggage in toll. I dropped by the hardware shop and got a padlock.




7.30pm

Padlock changed


The girls were waiting for me to be back so we could grab dinner together. It felt like I was back in school, going to stay over at a classmate’s place for the weekend.

I was feeling excited, and countless naughty thoughts kept popping up into my mind.



9.00pm

We had a slow walk back to the condo after dinner at Eastpoint. The girls helped to change the bedsheets in the masterbed room .

As the struggled with the pillows and bolster, I took out the main bedsheets, feeling a little sad that Sylvia’s smell would not be present that night.


I noticed her PE attire and her lingerie were still on the floor, when the girls were not paying attention, I dropped the old bedsheets on top of them.



9.10pm

As expected, the girls left the pile of old sheets on the floor, adding to the first pile I created with theirs.


I was looking forward to bed, with the company of Sylvia’s worn clothes.



9.45pm

We washed up and gathered in the living room for TV that Friday evening. Gillian cuddled up with me on the sofa, my fingers wrapped around the soft fabric of Sylvia’s pyjamas.


Sylvia took the seat at the side, crossing her legs as she meddled with her phone and watched the TV at the same time.




11pm

I was feeling a little horny and I gave Gillian a look. She gave me a subtle shake of her head and I tried my best to make my erection go down but she wasn’t helping with both her calves sitting comfortably on my thigh.



11.30pm

I got up and said I’m heading to bed.


Gillian was unhappy I did not want to stay through the lord of the rings with her on HBO and called out after me.

Gillian : I hope you get a nightmare.


11.35pm

I turned on the aircon and shut the door.


I retrieved the Pe attire worn by Sylvia that morning together with the lingerie and brought it under the quilt with me.


Thoughts of Gillian coming in suddenly made me decide to just put it back under the pile.


I fell asleep wishing Sylvia was beside me.





2nd October 2010

I had already planned to meet my friend that afternoon so I left the girls after breakfast, Gillian told me she’ll be heading back to grab some of her work clothes later in the day.

Sylvia was sneezing away at the table that morning.



3.30pm

Gillian dropped me an sms saying that she’s heading back to pack, Sylvia’s not feeling well and is resting after taking her medication.

Gillian sms : Can you grab some fish soup or something for sis on your way back ? I’ll probably reach back late evening.

James sms : ok



I felt a sudden surge of excitement as I told my friends I had to attend to something and needed to leave immediately.



Then $14 cab right was worth every cent when I opened the door to a quiet apartment.

I could hear the fan coming from the guest room.



I slowly made my way and stuck my head into the guest room.


I saw a sight that was similar to bees seeing a bottle of honey.


I took my phone out and made sure it was on silent mode.



I tiptoed inside the room.


And I pressed the first click.


http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l6bLXwHUeg4/UZrYoQ501sI/AAAAAAAAADg/iIYbvMFcqPE/s1600/syl+slp+1.jpg


I was having mixed feelings as I slowly focused on the lower back that was exposed, I felt worried, what if Sylvia suddenly turned around.


What if she woke up ?


http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-t56ky6qI5VM/UZrZOGBFUwI/AAAAAAAAADo/h9B9RfX1AwA/s1600/syl+slp+2.jpg


But the exposed flesh is too much for me to bear as I shifted myself to look at her tight bums behind her sleep pants.

So tight, so alluring, so tempting.

As I gradually moved, my breath was taken away from me as I saw the peek of a butt crack.

http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BuR5JqJnj2M/UZrZTod2trI/AAAAAAAAADw/M9pYm6qcQYQ/s1600/syl+slp+3.jpg


I tried to zoom, I was tempted to really put my phone close but I was afraid. I wanted to try and lift her top higher too but I was worried.




I could feel my erection pushing against my pants as is adjusted my angle and tried to take more pictures, holding my breaths at the same time.


I left the room 5 minutes later with no less than 30 shots to join the hardisk of Sylvia’s secrets.



My heart was thumping as I paced around the living room.


Day one of my stay over and I got lucky.



I racked my mind, thinking of what else I can do.



And then it hit me like a ton of rocks.



I calmed myself down and steadied my breathing.



And I tiptoed towards my sleeping sister in law again.

[BigBoy2]

Nice update Bro.... Do update more.... Thanks for keeping us entertained.

[eeemen]

Welcome back master writer! Your stories are always so engaging. Now it's the part that I'm looking forward to, the mater planner and revenge that is coming up. You have a way with scheming and planning, lots to learn from you, lol. :D. Looking forward to more posts, cheers bro, ............

[lostbird]

Bro, your writing skill superb!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Can't stop reading!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ilikeoldchangke]

I felt my sense heighten as I thought about what I was about to do.

I kept very quiet and I stood motionless at the door, observing Sylvia in her state. I took a few steps forward, trying to see if she’s awake but the pillow was covering her face.


I knelt down on my knees and slowly crawled towards her exposed lower back.



I knew it was a sick act but it gave me satisfaction, and I could feel blood flowing freely to my dick, straining against my pants.


I took a quick sniff, smelling the area where her lower back is exposed, I could pick up some perspiration smell and remnants of her afternoon shower. It was extremely arousing as I quickly right myself up and checked on the still sleeping Sylvia.



I went down low again, taking care to exhale all my breath before going close to her exposed skin, I wouldn’t want to be blowing hot air on her naked flesh.


I suck in the air slowly , going as close as I could towards the opening created by her perky bums, it was indescribable. There was this sweet womanly scent and put a smile on my face, I could not explain why, probably just my mind fucking with me again but I felt this weird sense of elation, happiness and joy.



I swallowed a mouthful of saliva as I let my nose ran lower, sniffing my sisiter in law’s backside. It was mostly the smell of fabric, and a bit of the softlan smell.
My eyes slowly traced Sylvia’s legs, moving slowly to her feet.


She was wearing a ¾ pants, and it covered most of her legs, exposing only a bit of calves and the rest of her feet. Her manicured nails had seen better days, some of the paint was peeling off.

Her toes looked so delicious, cute and suckable.



The plaster I helped her put on Thursday had been removed, revealing an ugly cut and a scratch.


I brought my nose close again, my mind reeling from the sick act as I smell my sister in law’s feet and calves.



I stood up in the room, feeling a little frisky as I considered my next course of action. I was tempted to just take my dick out and start wanking to the scene in front of me. Although it was nothing much except an exposed back, I can’t help feeling really aroused and horny seeing my sister in law in that state.



4.15pm

Thankfully the bigger head prevailed and I left the room. I took a look around the house and noticed the bedsheets and the PE attire had joined a pile of clothes at the yard.


I did not know which bra was worn by who so I kissed and lick both of it, trying to imagine I’m tasting the nipples of Sylvia, flicking it with my tongue.



4.30pm

The tsunami of perverse thoughts started coming in waves and before long, my warped and twisted mind decided to try something else.


I went to the town centre and bought a serving of fish soup for Sylvia and slowly went through the plan in my head a few times.

It requires a bit of luck and there were some uncertainty involved but I decided to go ahead with it.



5.00pm

I arrived back at the apartment and I decide to wake Sylvia up. Her position looked more decent now, with her just lying face up. She looked really hot with her eyes close, unaware of what was going on around her.



I gently shook Sylvia but I got no response from her. It was after several attempts, including a couple of heavy taps and shake on her forearms before she finally roused from her deep slumber.


James : Sylvia, Gillian told me to get you some fish soup before you take your meds.

She looked groggy and a little disorientated as she stretched herself on the bed.
Sylvia : Oh ok, thanks James.

James : Wah, you look quite bad leh.

I took the opportunity to touch her on her forehead, feeling her damp skin on my hand

James : hmm. A bit of fever I think.



I asked her if she had a thermometer and she said it’s somewhere in her room but don’t bother with it.


I left her and went on out to the dining area, hoping she would come out of the guest room.


I almost wanted to punch my fist in the air when I saw her stagger out zombie like towards the dining table. I opened up the fish soup for her, setting the utensils for her and poured her a glass of water.



I told her to take a bit if she’s not hungry then take her meds, not good to take them on empty stomach. She nodded like a zombie as she brushed her hair behind her ears.


I asked her where did she put her medication and retrieved them from behind the bar counter. Taking a quick look, I realised it was pretty much the same batch of meds I found in the old rattan basket.



I checked the time and took a mental note of what time she would be due for the next round of medication.


5.15pm

Sylvia had a bit of the soup I bought and she stuck out her hand as I emptied the tablets onto her palms.


She just took a swig of the cough syrup direct from the bottle, looking at the guage how much she consumed before taking another small sip to ensure it’s the right dosage.



I told her to go rest and I’ll wake her up around 9 plus for the next round of medicine.



I went with her into the room , and I told her she needed to just sweat the cold off. I turned down the fan and I helped her cover up fully with the blanket.

James : This is not enough, you got other blankets ?

She shook her head and I brought over the big quilt from the masterbed room.

As I helped to cover her up she exclaimed with a throaty laugh.

Sylvia : Wah. Dumpling ar.

James : Let the sweat come out and you’ll be fine in a few hours.


Her eyes closed as she thanked me.
I drew the curtains and left the guest room.



So far so good.


I immediately dropped Gillian an sms asking where is she , she replied 5 minutes later that she’s still back home packing.

I told her let me know when she’s on her way here, I want to walk her over from the train station as the road is pretty quiet.

Gillian :  Ok… love you..



5.45pm

I went in to check on Sylvia asking in a rather audible voice is she’s ok and is it too hot for her but I got no reply.

I waved my hands in front of Sylvia’s face , repeating my question but there were no reaction from her.



I had a long shower before I went to catch some TV, praying the sun would set sooner.

I took Sylvia’s phone and tried to fiddle with it only to realize it was locked.


I used the house phone and made a call to Sylvia’s mobile, the moment it connected, I just left both phones on the line.

Incoming call is free anyway.

I’m just interested in draining the battery.




7pm

It’s starting to get dark and I could feel butterflies in my stomach again. I dropped Gillian an sms, telling her I’ve already taken care of Sylvia’s dinner, and she’s gone back to rest after taking her meds.


Gillian replied saying she’s having dinner with her parents and will be coming over after she’s done.



7.30pm

The sky is rather dark and I dimmed the lights in the whole house.


I went into the guest room again, Sylvia was still buried deep under that pile of sheets and blanket and I shook her gently, asking how she felt but I got no reply.

I checked Sylvia’s mobile, it’s already dead and I replaced it back onto the side table.




7.45pm

I went into the living room and adjusted the clock forward to 9.15pm

I did the same for the guest room, and for the clock in the kitchen.
I even changed the one in masterbed room just to be sure.


I felt an erection coming again as I ran through my plan again in my head. Bracing myself, I went to the guest room to wake Sylvia up.


I called out several times, shaking her gently but she was still deep in sleep. It was only after several taps on her cheek before she roused a little, mumbling something about letting her sleep.


I brought Sylvia’s medicine into the room, placing them on the side table before I tried to wake her again.


James : Sylvia. Time for your medicine.

She took a good 2-3 minutes before waking up as she reached for the phone, trying to look at the time before realizing the battery is flat.

Sylvia: James, help me plug this in.



I saw her looked at the luminous hands of the clock in the room and I switched on the small table lamp, passing her the glass of water I prepared.


I asked if she was feeling any better and she nodded as she took her meds again.

Sylvia : Feels better after sweating it out.

I told her to change out of her wet clothes and dry herself properly before going back to sleep and she nodded, climbing out of the bed as I cleared the meds off the beside table.

[ilikeoldchangke]

Actual time 7.55pm
Sylvia’s time 9.20pm



I got a message from Gillian, saying that she’s almost done, and will be heading my way soon. I panicked a little as I did not know her exact location.

A mistake I should not have made.



Actual time 8pm
Sylvia’s time 9.25pm



5 minutes after she shuffled into the master bedroom, Sylvia emerged in another set of sleep clothes. She had a bundle of clothes in her hand as she came out into the living room.


After dropping them off at the yard, I felt my heartbeat quickened as she sat down at the dining table with me.



I was starting to feel a little anxious as if she did not go to bed before Gillian joined us, I’ll be fucked. We had some small chat, and Sylvia was apologetic for troubling me but I shrugged it off, saying it’s ok.


As the clock ticked by I began to perspire.



Actual time 8.15 pm
Sylvia’s time 9.40pm



I could feel my heartbeat increased as I dread for the moment when Gillian’s message or phone call arrive, asking me to pick her from the station. Or worse, she decides to just pop right in.




Actual time 8.25 pm
Sylvia’s time 9.50pm



Gillian’s call came, saying she just left bugis, asks me to estimate the time and meet her at the station.

I told Sylvia I’m going to pick Gillian up in a while at the station and she nodded before getting up.


She shuffled back into the room and brought out the quilt, saying she doesn’t need it.



Actual time 8.30 pm
Sylvia’s time 9.55pm



Sylvia went to the bathroom as I tore at my hair, cursing myself for the stupid plan.



Actual time 8.40 pm
Sylvia’s time 10.05pm



Gillian smsed again, saying she’s already at Kembangan.


I was about to go mad when Sylvia suddenly came out of the bathroom and shuffled into the guest room.

I pretended to walk pass and saw that she had just tuck herself back into bed.




Actual time 8.50 pm
Sylvia’s time 10.10pm



I did a quick check on Sylvia she saw that she had turned sideways, covering her face with her pillow.


My phone rang, Gillian asking me where am I as she’s already at the train station
I told her I’m having a tummy ache, be right there in a while.



I quickly adjusted the clocks back to the original time as perspirations dotted my forehead.



8.55pm

I double checked that everything is ok before I head to the yard and retrieved the bundle of clothes Sylvia dropped into the basket.



I felt my dick stir as I felt the wet fabric in my hands.

Her freshly sweat soak sleep clothes which I took pictures of.


I felt a sense of excitement as I slowly unwrapped the bundle, hoping to find what I’m looking for. I was not disappointed when I found the wet and damp underwear intertwined with her pants.

I brought it to my nose and I could not describe the sensation it was bringing to my erection.


I carried the bundle as I paced around the apartment, thinking where would be a good place to keep it.




Right when I was pacing in the middle of the living room, I heard the unlocking of the gates and I cursed at my plan.


I quickly dashed into the master bedroom, stuffing the bundle of Sylvia’s clothes under the quilt she had just returned.


I barely made it out into the guest toilet when the main door was opened and Gillian called out for me.



9.03pm

I heard the knock on the guest bathroom and I flushed the WC before opening the door.



I gave Gillian a weak smile and apologized , saying I had a tummy ache.

Gillian : Wah, you perspire until like that ar.



James : Big business, need a lot of energy.




She nodded her head and went into the living room just in time to avoid the growl coming from my stomach.

I thought about the stash of freshly stained clothes I had hidden and concluded that it was worth forsaking dinner for.

[Botakhead]

Great sacrifice for greater enjoyment.:D

[hotdogie]

Hahaha and i thought there was going to be an even more nefarious plan.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I waited for Gillian to head into the shower before I pillaged the kitchen for something to fill my stomach, half way through more bread and water I felt a silly suddenly, going through all this to satisfy my sexual cravings.


It had just dawn on me that Sylvia’s sick and here I am trying to take advantage of the situation.

It also occurred to me that since Sylvia is unwell, chances are Gillian would be spending the evening with me.

I quickly chowed down my food and went into the room and retrieved the damp clothes, it was a pity letting them go at the yard after all the effort but I sensed a pretty good chance for me to seek release that evening.



I waited at the entrance of the bathroom and Gillian gave me a look from the corner of her eye when she saw me blocking the door as she dried her hair.
She tried to squeeze pass me but I grabbed her around the waist, half dragging and pulling her into the master bedroom.

In a mix of giggles and frowns, she tried to keep the commotion down


Gillian : Siao ar Dear, sis is in the next room… don’t la.

James : I’m going mad, you need to save me..



I managed to drag her to the bed where she fell with a giggle onto the sheets.

We made out, tried doing it near the window before I came in missionary staring at the giant portrait of Sylvia and Joe.

It was an erotic session, making out in your sister in law’s bed, staring at her in her wedding gown.



Gillian fell asleep in my arms that evening, it had been a while since we got to sleep together after sex.




3rd October 2010

Sunday.
8am



I was the first one up that morning before the girls joined me around 9. Sylvia’s said she feels so much better after a good rest and thinks probably just one more round of meds should do the trick.


Sunday was usually the day I usually have dinner with my parents or my in laws, Gillian and I would try to schedule at least once per side each month. It was the least we could do given the kind of schedule led by corporate mules these days in Singapore.


I would have loved to spend some alone time with Gillian, going to the movies, shopping perhaps but somehow I felt this weird attachment to Sylvia. It was as if part of me wanted her to join us when we go out.

I couldn’t explain it, but I began to believe I’m craving for her attention.



12pm


Gillian headed for the shower as we got ready to head out that Sunday afternoon. We invited Sylvia to join us but she says she wants to rest at home.


I joined Sylvia at the sofa, asking how was she feeling.

Sylvia : You meant the cold or everything that is going on ? haha

I gave an embarrassed laugh and added that I’m asking about both.



Sylvia : I feel much better, thanks for taking care of me yesterday. If not I think I’ll still be feeling quite bad today.

James : It’s ok, I didn’t do much, but you were really hard to wake yesterday man. Haha.

James : I had to call and shake and tap before you even acknowledge me.



Sylvia slapped her thighs with a ‘piak’ as she laughed at me comment.

Sylvia: I’m so sorry, that happens when I take cough syrup, I don’t know why also. Just felt so nice to sleep after that.

James : No wonder.

Sylvia : Actually even without the meds, I could still be quite hard to wake. Haha.


I brought up the subject of Joe, saying that I tried calling him this couple of days but he did not answer the phone. I dropped him several messages too without getting a reply.

Sylvia just nodded and stared at the TV.


Sylvia : I’ve kinda gave up on this already.

She went on to say that she had been putting up with his nonsense several months back, and it seemed he was the first one giving up on that relationship.


Then came a moment of awkward silence as we both sat staring at the Tv that was not even on.


I was looking at Sylvia’s legs again through the reflection of the Tv, the way they intercross each other as they laid so deliciously on the coffee table. Sylvia spoke suddenly, asking if I could do her a favour.




Sylvia : You said you’ll help me if I wriggle my toes James, haha. Still up for it ?

James : haha, of course. What do you need me to do.

Sylvia : I don’t know if there’s any chance of me getting my money back but I would still like to try.

I nodded, waiting for Sylvia to continue.

Sylvia : And ermm… if you are free one of the week day evenings after work , can you accompany me to Joe’s place ?



I was a little surprised when she asked , I wanted to ask why but she seemed like she have not completed her sentence.

Sylvia : I still have some stuff at his place, I just want to clear out everything.


I agreed and told her I’ll make time either on Monday or Tueday. I could meet her straight at the train station near Joe’s place.



Sylvia : Thanks James.

We chatted for a while longer , talking about happier times before Gillian came out of the shower.

Sylvia got up and went into the study.


I took a quick shower and left the place with Gillian.



9pm

We got back to see Sylvia swinging away at the Wii remote, playing tennis with the computer. Gillian gave a shriek and ran off to join Sylvia.



4th October 2010



7.30am
Mass orgy

For the bathroom I meant.



We did not anticipate that everyone is going to use the bathroom at around the same time and that first morning was a total mess.

I had just work up and was about to get out of bed with an erection poking at my shorts when the room door opened.

I quickly got under the sheets again, just remaining in my upright position as Sylvia gave me a casual wave and headed into the toilet.



I got up and went for the guest bathroom, I was about to close the door before Gillian rushed in.

James : Dear I need to pee.

She ignored me as said go ahead as she started brushing her teeth.



I gave up trying to fight a losing battle and I waited in the living room for my turn.



8.00am
The girls came out of the bathroom around the same time and I finally got to wash up.


I heard the knock on my door and Gillian shouted that she’s heading off with her sis.


By the time I finish my dump , it was already 8.15.


I got dressed and reached the train at 8.30 for another mass orgy.



4.30pm

I was clearing some backlog of work when I got an sms from Sylvia.
She asked if I’m free to join her at Joe’s place that evening.




I replied I’m ok, and she asked me to meet at 7.30pm.

7.15pm

I was early but Sylvia was earlier.

I seldom see Sylvia in her work wear and she looked rather hot in heels and pants.

Classy is the word.



We took a slow walk towards Joe’s place, Sylvia told me she called ahead and Joe’s dad answered the phone, asking her to come on over.


James : Did he say anything about Joe ?

Sylvia : He hasn’t seen him for a few days already.


I nodded as we walked along the small street where I remembered the entourage of cars was parked on their wedding day.



7.25pm

Joe’s parents asked us in and Sylvia introduced me as her sister’s fiancé. Joe’s parents recognized me instantly and pleasantries were exchanged.
I could tell they were a little upset when Joe was mentioned, they too said that he seemed a totally different person.


Sylvia told her in laws that she’s trying to get hold of him to talk things out.
I believe the hint was big enough when she said she wanted to retrieve some stuff from Joe’s room.

[ilikeoldchangke]

7.30pm

We entered Joe’s room and Sylvia went to the cupboard. She brought along a paper bag and started putting her clothes into it.


Sleep wear, casual, pants, skirts, everything. Lingerie too.

She managed to stuff a few pair of flats and heels into her shoe bag too.

I did not help but just took a seat on the bed, staring at the photos on the walls and table.



Sylvia passed me the bags when she’s done and the next thing she did sent a chill down my spine.


She dove deep into the recess of the cupboard, digging through Joe’s clothes.

I saw her brought out piles of Joes clothes, sorting through them , lifting them up one by one as if she was searing for something.



James : Ermmm.. what are you looking for.

Sylvia : er.. it’s nothing.. just checking.



She stuffed all the clothes back and went straight to the pc table, pulling out the chair.

I saw her face turn pale when she tried to reach for the cpu and it was not there.

It’s sitting in a box under my bed.



Her shoulder’s slouched and Sylvia just sat motionless at that table.

I got up and asked if she’s ok.


Sylvia : No I’m not..
I could see she was on the verge of tears as her eyes started to water.

I pulled a napkin from a box nearby and she took it.


Sylvia : James I need to get hold of Joe. It’s really important.

I knew what was going on but somehow part of me wanted to milk this situation for all it’s worth.

As I watched Sylvia dry her tears on the table, I knew I was going to hell.



Perhaps a special place for sick and fuck up people like me.



I knew it was wrong but somehow I felt compelled to do it. To push it.


To take advantage of the situation.


I put a hand on her shoulder and gave it a gentle squeeze.

James : What’s wrong Sylvia ? Tell me.
She just shook her head, saying I won’t understand.



I asked her a question.

James : It’s ok if you don’t want to say but if you trust me enough to help you, share it with me. I’ll do what I can.


I knelt down, bringing myself to her level as she swiveled her chair towards me.
James : Tell me what’s wrong ?

Sylvia : I don’t know how to put this.

She took a while to compose herself before telling me as straight forward as she could.

Sylvia : There was a hardisk . It contained really private and personal stuff.

She looked away, not wanting to meet my eye. I could see tears swelling up again.



James : Don’t worry. I’ll help you get it back

She laughed, drying her tears at the same time.
Sylvia : We don’t even know where Joe is right now.


I stood up and put my hands in my pockets.
James : Don’t worry, I’ll find a way.


She did not seem convinced, probably thinking I’m just out to console her.

I tried to lighten up the situation.

James : You wriggled your toes didn’t you ? that’s a start remember ?

She laughed again , but did not offer up a reply.



Then I put the question in a way that caught her attention.

James : So….


I paced around the room.

James : You think I can have a peek at the disk if I get it back ?

I saw her stand up immediately and smacked me on my arms several times as she laughed a miserably and sobbing laugh.

I waited for her to calm down and tell her to take it easy. I promise I will sort things out for her.


We waited for her to compose herself before leaving Joe’s room and saying our goodbyes to Joe’s parents.



In the lift, Sylvia suddenly spoke.


Sylvia : I can’t let you take a peek of the disk James, but I’ll never forget your help.

She turned and looked at me as we descended to the ground floor.



James : I’ll get it back…. Then I’ll blackmail you .


She burst out laughing, smacking me on my back as we left the lift.



Sylvia added one last sentence that really made my day.

Sylvia : Better you than Joe….

[koebshaq0_0]

Well done bro, just when I was checking the thread to see if you have any new updates, I saw your latest postings. Thanks.

[Userlim]

Keep it up bro! :D

[alphonsus]

Thank you very much !

[zeusfist]

Nice update bro. exciting ar!!!

[pad2]

Fantastic writing..

Can't wait for the update..

No points to give.. :D

[thingshappen]

very exciting story and writing, can't wait for more!

[BigBoy2]

Wonderful.... I think we can help to put it into a book already.... Keep it going Sir................

[sootongs]

Ah what a tease!! Dun stop man :) can be a plot of JAV Attackers genre

[maxmax99]

Getting more and more exciting.

[hotdogie]

Hmm such a quandry, to give the hardisk back or not. But i'd be more concerned if they did find Joe. i.e. Joe has your secrets and he's now a liability with nothing to lose.

[devilzQQ]

blackmail coming up! nice dose of the day!

[ilikeoldchangke]

I tried my best to change the topic, bringing Sylvia’s attention away from the hardisk.

I called Gillian and she said she’ll take a while longer at work, asking me to head back on my own. I asked if Sylvia’s hungry and we decided to grab dinner at the food centre near army market.



The 15 minute walk gave me a nice private period with Sylvia, come to think of it, despite knowing each other for so long, that was the first time we were walking alone to somewhere, someplace.

I tried my best not to bring up conversations that will be linked back to Joe or the happier times we spent as 2 couples but it was hard. The common topics I have with Sylvia inevitably revolves around family.



We ordered char kuay teow and sugar cane.

I could tell Sylvia’s feeling rather moody, who wouldn’t be when a hardisk of your naked pictures and videos were missing. I could not imagine the fear and the uncertainty she was going through. I decided to dig a little , trying to see if there was another part of Sylvia hidden beneath that still had a bit of optimism left.


James : So, what do you usually do in your free time ?

Sylvia : Hahaha, has it come to this ? haha,

James : I mean come on, I’m your brother in law , how would I know what sports or hobby you have ? haha


She laughed as she played with the remainder of her noodles.

She played along, knowing full well I just wanted to engage her in a conversation.



I was surprised when she started talking about what she liked, our conversation just flowed on smoothly, the awkward pauses were gone when we realised we both love to read, particularly works from similar authors.

Her eyes lit up when I brought up some of the scenes in a few books, telling me which one she though was her favourite.

Dan brown was one of her favourite but she had not read his latest yet. I told her I’ll pass her a copy as I have the entire collection.



We did not realize how fast time past when we were talking. I hardly remembered the part where we left the food centre and got to the train station.

I did not even realised we had board the train, heading back towards her place.

Only when we paused for the traffic light outside Simei Mrt did I realize that within that few hours, I found out more about my sister in law than I had the past few years.

I felt this sweet funny feeling like I was on a date.

First date.



Although we walked by each other’s side, we kept a respectful distance, but there was the inevitable bump against the arms whenever our conversation got too heated.



10.15pm

We got into the apartment and I called Gillian immediately to check on her. She said she’s done for the day but will hang around 15 minutes more so she can take a cab back on company’s expenses.


Sylvia and I went to shower respectively.


One thing of note was Sylvia still used her masterbath while I kept to the guest room. So if I happened to be in the room, I would see her coming out of the bathroom, smelling the fresh scent of her shampoo.



10.45pm

I was hanging around the living room as I planned to wait for Gillian and pick her up from the lobby when Sylvia popped out into the living area with a book.

She plonked down beside me in her pyjamas, a loose singlet that allowed me a flash peek of her bra and she crossed her legs on the sofa, showing them off again in her sleeping shorts.




Sylvia : Here, this one is good too.


I saw her bring out some works by Steve Alten and I immediately pointed out my favourite.

James : This one is so cool la, haha.

Sylvia : yah… I love his sci fi works. Sooo interesting right !



I did not realize it but our conversation took off again.



11.05pm

I got a call from Gillian and I told Sylvia I’ll be heading down to pick her up and she nodded before heading back to her room.



11.10pm

I got back into the apartment with Gillian and Sylvia came out to meet us with a mask on her face, waving to her sister as she sat down at the sofa.



11.45pm

I was about to sleep when the room door open and I saw the 2 girls come into my room.



James : What’s up ?


I felt my heart skip a beat as both of them got onto the bed and said they have something to discuss with me.



There it is.

I knew someone high above still loves me.

My fantasy of banging the 2 sisters is going to happen right when I least expected it.

Life is good.



I was barely lost in thought for a second or 2 when Gillian’s words brought me back from my dreams.



Gillian : Dear ar, Sis and I were thinking that it’s a bit troublesome for you if you are sleeping here. So we are proposing you take the guest room instead.

I looked at Sylvia and she nodded her head.



Sylvia : Sorry James, it’s just that I don’t want to sleep inside here alone but since Gillian is here and all my clothes are here too.


I told the girls I understand and I got out of bed.


Gillian : hey hey. Not today la. Start from tomorrow.

James : Oh.. what’s the difference ?



Sylvia laughed and got up, heading for the door, shaking her head at the same time.


Our eyes met for that brief moment when I realised that Gillian was not heading out with her. I felt my gf rolling over to my side as Sylvia closed the door behind her.


I looked at my gf and was about to ask her what’s the occasion when she answered my question.



Gillian : Dear ar….. I got a morning meeting at Changi business park tomorrow at 10.00.

I laughed and knew what she was getting at.



No point for her to head all the way to Biopolis only to head back to Changi.
She straddled me and removed her top.

Sylvia left my mind for a good 30 minutes of body straining workout, yet when the end is near, I pumped Gillian from her behind, looking at that same portrait of Sylvia in her wedding gown.



Somehow Joe did not enter my field of vision at all.




I cuddled up with Gillian and I felt the heaviness of her head on my shoulder as she slid deep into sleep while I lay awake.

My mind was trying to wrap around the situation I was in.




I was holding on to something that I was not suppose to have.

Sylvia thinks Joe was holding on to them instead.

Joe’s nowhere to be found.




I kept repeating these few lines, trying to draw a connection where I could make use of.

Stupid plans popped into my head, including one where I just wore a mask and try to blackmail Sylvia.

There was even one where I pretended to steal from Joe.


I began to feel my brain is failing me and I felt a moment of panic.



I would be dragged down by this if I would not come up with a suitable explanation.

After much deliberation, I concluded that Joe needed to be found and I decided to try getting him again the next day.




5th October 2010

Lunch time.



I dropped Joe an sms, choosing my words carefully.

James sms : Bro, Sylvia went to your place to retrieve her belongings and she was looking for the disk as well. What you want me to do ?



I was half way through lunch with my colleagues when my phone rang.

It was Joe and he wanted to meet immediately.



3pm

He called me saying he’s across my office and I went out to meet him.

The first thing I said was ‘what the fuck’.


James : What the fuck bro ? You wack Sylvia up ar ?

Joe : It was an accident, I just lost it.



Joe still looked human although I could see the weariness around his eyes. He seemed like he lost weight compared to the last time I saw him a few days ago. He smell like he could use a shower too.


James : You ok or not ? I think everyone needs to sit down and sort this out.

Joe : There is nothing to talk about liao la, look at me.


James : What happened ?

Joe said his debt is still spiraling out of control, he already borrowed another 12k from his parents and he’s planning to leave the country.


James : Your father in law is trying to get hold of you, says he’s getting a PI.


Joe shrugged it off saying that he couldn’t care less.

He gestured me over under a tree and asked me if the disk was still with me.

James : Of course. How do you want to deal with it ?



Even I could not believe the words that fell from Joe’s mouth, I felt a mix of anger and suddenly I despised him.

He wanted to blackmail Sylvia with more money.



James : Are you fucking out of your mind ? She’s your wife for god sake.

Joe : Don’t pretend to be a fucking saint la James. You should see yourself when I offered to sell you the disk.



James : Fuck you la, this is wrong.

Joe lost his temper and we quarreled in the middle of that busy street.



When he finally calmed down he said all he wanted was money to tide things over.

Joe : Can you spare a bit more ?

James : What about those you owe ?



I told Joe I was pretty tight too and the conversation came to an awkward silence.


Then he spoke again.

It felt like a man doing every desperate attempt and at that moment I really felt sorry for him.

[ilikeoldchangke]

Joe : James , really, lend me a bit more , last time.

James : Can we solve the disk issue first, how do we close this chapter.



I felt like punching him when the words left his mouth.

Joe : I don’t care what you do. You can sell it to your friends, charge people to view of whatever fuck, just … just…



He searched his mind for an answer before throwing out a figure, trying his luck.

Joe : Just pass me another 4k. I would never say a word. You can decide what you want to do with the disk.



I sighed and really scratch my head, I could not believe I was even having that conversation.

I told Joe that there was no way I have 4k and that even I find it hard to believe the words coming from his mouth.



Joe : Or would you rather pass me the disk and I do it myself. Think of it this way, I can get enough from Sylvia to repay you even.


I laughed

James : Bro, I be upfront with you, looking at the state you are in now, I don’t think I will pass you the disk. I donno what you will do.



We both went quiet for a good 2 minutes.


James : Where are you heading ?

Joe : Going to KL, genting.

James : Fuck man you got to be kidding me.



He just shrug his shoulder.

James : Look Joe, I just want closure and I have a proposal.

His ears perked up and he turned towards me.



You will pass the disk back to Sylvia. I will clean up the content and pass you the blank one before you leave.

He wanted to speak but I held up my hand



James : Let me finish.


James : On the condition we have an agreement.


James : that the amount you are getting from Sylvia is 4k . No more .


He seemed to be considering my plan before he agreed.

Joe : But it’s not enough to pay you still.



I told Joe to forget about it and we came to an understanding that nothing exchanged hands between us.

I reminded him not to play me out or I’ll reveal it’s a blank disk he was passing to Sylvia.



He nodded and I saw him calm down a little more.


Joe : but I have a problem James

James : What ?

Joe : I’m leaving Singapore tonight.




My mind raced for an amendment to the plan and things started falling in place.


James : what time ?

Joe : Overnight bus to KL. 7plus I think



I told him to wait as I went back into office and told my colleague I needed to smoke out for a couple of hours.


He gave me the thumbs up.


I took a cab back to my place in bedok and retrieved the original disk from it’s hiding place.


I powered up my pc and I plugged it in.



Joe stood behind me as I turned around and look at him.

James : This is it.


I reformatted the dick in front of him, my dick felt a tingling sensation knowing that I had another copy hidden in my stash.


Just to be sure it cannot be recovered, I maxed out the storage of that disk with the movies I downloaded, copying entire seasons on dramas and blockbusters onto it.



I returned him that old hardisk and he kept it in his pocket.


Joe : What if Sylvia wanted to check the contents ?


I was lost for a moment before I told Joe that you can always say it’s formatted, there were no copies left.


He did not seemed convinced but he did not say anthing.

I mentally noted this part in my brain to come up with a contingency.


Joe : James , can spare $400 first ?

I gave up reasoning with him and said I will pass him only $200, that’s all I can spare and he eagerly agreed.



James : I’m going to call Sylvia, tell her I found you. She’s going to call you, and you tell her whatever you want to say about the money and the disk.


Joe nodded his head and he requested I drop him off with the cab at beach road.


I called Sylvia on the cab, telling her I found Joe, asked her to call him immediately.


I felt a heavy weight lifted off my chest as the matter is coming to an end.


Immediately Joe’s phone rang .


Joe : Helloe. Yah.


The replies were mono syllabus , awkward and uncomfortable.

Joe : I need money dear.



I could not believe he had the cheek to address Sylvia in that manner after what happened.


Joe : I need 4k.

I waited with baited breath as I hoped Sylvia would just accept it and close this chapter.



Joe : I’ll pass it to you when we meet.

As the cab pulled up closer to lavender, I breathe a little easier, knowing that it will be over soon.



Then as I saw an advertisement for Genting, I quickly grabbed Joe hand and ask him to hang up.


He was caught off guard and he hung up.


Joe : What , what happened ?

I considered my reply and chose my words, forming them in my mind.



I paid the cab fare and we got out along golden mile.



James : Tell Sylvia you want to deal in genting.

Joe : Why ?



I fumbled for an excuse before adding

James : She’ll bring her dad along and bury you in some training ground if you are here.



It seemed to have struck some reason and Joe immediately picked up the call from Sylvia again.



Joe : I’m leaving for Genting tonight, I can’t wait. Can you meet me there ?




I crossed my fingers and prayed.

Joe : Ok. Bye.

Joe nodded his head and I felt an erection stirring again.



James : Ok, if possible, I’ll get Gillian and Sylvia and we’ll all head over together, so their dad won’t suspect anything is wrong.

James : If Sylvia were to travel alone, alarms would sound.


Joe agreed with my reasoning and we parted ways.




It was a gamble.


A huge gamble.


For one I do not know if Sylvia would tell me of this arrangement even if I asked.




7.30pm

I was about to head for the train when my phone rang.

It was Sylvia



Sylvia : James , are you still around Tanjong pagar ?

James : Yup. What’s up.

Sylvia : I’m here too, can you spare a moment ?



I gave her directions to my office as I set my bag down, pretending to work even though I was the last one in office.


Sylvia joined me 10 minutes later and we sat down at the pantry.


James : How is it ? everything ok ?



I saw her hands wrapped around the glass of water I offered her and she spoke in an unsure tone.

Sylvia : Joe’s leaving for kl tonight.


James : Oh, then how ? He’s going to return you the disk ?


Sylvia : He wanted 4k.

James : Oh my god.

Sylvia : I don’t mind paying but he wants me to go meet him in genting.

James : What ? You’re kidding.



She was silent for a moment before I added.



James : You know what Sylvia, there’s no way I’m letting you go there on your own.


She smiled, almost embarrassed.


Sylvia : I’m sorry to keep troubling you James but you are the only person who knew about this.


I told her I understand and that since Joe is agreeable to deal, we can get this sorted out within a few days.

I asked her when she intended to go but she had no idea.


Sylvia : Gillian and I had never been to genting.

Sylvia : But I don’t want Gillian to know about this because she will tell daddy for sure.



I nodded and my mind started to churn out a plan.


James : Tell you what, we’ll say we’re travelling for work.

James : I’ll check out the tickets and all and get back to you.



Sylvia nodded and said she’ll pay for all the cost incurred.



I told her to give me a moment as I packed up and I left work with my sister in law beside me.


As we squeezed into the pack train at Tanjong Pagar, my mind started to think what can I accomplish at the mountain resort in Genting.

[Botakhead]

Help him to help yourself too, get him out of the picture, Sylvia will be all thanks to you and do whatever you want with her. Keep that harddisk!:D

[diputs1269]

I hope you can win your SIL over:D

[dreamlight]

holiday in Genting :D

[pussywillow]

Very exciting twist bro :)

[crossfir3]

Nice story! ;) keep em coming!

[hext3r]

Pretty good!

[BigBoy2]

My God what a twist in plot....... Better than Dan Brown....

[rob_onny]

Bro ilikeoldchangke, I like old chang ke too... ;)
Anyway, great story... can't wait to see (actually read) u bonk Sylvia... :cool:
more more... pls give us more... :D

[WhyWhy00]

Continue quick TS...exciting parts is coming...;)

[w1erdguy]

awesome! keep it cumming!

[brokenunderwear]

Omg... can't wait for the next chapter

[Userlim]

This is getting better and better ... onwards to the goal! :D

[mr_missile]

.....my mind started to think what can I accomplish at the mountain resort in Genting.

can't wait to read what transpired...... :p

[MagicFingers]

Bro ilikeoldchangke,

Awesome story. Please keep it going. I like how you added the disk into the plot twist with James and his SIL going Genting. Can't wait!

[ilikeoldchangke]

Sylvia and I only managed to get more comfortable space after we passed Kallang. We retreated to a corner and started discussing about what’s the next step.


I received a call from Gillian, I announced the caller to Sylvia and I was surprised she suddenly quiet down, as if she did not want her sister to know she was by my side.



Gillian wanted to meet for dinner at Tampines and says she’s just passed City hall. I told her I’m reaching soon will meet her there.

Gillian : Great, I’ll call sis.



I hung up and told Sylvia her phone’s going to ring.

She laughed as she picked up the call from her younger sister.



Sylvia : Ok. I’ll see you guys at Tampines.


We continued our chat and we both concluded that it would be a little weird if both of us just leave for KL on the same day only to return together.

I told her I’ll make it look like I’m leaving in the morning when she could catch an evening bus.

Sylvia : Eh, then where would you go in the meantime ?

James : Ermm.. I could stay at home ? since Gillian will be working ? haha



We both laughed and agreed that I’ll be the one that arrives later as well since I can just keep myself hidden at my place.


I told her I’ll make the bookings this evening after Gillian and her return to bed.


The plan would be to take the Thursday Evening bus up to genting together. I’ll be telling Gillian about the trip later when we meet.


Sylvia : How long is the journey ?

James : I forgot , probably 7-8 hours or something. It’s an overnight bus, you can just sleep it through.

Sylvia : Let me know how much is it yah. I’ll pay you back.



I nodded as I pointed to a recently vacated seat as we got to Tanah merah.


We sat down and I look at the reflection of Sylvia from the glass opposite me. She looked so innocent and helpless, like a little girl in need to love, care and concern. Yet my mind recalled the poses she struck in that hard drive, the positions she was in, sending blood to my manhood.



Was this really a case of being an angel on the outside and turning into the devil in the bedroom ?


We continued our chat, but my mind was formulating more plans, more schemes and I felt ashamed of myself. It was a golden opportunity to be able to travel alone with Sylvia, and I definitely did not want to just head there and back immediately.



I wanted to get a room.

I wanted to spend the night.


But I felt it hard to put it into words.



There were countless buses and cabs leaving the resorts in different intervals. It’s so easy to leave the place.

I racked my mind as we alighted at Tampines and waited for Gillian.



Gillian arrived 15 minutes later and we grabbed dinner at the dumpling place before sharing a cab back.


I told Gillian that I’m heading off to Putrajaya for a couple of days on Thursday Morning, she did not even bat an eyelid.

I do make frequent trips to Malaysia given the nature of my work



Sylvia did not mention about her travel plans as discussed.



11pm

The girls took over the master bedroom as discussed and I got comfortable in the guest room and powered up my laptop.



I checked for tickets and timings and I found one that was reasonable.

It includes an overnight stay but it’s twin sharing and I spent some time thinking how should I put it to Sylvia before an idea struck me.



I dropped Sylvia an SMS.


James sms : Hey, Browsing through the tics, found this package which covers 2D1N. Includes return journey and breakfast and a room, it’s cheaper than buying individual tics.

I followed up immediately with another message

James sms : We can chose not to stay over because even if we forfeit the room and scheduled tics, buying a one way back to SG is still cheaper if we take the package. What do you think ?



I got a reply barely a min later.


Sylvia sms : Ok, so what time are we leaving ?



James sms : We need to be at beach road around 6.30pm


Sylvia sms : Ok.



I made the bookings and went to bed with a smile on my face.




Wednesday

6th October 2010



My mind was reeling from the events that happened that past few days and I still could not believe things were happening at that pace.

I told my boss I needed a moment and I told him that I needed some time off and I’ll still be working on my laptop.

He gave me another long talk about my work, saying that he really appreciates me and hope I would not make any rash decision.


Boss : James ar, I treat you like family, but I’m running a small business so my capabilities are limited, I hope you would stay and grow with us.



I reassure him that I’m not leaving but he said he did not believe me even though he approved my leave.


I received a letter from HR during lunch to inform me my pay had been adjusted upwards by $250.


I left work at 7pm that evening, dropping into my boss office to thank him for the increment and he asked me to think about it before making a decision.


I could not think of anything else to say since I really do not have plans to move on.



7.15pm

I called a classmate to inform him I’ll be skipping classes that week, and to help me take some notes if possible.


I called Joe and was surprised he picked up.

I told him we’re heading over, will be reaching on Friday morning.

He told me his room number and the hotel before sharing his good news with me.



Joe : James ar, take you time. Hoe seh liao. I’m up 8000 man. I buy you all lunch when you all get here yah.


I hung up and shook my head.





8pm

I got back home. My parents place I meant and did some light packing.

I made doubly sure to pack in the condoms in my toiletries bag.

You never know what to expect.

I brought along the book I promised to lend to Sylvia too.




I took a cab to Simei after I’m done and realised I’m the first one back.



8.15pm
Gillian offered to buy food from the town central and I let her make the decision.


8.40pm
Gillian got back in and we had dinner together.

I found out from her that Sylvia’s working late as a colleague of hers was sick. She might need to attend a conference in KL on Friday too if her colleague doesn’t get back in.


10.00pm
Gillian and I were cuddled in front of the sofa when Sylvia entered the door.


10.30pm
Gillian asked me to rest early since I have an early morning bus to catch.



10.45pm

Gillian came into my room with a pout on her face.

Gillian : So sian.. Sis going KL tomorrow evening. I’ll be all alone.



She cuddled up with me and I asked if she wanted to head back to her parents place but she declined, saying that she’ll hit the gym and the spa.



11.00pm

I could not refused the blowjob Gillian offered and I came, squirting amidst my uncontrolled spasm into her mouth.

She did not have the habit of swallowing so she kept her mouth closed for a while before pointing to her mouth and to the door.



11.05pm

Gillian asked me to call her when I’m done for the day tomorrow.

I felt a little guilty, lying to the woman I love but my small head is calling the shots these few days in light of recent events.



I got up at 6am the next morning and got changed. All because I kay kiang and rattled out an early morning bus.

I took my luggage and left the estate at 6.30am , unsure where I could go.


I ended up taking the train to the airport and settled down at a café with a book in hand.



8.30am

Sylvia sms : Hey where are you ?

James sms : Hanging around the airport, don’t know what to do.

Sylvia sms : Haha. Come on back. Gillian’s off to work liao.

I made my way to the train and I entered the estate again at 9.20am

[ilikeoldchangke]

Sylvia was in her Pyjamas, her long flowing pants dragged along the floor a little as she shuffled towards me.

Sylvia : haha. I’m so sorry you had to do this James. You want to take a nap first or something ?



I told her it’s ok and I went to change out into something more comfortable.


I passed Sylvia the book I brought from my place and she received it eagerly.

Sylvia : Wah… thanks ar. Paiseh leh.

James : No need la, paiseh for what.



I powered up my laptop and we sat in the living room as I showed her some attractions and stuff to do in genting.

James : Your parents never bring you all there when you young meh ? A bit hard to believe.

Sylvia added that she has been to all the Disney land and universal studios but sadly they did not get to go genting.



She did not seem really excited about the place since we’re not going on holiday. We’re there to just close a chapter on an embarrassing matter.

I asked her what’s the plan when she get the disk and she said she’s going to destroy it.


James : You know what, you should just soak it in a big bowl of coke overnight.

I almost wanted to burst out laughing at my lame joke but I was surprised Sylvia took me seriously.



Sylvia : Oh yah, I heard coke can dissolve a human tooth overnight.

I wanted to tell her I was just kidding and got a smack on my back.



James : How do you intend to destroy it ?

Sylvia : Maybe just reformat it ?



I asked if she’s bringing along a laptop or anything and she said no, before her eyes drifted to the one I was working on.


Sylvia : can borrow ?

I gave her a sly grin and added.



James : That means I can take a peek ?

Sylvia Jabbed me in the ribs before adding in a pitiful voice.

Sylvia : Don’t be idoit la James, I’m already in such a state.


I told her I’m joking la but I’ll help her format it in front of her.

She sighed and added that if I looked at that content, I would lose all respect for her.

She sounded genuinely ashamed and upset that I decided not to push it any further.



How could I have lost respect for her knowing the distant she would go to in order to please her man.



I gave her hair a ruffle and said


James : Don’t be silly. I’ll always respect and protect you.

Sylvia smiled and looked away , refusing to meet my eye as I stood up.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I asked if she’s packed and she said she’ll get on to it.

I reminded her that it’s going to be cold and she nodded her head.



We retreated to our individual rooms and did not speak again until 12.30pm when I offered to get her lunch.



Sylvia said she did not mind a walk and got changed.


The bruise by the lips is almost gone, hardly noticeable. The sun was up and we took a slow walk to eastpoint, grabbing a quick meal in the foodcourt.



We chatted and Sylvia had already started on the book I lent her. It felt like I was back in my early dating days with Gillian.

The afternoon lunch, the slow walk back before we cuddled up in bed.


Sylvia and I still kept our distance, I did not want to push too hard and scare her off yet it was hard fighting my own desires.

I kept thinking about the bag of tricks and scenarios that I ran through my mind the past few hours, thinking and trying which one could be applied accordingly depending on the circumstances.



2pm
Sylvia said she’s going to take a nap and ask me to wake he up at 4.30pm


As the hour drew closer and nearer to my trip, I felt my heartbeat increase.


4.00pm

I indulged myself on more of Sylvia’s worn undies I untangled from her pile of laundry, thinking and hoping that it would not be long before I get to smell and taste the actual one.



4.20pm

I gently shook Sylvia awake and I left her alone to stretch out on the bed as I got changed.




5.00pm

I dressed comfortably for the overnight bus ride in a pair of casual pants and t-shirt. I made sure to pack a jacket too as I would probably need it the moment I alight.


I saw Sylvia came out of her room in denim shorts and a t-shirt.

I wanted to remind her that it’s going to be cold but I already did tell her earlier in the morning.


I saw her slip on a pair of flats as she ran through her travel documents.

I went to the room again and took one of Gillian’s shawl and packed it into my bag.



I did a quick check on my stuff and we left the place at 5.10pm


I had a feeling I can’t describe.

It’s almost like a secret rendezvous with your lover. The thought of travelling behind everybody’s back was fucking with my head. I felt a mixed sense of excitement and anticipation as we settled into a corner with our bags.



6.00pm

Sylvia and I shared a small sandwich and I bought water for us, keeping it in my bag.

We collected the tickets and waited for the boarding to commence.




7.00pm

The bus moved off from the departure area.



I checked out the bus which was about ¾ full. Mostly retirees who are heading up for a bit of gambling I presume. Sylvia and I were probably the youngest in the group.



We cleared both customs at 8.10pm


I did not know why but my heart felt lighter as I cleared the customs. My footsteps felt lighter too as I boarded the bus behind Sylvia, looking at her bums that was wrapped tightly by her denim shorts.


I deliberately chose a seat at the back for privacy when I booked the tics online.

Sylvia held on to the head rest of the seats as she made her way slowly to the 3rd last row of the bus before settling into the seat.



There were empty seats around and I could have taken them if I wanted but I still chose to sit beside my sister in law. She did not day she minded anyway.


As the bus chugged along, Sylvia brought out the book I lent her and started reading while I chose to watch a movie that was being screened.


I heard Sylvia sneeze a while later but she kept her left hand on the book as she pressed her right index finger to her nose, her eyes fixated on the texts.

I got up and adjusted the aircon, closing the valve before settling down.
If she noticed it, she did not acknowledge what I just did.



About a couple of hours into the journey, we arrived at the first rest stop.


I reminded Sylvia to keep an eye on her valuables as we alighted to use the bathroom.

There were several tour buses who happened to reach at the same time and instinctively I held on to Sylvia’s arm, pulling her closer as a mass of china tourist made a mad rush for the toilet.



James : Let them go first, no point getting injured fighting for the toilet right ?

She laughed and did not comment that I let my hand linger a little longer on her arm even though the rush of tourists is gone.



I wanted to pee too but I was worried about Sylvia.

I walked with her to the entrance of the ladies and I told her I’ll be waiting at the entrance.

She nodded and skipped into the washroom.


She came out 5 minutes later saying that the toilet was terrible and I told her it cannot be worst than the guys.



Sylvia waited for me at the same spot I left her.


10.15pm

I gave Gillian a call to tell her I’m ok and that I’m turning in soon.


I bought some snacks and shared a drink with Sylvia.

I took 2 straws out of courtesy but I was surprised when Sylvia sucked from both of them as she pointed out the gift shop she wanted to check out.


I finished the rest of the drink, relishing the fresh taste of her saliva.



10.30pm

We waited for the bus driver to return from his break as we loitered near the entrance of the bus. We chatted with a couple of seniors who were on holiday and they asked if we were a couple.

Sylvia was obviously embarrassed but I answered for both of us.



James : She’s my fiancé.

I could tell Sylvia was blushing as she looked away shyly with a smile.

We boarded the bus and settled into the seat before I started giggling and Sylvia joined in.


Sylvia : I tell Gillian about this and you are dead James. Haha.


I composed myself and explained matter of factly to her.


James : See Sylvia, I can’t possibly say I’m your brother in law. Isn’t it weird ?

James : If I say you are my girlfriend, they might frown upon us because we are not married.

James : At least fiancé sounds better right. ? haha


Sylvia smacked me on my arm and turned to her book.



11.15pm

I was feeling a little sleepy and I saw Sylvia was nodding off.



11.20pm

One hard nod caused her to hit me on my right shoulder, jolting her awake.



Sylvia apologized, trying to get back to her book.

I could tell she is tired, so I gently took the book from her, marking the page with her bookmark and placed it in the holder in front of her.


She leaned back on the chair, her sleep eyes looking at me.


I got up and retrieved the shawl I brought along before sitting down again.

I spread out the shawl in the darken bus and I help Sylvia cover up as she brought bother her legs up onto the seat, crossing them together.



I tucked the shawl properly, making sure her legs and shoulders were covered as she just stared at me with her sleepy eyes without a word.



Sylvia : Why are you so nice to me James ?


I gave her a look and replied, making an attempt to take away the shawl but she laughed and put up a fight.


James : Don’t want ar, gimme back the shawl.

She laughed and held on tight to the shawl.



I sat up, reached over the corner of her seat and I could feel her breath on my ears. I helped her incline the seat so she could rest better.


I saw Sylvia looked at me one more time before she said goodnight.

Sylvia : Night James. … Thank you for all the things you’ve done for me.



I smiled and her and told her not to worry about it, few hours more and we can get everything sorted out.



Her eyelids slowly closed and that was the first time I saw Sylvia sleep at such a close proximity face to face.




When the lights on the bus came up a few hours later, I was feeling a little disorientated as the shuffling and commotion went on. It was another toilet stop and I woke Sylvia up.



She started sneezing a couple of times as she got up to her feet. I noticed that she help on to the shawl, wrapping it around her shoulders as we made our way down the bus.



It was cold when we got out and instinctively Sylvia edged a little closer to me.
I swore I wasn’t thinking or plotting anything at that point in time.


I was too tired and sleepy but when I felt the movement of her body closing in on mine, I naturally held up my right hand, receiving the body in need to warmth and protection.



As if placing my hand on Sylvia’s shoulders were not enough, I did not know what was going through my mind as I gave her arms a few stroke with mine, trying to warm her up.


If the tried smile was any indication of what Sylvia felt about me touching her, I would say it all went rather naturally and well.



The toilet ritual repeated itself, the only difference this time round was Sylvia and I walked back to the bus with my arm around her shoulder.

I guided her to the bus and I let go.



I did not want to be too obvious.


As the bus moved off, I fell asleep , knowing that genting was just a few hours away.

[Cozy]

This is getting more exciting. Can't wait to see what's next: Staying or leaving after transaction. 2 beds or 1 bed.

ilikeoldchangke you da man. would love to up you but I'm tooo new to have any power,

[pussywillow]

bro kept pressing refresh for the next instalment. Can't wait till you get to Genting leh

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[BBBBW]

Bro ilock, can see that you did spend the time to work out a plot before fleshing out the story. This is a wonderful read! The lack of "sex scenes" did not in any way reduce my enjoyment of this story. Well done!

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[KonKam]

double-subscribed!!!!!:p

[brokuan0]

Haven't reach genting cum already spilling all over the place liao. :D

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[zeusfist]

u are da man! Power lah! A humble plus to you bro.

[simp2]

Bro, you are gooood. Enjoy reading. Please continue.

[simple2kee]

1 of the great writers!

[diputs1269]

The updates is getting more and more sexicting :)

[Dino1]

Can't wait for more.

Way to go TS

[velenma]

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[brokuan0]

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Today very bored...

Waiting for updates.

[BMW69]

Still no updates bro? Haha dying to read my favourite story. :D

[hotdogie]

This is a great story. I like how Sylvia and James are falling in together so naturally, like it's just supposed to develop into natural affections for one another. Its like the sex portion is just the little extra the main story is really how all this is going to get messy with 1 guy and two sisters and they both like him.

[Fishead]

Great story ! camping for more

[velenma]

Waiting n waiting....

TS, hv u reached Genting ? :D

[rob_onny]

Bro ilikeoldchangke, no update after holiday?? :confused:
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pls continue fast... :D

[ilikeoldchangke]

Paiseh . Weekend rest day .

Double dose on Monday :)

[hext3r]

eager for updates! :D

[SG Bonker]

waiting for next , thanks

[LongGone]

great story, waiting for more...

[volcano]

Paiseh . Weekend rest day .

Double dose on Monday :)


how i wish today is Monday....:D

[gooey]

it has been an enjoyable afternoon for me, away from my usual jaded dose of jav porn.

awesome read. simple, vivid and real. :)

[velenma]

Paiseh . Weekend rest day .

Double dose on Monday :)

Lol... I've never been waiting for Monday so eagerly

[crim]

Paiseh . Weekend rest day .

Double dose on Monday :)

Can't wait for the double dose to chase the Monday blues away;)

[velenma]

Yeah! Monday !

[rob_onny]

TS, pre-cum leaking leow... :D

[ilikeoldchangke]

I could feel the sudden decrease in speed for the bus when we started the uphill climb in low gear. The smooth expressway ride got a little more shaky as the driver navigated the turns up the mountain. My eyes were half open and I caught sight of a sleeping Sylvia beside me



It was such a pretty sight. She looked so peaceful in that dim interior of the bus.


I smiled as I watched her chest rise and fall beside me. She seemed so huggable ,so sweet with that blissful expression on her face. I help to lift up the shawl which was now bunched up near her waist and covered her up.


I drifted off again in the bumpy ride.


When the lights came on again, I saw some of my fellow passengers stretching themselves as they prepare to alight. Sylvia was up and she was trying to stretch too, her neck aching from being stationary in a position for too long.



James : Stiff neck ar ? haha

She nodded with a pout that lasted barely half a second. I let her pass me onto the aisle , debating with myself whether to help her with the neck massage.
I decided that to just let it pass and wait for other opportunity, I did not want to be too touchy with my sister in law unless absolutely necessary.



I helped Sylvia check if she left anything behind before we alighted.


The cold mountain air must have struck Sylvia as a surprise as she suddenly started hissing.


Sylvia : Hssstt…. Sss… cold .. cold… cold…

The wind was quite strong for any heroic attempt to cover her with the shawl so I quickly searched for the entrance and guided her towards the lobby.



We ran into a couple of fellow passengers and we bade each other goodbye and they told us to enjoy our holiday.

I could see Sylvia’s still feeling a little cold and I retrieved my jacket from my bag. Only after I helped her put it on, zipping it up fully did she warm up a little.


I carried her bag for her as she bounced along by my side, the sleeves of my jacket hid her hands completely as she tried her best to bring up her body temperature. There was a little jogging on the spot, a little jumping and I looked on in amusement.


Sylvia: What’s so funny ? Cold leh.


The lobby felt ok for me, cooling enough but Sylvia’s in shorts.


We had to walk a distant as I opted for the resorts hotel as the rooms were bigger. Partly because there were 2 or us and I did not think Sylvia would be comfortable if we had so little space to ourselves.


I briefly pointed out some areas which I remembered from my trip many years ago but still I marveled at the amount of changes that place had gone through.


6.00am

I told Sylvia to take a seat while I sort out the room, we can keep our bags and the money in the safe before we link up with Joe.

I went to check in but the counter staff told me check in timing is in the afternoon. I asked for an early check in but he said there’s a cost involved since it’s all in the system.

I turned and looked at Sylvia sitting at the bench, huddled up in my jacket and I told the reception that I’ll pay for the charges. I tried to ‘po lo soh’ with the girl and she got me an upgrade.



Friday
8th October 2010
6.20am



Sylvia and I finally checked into the hotel at genting.
The room was simple, nothing fancy.

I felt my heart skip a beat when I saw the reception gave me a queen bed instead of 2 separate one. I made no attempt to acknowledge that fact and just went on to settle our bags.

I was behind Sylvia when I entered the room and I kept a close watch on her reaction.


I was worried she’ll flinched and turn around asking for a change of room, or perhaps asking why only one bed but thankfully she did not even acknowledge the giant soft and inviting bed in the middle of the room.



Sylvia was still rotating her stiff neck around as she walked over to the bed, sitting down as she took off my sweater.


I drew the curtains and looked at the soon approaching sun rise and I called Sylvia over.



James : Sylvia. .. come here..



She got up and joined me at the window, It was like a scene out of a Korean love drama. I did not need to gesture to Sylvia where to look and her eyes found the sweet spot to gaze at over the horizon.

Her hands clasped together in the cold room as we both stood there without a word, watching the morning sun approach.

We just spent a few quiet moments without a word, watching nature.



6.40am


I told Sylvia to get changed and wash up first. I’ll try to reach Joe in the meantime.



I settled onto the couch and dialed Joe’s number. I wanted to just jump and lay flat on the bed initially but I decided to play my cards slow and take it easy.


Most important of all I did not want Sylvia to feel uncomfortable.


I made 3 attempts to connect with Joe but there was no answer.


He did give me his hotel and room number, I debated calling his room but decided to put it on hold first.



I walked over to the shower and stood close, listening for the sound of water and confirmed that Sylvia was in the shower.

Using the spoon from the coffee tray as a lever, I went to the thermostat control for the room and pried open the cover. I removed the cover carefully, making sure the lever of the temperature stays in place after I disengage it from the raw looking piece of mechanism within.


I pushed the lever all the way down to the coldest temperature before replacing the cover, that way, no matter how Sylvia did the adjustment, the dummy plastic lever on the outside would just be moving up and down.

I tried my best to make the dummy lever seem it’s on the highest temperature but after disengaging it I seemed to have fuck it up a little as it kept dropping to the 24 mark despite me pushing it all the way to 27.



I went back to my seat on the couch and tried Joe again.


Still no answer.


6.55am

Sylvia came out of the bathroom with her hair in a shower cap.

James : Wow… nice hair..



She shot me a look and ignored my comment, gesturing towards the bathroom, telling me it’s my turn to shower.

She had changed her T-shirt, and has a pair of black tights on. A denim skirt covered up her bottom and I could feel my dick rising again as I imagined touching and smelling that pair of tights after she’s done with it.



7.00am
I saw Sylvia turned on the TV as I stepped into the same bathroom used by Sylvia.



The mirror was fogged up as I stepped into the cubicle. I could not explain why but the thought of using the same soap and shampoo as Sylvia gave me an erection as well. Perhaps it’s just the altitude thing. High mountains make me horny.



7.10am

I left the shower, after changing into berms and a long sleeve cotton shirt.



Sylvia was not watching the TV but looking at the room service menu.

James : Are you hungry ?

She nodded her head and asked me what’s good over at Genting.

James : Ermm… you talking about room service ?



Sylvia : Haha, no la. Any nice place to eat ? I think most of the places are not opened yet.

She turned towards me, watching me dry my short hair and suddenly made a comment.


Sylvia : So nice to have short hair. Easy to wash and dry.

That drew my attention to her hair and I replied.

James : Ohh… you meant those hair were not washed since like yesterday evening ? After a long grueling bus ride ?

James : Tsk tsk tsk….



I shook my head and Sylvia just gave me a kick with her right leg. I was standing close so instead of her feet that hit my calves, it was her near the bottom of her kneecap which came into contact with my skin. That touch of her tights clad jab sent another volley of blood to my dick



Sylvia : It’s still nice ok, I didn’t really perspire. Besides it’s too cold to wash my hair.


I made a gesture to wanting to smell my sister in law’s hair as a joke, as I gently nudged my body forward, making it seem like I want to smell her head, I did not expect Sylvia to sit closer to the edge of the bed, lowering her head obediently like a little girl.

I took a sniff and felt my dick pushing against my underwear, I felt my manhood pushing and straining against my unshaved pubes as the smell of Sylvia’s shampoo shot through my nostril.


Sylvia : See ? nothing right ?

She gave me a slap on my tummy as I retreated.

James : Hmm,, so far so good, let’s review it every few hours. I don’t want to get stares from other tourists.



She just laughed and made an attempt to kick me again but this time round I ducked.




7.20am

I asked her where was the money she brought along and she started fumbling through her bag. I sat down in front of her as she brought out a neatly rolled underwear.

James : Woah…. You wrapped it in that ?

Sylvia : What’s wrong ?



I saw Sylvia retrieved a thin roll of notes in a ziplock bag from her undies.


I really hoped Joe was not going to gamble with these blessed notes.

I told her to keep it properly and I tried Joe again.




7.30am

I was still unable to get Joe and I proposed we grab some food before heading over since I’ve got his room number.

Right when I was about to leave the room Sylvia asked if I could help to safekeep the money.

James : I’ll run away when you are not looking.

I got another slap on my back as I stepped out of the room.

Sylvia: I’ll have to keep an eye on you then.



I made sure the door shut properly before we proceeded to the lobby on the carpeted floor.

[ilikeoldchangke]

7.35am

I told Sylvia that instead of hunting around the resort for food, why don’t we just settle a quick one at the hotel buffet spread.

She agreed and we made our way towards the restaurant.



I decided to try something and right before we approach the café, I told Sylvia to link arms with me.


James : Sylvia, link arms with me. Quick.

It must have happened too fast for Sylvia to react and she quickly jammed her right hand across the opening I made with my left.



I flashed a smile at the reception and greeted her morning.

She asked for our room number and I gave it to her before she showed us to our seat.


Sylvia : What are you doing ?

James : Relax, watch. Haha. I treat you breakfast.



We settled down in the empty café and coffee was served before we went to grab some food.

We did not plan on having a long heavy breakfast so by 8.00am we were done. I was about to gesture to Sylvia that we should make a move when the same lady who served us came back and asked if we wanted to bill the breakfast to the room.


I was a little taken aback with their efficiency, things were easier many years back when I was there with my friends.


Sylvia had to burst out laughing and looked away and I asked her reception to charge it to the room.


I left the café with Sylvia at 8.10am after signing for the overpriced buffet breakfast.


Upon leaving earshot of the café , Sylvia burst out laughing again, wounding my already bruised ego.


Sylvia : So… You were saying about buying breakfast ? haha

James : Fine fine… it was a boo boo. I’ll pay for it.



She continued to tease me as we made our way to the connecting walkway to Joe’s room.


Sylvia : All the schemes and ended up achieving nothing.. haha.

I waited a moment before I replied.



James : Not for nothing Sylvia…


James : I got you to link arms with me didn’t I ?


I immediately observed Sylvia’s reaction to my words and I caught on to a moment of hesitation before she quickly recovered and smack me on my head.


Sylvia: Don’t give me that nonsense ar James..

She did a little jump before looping her hand around my shoulder , going for my neck and doing a mock choke hold, bringing my down to her height.


James : Ow ,.. ow.. ow…



We recovered from that and somehow our conversation died down a little as we got closer to Joe’s room.


We stopped talking when we entered the lift, it was as if the whole atmosphere had changed, and the mood was different. I could see Sylvia was feeling a little nervous as she kept her eyes on her feet as she wriggled her toes, causing the surface of her flats to ripple.


I held the door open for Sylvia when we arrived on the 16th floor.


I checked the lobby signage for Joe’s room direction and I walked in front of Sylvia.


Her pace was slow, getting slower in fact as we walked down the long corridor before stopping in front of the room Joe gave me.



I waited for Sylvia who was standing a few steps away to come forward beside me before I announced our arrival.

I tried the bell a few times but there was no reply.



I starting knocking, softly at first as I was afraid I’ll disturb the other guest. Then it grew more audible as I could not get a response. I was about to turn to Sylvia, asking if we should consider coming back in a while when I heard the click of the bolt.


I could feel Sylvia standing closer behind me as the door swung open.



The room was dark and the first thing that hit me was the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke.


I saw a fully dressed man emerged, but he was not Joe.

I immediately checked the room number and was sure that was the number Joe gave me.



I was expecting the man to kaopei at me for waking him up but he just said hi before he stumble and shuffled his way out of the room.


I held on to the door as we watched him shuffled down the corridor.

I felt Sylvia’s hand on my back as I entered the dim room.


I turned on the lights and there was some groaning and complains before the room occupants all dragged the blanket over their heads.




It was a twin room , 2 beds.


Our angle of approach allowed us to see the bed which was a little further away, and I suddenly stopped and paused where I stood.



There were clothes and lingerie on the floor and I saw the exposed limbs on the first bed we laid eyes on.


Unless Joe had shaved and whiten his legs, there was no way that pair of smooth silky calves belonged to him. It was obvious there was another person sharing the same sheets, as another leg was slumped over the pair of females.


I held Sylvia back and I told her to stop.


James : Sylvia, stop… don’t


But it was too late, her eyes directed to the legs under the sheets and she drew her own conclusion. I could feel an exhale of breath from her on my right arm , the same one I used to block her from entering the room any further.



I saw her brought her hand to her mouth as she turned and ran out of the room.


I turned and was about to give chase but I decided to wake Joe up.


As I stepped forward to pull the blanket off, my eyes settled on the other bed which was hidden from view.


And I saw Joe, sleeping soundly on his own, fully clothed.




I felt my heart dropped and my head was spinning.



I felt a rush of excitement that made me want to pee. It was just a misunderstanding and I quickly thought of an alternative plan to end this all.



As I stood silent in that dim room, taking in the sights, pieces slowly came together.


I retracted my steps quietly, not wanting to wake anybody.


I switched off the lights, closed the room door behind me and went in search of Sylvia.

[Coffeecans]

Can't wait for more!

[Botakhead]

So you had to make used of the 'misunderstanding' to your advantage, you've won the 'battle', you're going to win the 'war' too. :D

[rob_onny]

Bro ilikeoldchangke, I'm confused & don't really understand on what u wanted to acheive?
just linked arms w/Sylvia?? :confused:... pls elaborate... :D
& how many people were in that room huh?? :confused:
BTW, pls given me overdose... ;)
......
I decided to try something and right before we approach the café, I told Sylvia to link arms with me.

James : Sylvia, link arms with me. Quick.

It must have happened too fast for Sylvia to react and she quickly jammed her right hand across the opening I made with my left.

I flashed a smile at the reception and greeted her morning.

She asked for our room number and I gave it to her before she showed us to our seat.

Sylvia : What are you doing ?

James : Relax, watch. Haha. I treat you breakfast.
......

[koebshaq0_0]

This is a classic. Keep up the good work!

[ilikeoldchangke]

Bro ilikeoldchangke, I'm confused & don't really understand on what u wanted to acheive?
just linked arms w/Sylvia?? :confused:... pls elaborate... :D
& how many people were in that room huh?? :confused:
BTW, pls given me overdose... ;)



Was trying to eat for free. Cheap thrill i learnt from others.

Usually works 70% of the time for me.


Big establishments sometimes don't check whether breakfast is bundled with your rooms especially when they're busy.

'Blissful couples' are least suspicious in my opinion.



I've had instances when they said they are billing to the room but when i requested for it to be waived during checkout, they are ok with it.

Not just overseas hotel, i've done it in a few local hotels during staycation too.
hahaha


It depends whether you are thick skin enough. haha.

I've walked into a champange breakfast at Banyan tree as well although it was not part of the room bundle.

I offered to pay but they still waive it in the end.


If you never ga ga try, you'll never know if you would get rejected. haha.

[miniboy]

Was trying to eat for free. Cheap thrill i learnt from others.

Usually works 70% of the time for me.


Big establishments sometimes don't check whether breakfast is bundled with your rooms especially when they're busy.

'Blissful couples' are least suspicious in my opinion.



I've had instances when they said they are billing to the room but when i requested for it to be waived during checkout, they are ok with it.

Not just overseas hotel, i've done it in a few local hotels during staycation too.
hahaha


It depends whether you are thick skin enough. haha.

I've walked into a champange breakfast at Banyan tree as well although it was not part of the room bundle.

I offered to pay but they still waive it in the end.


If you never ga ga try, you'll never know if you would get rejected. haha.

how many fan readers here going to use your trick :D

[velenma]

Eh.... double dose not enuff :(

[bummer]

more pls!!

[reflexk]

Classic story. You are in a league of your own, a Charles Dickens in the making.

Please continue fast.

[curiouslala]

Can't wait for the continuation..
Oh myyy..
I got excited..

Kekeke..

[DegenerationX]

Can't wait for the continuation..
Oh myyy..
I got excited..

Kekeke..

I'm not by your side. Dun get so excited ya. :D

[henabi]

Was trying to eat for free. Cheap thrill i learnt from others.

Usually works 70% of the time for me.


Big establishments sometimes don't check whether breakfast is bundled with your rooms especially when they're busy.

'Blissful couples' are least suspicious in my opinion.



I've had instances when they said they are billing to the room but when i requested for it to be waived during checkout, they are ok with it.

Not just overseas hotel, i've done it in a few local hotels during staycation too.
hahaha


It depends whether you are thick skin enough. haha.

I've walked into a champange breakfast at Banyan tree as well although it was not part of the room bundle.

I offered to pay but they still waive it in the end.


If you never ga ga try, you'll never know if you would get rejected. haha.

tried a few times with big name hotels in Singapore...especially if u are staying in the bigger rooms or suites...they tend not to check :D

[velenma]

Can't wait for the continuation..
Oh myyy..
I got excited..

Kekeke..

Hi... long time no see ur pic updates

[curiouslala]

I'm not by your side. Dun get so excited ya. :D
bo bian hor.. i'm excited alrdy.. :D

Hi... long time no see ur pic updates
u cant read meh? i've writen there no more update wor..

[ilikeoldchangke]

I debated my next move as I quickened my footsteps towards the lobby.

I was expecting to get to the lobby just in time to see the door closing as I shout and ran after Sylvia like a hong kong drama but that was not to be the case. Afterall there is only so much drama life can provide.


Sylvia was still at the lobby and no lift was there for her.

I could see her fighting back her tears and I did not know if I should approach her. The awkward wait for the inefficient lift stretched on further for a good 30 seconds or so which felt too long for comfort.

I was praying that it would be an empty lift and thankfully one came.
I did not want to deal with a crying girl in a lift full of people.

Sylvia was quiet the entire ride down, and I was still searching for the right words to form.



I could not have known how she felt that morning, to see the man she married in a hotel room so far away from home and in bed with another woman. It has got to be a shitty feeling if I applied the same situation to myself.


It was a misunderstanding but since Sylvia already drew her own conclusion, it would be hard to explain to her. Honestly that’s what I kept telling myself.
Truth is I’m just being a selfish bastard.


Then again, Joe did lay his hands on Sylvia and he’s trying to blackmail her.


What I did was not right, but then anyone thinking with his small head would have done the same.


Sylvia exited the lift without a word and walked ahead of me, I tried to match her speed but it seemed she was determined not to let me catch up so I slowed down.


The walk back to our hotel seemed to take longer, I did not remember it to be that far away when I took the same route barely 30 minutes ago.


8.45am
The day had barely started and everything seemed to be going haywire. I did not plan for this scenario.


In my mind was just images and scenes of Sylvia happily enjoying the trip with me once we formatted the hard disk. Perhaps we would have a nice meal together, maybe hold hands, hug, maybe fuck since she was elated that everything was over but none of it happened.


I deliberately lowered the temperature of the room in the hope that if we had stayed over, Sylvia would have wanted to cuddle up for warmth in the middle of the night.

That scenario in Joe’s room changed everything.



I needed a contingency and my mind was whirling, trying to think of way to put this to my advantage. I felt like a bastard, an asshole or maybe worst but I could not think of an appropriate word to describe. Part of me felt bad yet another part felt excited.


Excited that Joe’s fucked.

Excited that Sylvia’s upset with him

Excited at this turning point in my life.

Excited at the opportunities that situation might bring.




I was surprised Sylvia held the lift open for me to catch up the 4 steps I was trailing behind when we got to our hotel.

We did not speak in the lift.



When the door chimed opened, there was a crowd of tourist waiting to enter.
Mainland tourist.


Without waiting for us to exit, they started filing in 2 lines to our side as we tried to squeeze through. Then without warning, one kid stepped on Sylvia’s right foot and although I could not be exactly sure how it happened, Sylvia tripped and the next thing I knew, she spoilt her shoe.



The bottom of her flats came out halfway, leaving it flapping as she took the remaining steps to our room.


The tourist called out to apologise but Sylvia walked on ahead to our room.


I quickly caught up to see her pick up her damaged right shoe in her hand as she waited in front of the door for me to open it.

I felt a blast of cold air in my face as Sylvia went on in, kicking off the other shoe before throwing the spoilt one to join it at the corner.



Sylvia walked to the middle of the room, I kept a distance.

She seemed to be searching for something, looking around before she approached the bed slowly.



She slowly lowered her body, lowering herself to the carpeted floor. As she got down on her knees, her head was still turning around, as if she was still searching for something.



I heard my name being called, in a casual manner as she gestured me over.


She motioned for me to kneel down, to join her on the floor and I did as told.


I saw her shoulders shudder and the tremble of her lips as she gestured me closer.



Sylvia : Come closer James .


I could see her biting her lips, pressing them firmly together as her eyes watered up as I got closer to my sister in law.

Then without a word, Sylvia hugged me.



There was nothing sensual or sexual about that hug.


I did not get an erection.

Neither did I felt aroused as Sylvia pressed herself against me.



I felt a sharp intake of air by my right ear before Sylvia broke down.
She cried.



She was not bawling like a baby, it’s unlike someone throwing a tantrum, not someone who just wanted to scream. Her body shook and she cried a silent cry.

I felt a sudden sense of dread, I felt awful, I felt guilty.


For a moment I could feel her pain, situations like this happens only in movies, in tv shows , not in real life. It felt unbelievable , surreal, like a dream.
Months ago Sylvia and Joe were the ideal couple, doing well in their careers, young and successful.

How could things go downhill so fast.



9.05am

Sylvia hugged me tighter, scrunching my top as she pressed herself onto my chest, screaming into my body as she lost control of herself for a good minute or so.




9.10am

She calmed down a little and I poured her some water.



She withdrew herself into a corner of the bed and I could see the temperature of the room started to take it’s toll on her.



I pulled up the blanket and helped her with covering up as she sipped from the glass I offered.



9.20am

James : Are you …. ok ?

Sylvia : Sorry James… I just lost it.



James : It’s ok. Just buy me a new top.

I gestured to my crumpled top , stained with fresh tears.



Sylvia laughed, pushing the glass of water towards me, spilling some of it onto my pants.



I did not make a big deal of it and I went to fetch her another glass of water.


9.30am



Sylvia : I’m sorry you had to see me in such a state James, been troubling you this few days.

James : Don’t worry bout it, I’m ok.



I told her that we have not gotten the disk back yet, and if she liked, I could head back and talk to Joe.

She nodded.

James : You take a rest first ok. Get some sleep

Sylvia : It’s 9 in the morning James , how to sleep ? haha

James : Hello… I’m just trying to make some conversation here ?



She ignored me, giving me a look from the corner of her eye and chose not to reply.


9.40am
James : Stay here, I’ll take care of the rest ok.

She nodded and I left the room with Sylvia’s damaged shoes.




I went straight to Joe’s room and this time round Joe opened the door in his half asleep zombie state.

Joe : Yo bro.. come in.

I entered the room and realised the occupants of the other bed was gone.
James : Eh I need to tell you something.



Joe cut me off immediately and asked for the money.

Joe : Aiyah, money got bring or not. Quick, I meeting my friends.

James : Joe it’s important, I was here in the morning…

Joe : James … look.


He passed me the disk, and started wearing his socks.



Joe : Here’s the disk, take it. Where’s the money.

He had that look of impatient on his face as he waited for my reply, seeing the state he was in I gave up trying to tell him anything.

I passed the Ziplock back over and Joe told me that he’ll make some money to buy us dinner.



I shook my head and left the room with Joe.



We parted ways at the lobby




10.10am

The shops were starting to open and I went to a shop selling sporting equipment. I saw several pairs of shoes on display and I selected a pair of sneakers and asked for the size to match the flats I had.

I bought some thick ankle socks as well for Sylvia.



10.40am

I returned to the room with coffee and new shoes for my sister in law.

I saw Sylvia standing at the window, she had my jacket over her shoulders.


I shook the hardisk at her and thought about how should I go about doing the reformat. If she wanted to look through the contents, all would be lost.

I passed her the hot coffee and told her to take a seat while I boot up my laptop.



10.50am
An idea formed in my mind as I got about logging into my machine.

James : So … cannot peek ar ? haha

[ilikeoldchangke]

Sylvia shot me a look that made me shut up immediately.

Sylvia : I’ll throw this coffee at you James .



I gestured to the seat in from of the dressing table.

Sylvia sat down and I faced the screen towards her. Right before I plugged in I made a proposal.



James : Sylvia, I know it’s probably the worst day of your life.

James : but we are slowly making things right.

James : Let’s take it one step at a time, I’m sure this awful period will pass, and I’m sure you will emerge a stronger and better person.



Sylvia just laughed and slap me on my arm.

Sylvia : You siao ar ? I don’t need a pep talk right now James .


I could see she was trying to hide her sadness and pain behind her humor but I just added one last bit before I plugged in the disk.


James : Sis ar, I’m not giving you a pep talk.


I paused as I heard the chime of the connection for the disk. I seldom call Sylvia Sis, only on occasions when I’m addressing her as an elder member of the family, when respect is required.


James : I’m just saying you are not alone. We’re all here for you.



I smiled and I knelt down, bringing myself to Sylvia’s sitting height.

I could see her smile, before her head tilted naturally sideways, landing on my shoulder as I called up the hardisk.



I was praying really hard at that moment as I right clicked that disk. I knew I had to distract Sylvia with something.

I gestured to the nice weather outside our room and said.



James : Let’s settle the disk and head out to enjoy the weather and the theme park. What do you think?

I called up the reformat part and hovered the arrow above the command.



I did not wait for Sylvia to reply but instead I reached for her right hand. Her eyes just stared into mine as I held up her fingers, slowly closing them one by one, leaving only the middle finger.

Her fingers felt soft and smooth, and of course cold.



James : Today .. you start afresh..


Sylvia smiled as I guided her finger to the command before we hit the confirmed button together.



As the progress bar started filling up, I did not let go of her fingers. I brought up both of Sylvia’s hands and I rubbed them together between mine, trying to warm them up.

Sylvia looked away, it was as if she wanted to say something but thought better of it.



I let go of her warm hand and I showed her the new shoes I got for her.


Sylvia : Eh, cannot buy shoe la, I ‘pban tang’ .

She opened up the box and I told her I’m expecting every single cent back for it.
Sylvia : Haha, thanks James. They look good.


I told her to sit on the bed and we each took one shoe, stringing and adjusting the shoe laces.


James : Let’s head out for a walk and get some fresh air ?

Sylvia nodded as she took a closer look at the sneakers I bought.



I helped Sylvia open the socks I got and I passed it to her. She was still busy with the laces for the other shoe and I decided to try my luck and make my move.



I took an ankle sock, stretching and bunching them in a way that was ready to receive Sylvia’s feet.



I held it close to her and waited to see her response.


I was worried she’ll smack me and ask me don’t be crazy but thankfully that was not the case.


Sylvia pointed out her feet at the opening I created and I slowly helped her put on the sock, pulling and righting them after it’s snugly fit to her feet.

She did not offer up a comment and I just kept quiet and repeated my actions for the other one.



I felt an erection coming up.


That was the first time I had an erection putting socks on for a girl. Then again that was the first time I helped a girl with her socks.

I was expecting Sylvia to continue with her shoes after I was done but she did not.



She just sat at the edge of the bed, staring at me.



James : Are you ok ?

Sylvia suddenly stood up, pulling me up as well.

11.00am


I saw her arms opened up and we embraced, she hugged me tight for a second or 2.

Sylvia : Gillian is so lucky to have you James.

I smiled and I gave her hair a ruffle.

James : I have a twin brother to intro you if you liked.



Sylvia slapped me on my chest again as she tried to retreat backwards but I held on to her waist, locking her in front of me. She did not force herself away and I did not have to exert too much strength as well.


We just stood there, motionless in the room.

That 3 seconds that seemed to last forever.



Sylvia : James ? …

I just kept quiet, looking into her eyes before I looked away quickly. Sylvia’s eyes looked away too as I let her go.



I was about to crack a joke to lighten up the atmosphere when I felt Sylvia reached for me.


Instinctively I open my arms and I took her in and before I knew it, our eyes closed and our lips met.


It was not a not kiss, it was a peck.


A 1 second peck before both our eyes opened and we looked at each other.


Sylvia : I’m sorry James…

James : I’m sorry…



We blurted out at the same time and we laughed an awkward laugh.



I could feel my heart thumping as I considered my next move.


My left hand moved a little, rising slowing.

It was a really slow movement, and I could feel Sylvia’s eyes tracking it’s ascend.


I lifted Sylvia’s chin but her eyes refused to meet mine.

That moment I wanted to give up.


I wanted to stop.


Then I saw her eye lids flutter a little before her eyes closed.

[ilikeoldchangke]

Double dose as promised ! :D


Thank you for the comments ppl.

I could not reply each and every post but i appreciate the time you spend to leave a comment.


Happy Monday. :)

[odaboy]

Bro never had a better Monday in this entire career life of mine.. Anxiously waiting for what happened.. Thrilling and exciting and sexciting...

[zeusfist]

Awesome bro. this is a good one.

[rooneyrocks]

Bro,

You are good.

[curiouslala]

oh myy..
more dose of it pleaseeeee...

[diputs1269]

Thanks for the solid updates today, slowly inching toward target :)

[EagerBeaver29]

You have surpassed all expectations bro! 12/10!
Eagerly awaiting the next chapter!

[Cozy]

Thanks for making this Monday so awesome. Every update is so captivating though there's no sex involved.

[rob_onny]

Thanks Bro ilikeoldchangke for the double dose...
but story not enough leh... I want overdose!!! overdose!!! ;)
Double dose as promised ! :D

Thank you for the comments ppl.

I could not reply each and every post but i appreciate the time you spend to leave a comment.

Happy Monday. :)

[entiplacks]

Bro. Double dosage is not enough la. Good job man!!!

[brokuan0]

Im addicted! Send me to genting now!

[velenma]

Hmm... kiss liao...

kinda nice...

[devilzQQ]

its just morning! cant wait for afternoon!

[hotdogie]

Aargh! You cut it off right at that moment..... which of course you would like all good stories.

[cpgoer]

Don't stop, james!

[beastatlarge]

damn, I used to hate reading! u have just changed me!

[eeemen]

Bro ilock, thanks , you're the master ! Waiting for the next development , cheers, ..........

[benjerry13]

excellent story you have there bro!!! thanks!:):):)

[olivertwist]

Ilock, thanks for giving us a steamy story to look forward to... :-)

[mr_missile]

bro ilock, all your stories are must-reads. all with different plots and twists along the way. and needless to say, all are superbly written. am hooked to your stories. thks bro for taking time to write.

[ilikeoldchangke]

When our lips met the second time, it felt a little different. It was as if there were little jolts of electricity. My left index had already left Sylvia’s chin but her lips stayed in place, staying in contact with mine.


My tongue did not move, I did not want to be too aggressive. I just tasted and nibble gently on her lips as my hands slid up and down her waist.

The 2nd kiss lasted about 45 seconds or so by my estimate before Sylvia pull herself away from me.



We were not engaged in any vigorous exercise yet we were both panting as we stared at each other in that cold room.


Sylvia : James.. I’m… sorry..

She went on to say that it’s been a crazy day and she was just confused and a little disorientated.



I kissed Sylvia on her lips again and I felt an uncontrolled exhale of breath on my lips before we locked them again.

It lasted another 10 seconds or so before Sylvia gently pushed and nudged me away.


Sylvia : We can’t James, sorry… this is wrong..


She turned away from me, choosing to face the window, I did not want to stop my advances, I was determined to press my advantage.

I recalled the countless videos of Sylvia I’ve seen being pleasured by Joe, I knew her favourite positions, I knew her preferred way to be fingered , I knew how she like to be touch.

It’s like learning everything on a text book and finally getting a chance to put to practice what you learnt in school. School was a little morbid description in my case since I learnt all these from a computer screen.



My hands slid around Sylvia’s waist from behind bringing her body against mine and I felt Sylvia leaning against me as her hands joined mine, wrapping them together. I took a deep inhale of her hair from the right of her ear before kissing her earlobe.

The subtle sign of her leaning towards her left, giving me more space told me I was cleared to proceed a little more.

I nudged her earlobe with my nose, before planting another kiss below her ear, landing multiple kisses on her neck right down to her collarbone. I could feel another exhale of breath as Sylvia tried to compose herself.



She turned around, her hands wanted to reach around my neck but she retracted them halfway, returning them to her side.

Sylvia : James .. don’t la. I’m your sister in law.



I did not know why the mere mention of her being my sister in law sent me into a frenzy. I’ve always had a thing for her but the lust was amplified several times by the fact that she was forbidden.

I refused to engage in her conversation and I went for her lips again, they parted a little more this time before Sylvia tried to push me away again.

Sylvia : James… cannot… I don’t think.



I kept my movements slow and measured as I nudged her down to sit on the bed.

James : Do you trust me Sylvia ?



She seemed to be considering my question before nodding cautiously.

James : Close your eyes. .. One more kiss and we’ll stop.



I wanted to use ‘I’ll stop’ initially but I held my tongue, quickly changing it to ‘we’ll stop’

If I had use the former, it would have seem that it was a one sided advance on my side, using ‘we’ , I dragged Sylvia into the mess together, making her subconscious mind think that what happened was a joint decision.



I really felt like a bastard.

I saw Sylvia’s eye closed again and I kissed her again, but I slowly nudged her down with my head as our lips come into contact. I took my time, having finally gotten her to lie down on the bed.


My lips did not leave contact with Sylvia as my kisses slowly moved from her lips to her chin as my right hand went to her stomach. I rested my palm on her tummy for a second or 2 to see her reaction and when there was none, I slowly started to caress her stomach as I continued my kisses.


I went back to her lips and this time round, they parted more and I touched tongue for the first time. I could feel my dick straining and begging to be released but the moment was not ripe yet. My left hand stroke Sylvia’s head and hair, coordinating with my gentle touch on her stomach and the slow kiss on her lips.



The decision was made to attempt another move, I had to see how far I could go. My right hand slipped below her t-shirt, coming into contact with her bare skin and I felt the sudden rise of her chest a few times before she calmed down.
I did not try to hide my direction of my right hand, making it obvious that I saw slowly but surely reaching for her breast.



As I slide my hand up her smooth tummy, I came into contact with her bra which was now rising up and down in tandem with her breathing.


I badly needed to adjust my erection but I did not want to break the momentum, I too gave an uncontrolled exhale of breath as my right hand cupped Sylvia’s breast for the first time.



I felt Sylvia’s body shiver for a moment when my hand came into contact with her love pillows.



I continued my kisses and I gently massaged her boobs, I matched her rythem, giving her breast a gentle squeeze whenever her chest rise up, kissing her and sucking on her lip when they fell.



I wanted to take off her bra but the strap was not accessible, and having to make Sylvia turn might stop the whole attempt together so I left them where they were.


It was barely 10 minutes since we started making out but I could feel the room temperature rising, perhaps it was just me feeling hot. I cradled Sylvia’s head with my left arm and I continued kissing her while my right hand slowly slid down towards the top of her denim skirt.


I touched the top of the tights first though, the skirt must have shifted lower amidst our movements. My fingers reached for the button and I snapped them open and got to the zip, lowering them together in one swift movement.


I did not want to hesitate at that critical junction.

I could feel another deep inhale of air when Sylvia felt her skirt being undone but a quick peek told me her eyes were still closed.



I pushed and nudged the skirt away, and Sylvia lifted her bottom up a little, telling me that I was still cleared to go on a bit more.

My hand slid down the top of her tights, going south until I left the top of her undies. I went south a little more before I came to the steep cliff that plunged down into her abyss. I held my fingers at that position, right at the edge of Sylvia’s clit as I slowly disengaged from my kiss.


When I saw Sylvia open her eyes, they were watery and wet, almost in a dreamlike state.

A similar state I had seen her in on the home made videos of her. I kissed her on the forehead and her eyes closed again, her hands reaching up for my head, an action I had been waiting for.



I recalled once particular video where I saw Sylvia came hard, jerking and begging for Joe to stop in a similar position and I decided to apply what I had learnt that day. I started massaging her love hole, and among several quick breaths, I caught a moan.

A soft moan.



I guided her hands from my head together before pressing both of them down on the bed behind her head, and I kissed her again. The soft fabric of the tights is easy to massage and slide with, sometimes I would just apply a little bit of strength, hovering the fabric on the undies, another time I would pressed down harder, rubbing her through 2 layers of protection.


I continued my tease for a while and when I realised Sylvia’s eyes remained close for a good period of time , my right hand slid under her tights going for her privates.



I could feel the strong elastic pressing my hand down but I fought on, determined to get to my destination. I almost had an mental orgasm when I parted Sylvia’s damp undies and I came into contact with her privates.



After so long, after so many years of secretly smelling and masturbating to Sylvia’s lingerie, I finally got to lay hands on the actual prize. I had to fight my urge to just rip off her tights and ram my dick hard and deep into her love hole.


My fingers explored her wet love slit, the slippery, wet and warm depths a start contrast to the cold room we are in. How I wished I could be embraced in it’s warmth, and be surrounded by the sounds of our passionate love making.



It was a terrible urge to control but I forced myself to think and plan for the long term.

If I did this the wrong way, it would be a one off encounter.



I don’t want it to be a one off encounter.


I wanted it to last. I wanted our relationship to go beyond just Genting.




It was not hard finding the swollen clit, I had seen it up close on screen before, that lovely lump of pink flesh peeking through her velvet folds of her vagina lips.

I would want to French them if I could.

[ilikeoldchangke]

I cupped 3 fingers over that swollen mound of flesh and I started massaging Sylvia in the same manner I remembered Joe did on the video.


Sylvia’s eyes opened wide suddenly as she suck in a deep breath, giving out a high pitch moan as her lips parted, her head strained to rise up.

Sylvia : urh . harrrrhhh… arg..



That throaty inhale of air and a couple of uncontrollable moans told me my practical application of what I had learnt so far was being done correctly.


My massaging motion was hampered by the tights and the undies pressing down on my hand to the point it felt like I was fighting on two battle fronts.


I had to right against the push of the fabric yet deliver enough pressure and pleasure to my sister in law.


Then without warning Sylvia starting talking about.


Sylvia : Stop… stop… James… stop..


She looked a little flustered and lost as she begged for me to release her.


Sylvia : We can’t do it… stop.. please.. let me…



Before she could finished her sentence, I saw her eyes stare harder at me as her mouth gapped open, her body struggled to sit up but fell flat onto the bed since her hands were still locked by mine above her head.



Sylvia : No .. James… oh my god.. .


She looked flustered for that 1 second as she struggled to get another few words out.


Sylvia : Oh my god.. James. Urghh…



I felt her body rise up as far as she could before slamming back down on the bed as she came , shivering and shaking as she struggled to free herself from me.


Sylvia : James.. stop stop… please..



The way she was pleading sent waves after waves of blood to my protesting dick and I slowly stopped my touch on her sensitive clit. I removed my right hand from under the tights and undies, the wet love juice from Sylvia coating my fingers .



I could smell this fragrance, this aroma that I could not desciribe, it was similar to Gillian’s but distinct and unique in a way of it’s own.


I wanted to go and wash up but I need what Sylvia needed the most at that point in time.


I gathered her lifeless body which was just breathing into my arms and I cradled and held on to my sister in law, feeling the rise and fall of her chest.


When I felt Sylvia’s arms wrapped around my body, I knew I had won that battle.


I gently caressed her hair, whispering softly into her ears, asking if she’s ok, if she’s feeling cold.


I dragged the blanket towards up, bundling and covering ourselves like a cocoon. Sylvia snuggled up tighter into my embrace.


All women needed to be loved, they need to be doted on.



They want to feel safe.


I want Sylvia to feel safe with me.

We cuddled up for a good 5 mins without a word.


Sylvia brushed aside her messy hair, looking up at me in a lost and confused manner.

Sylvia : I’m sorry James…. What have I done.

I noticed the ‘I’ she used, it was a critical clue I picked up.
I did not want her to blame herself and feel guilty. I wanted her to know I will be there for her.

James : We just kissed Sylvia, we just kissed….

She gave a playful slap on my tummy before she repeated the sentence again, sub consciously it must have worked because the words that formed next were a little different.

Sylvia : My god… what have we done…

She hugged on tighter to me, her head buried into my chest.




11.25am

I kissed Sylvia on her head as I waited patiently for the cuddling phase to pass.
Logic and reason should set in soon enough.



11.35am

When Sylvia started stirring, I told her to wash up and let’s explore the resort since we’re already there.


She seemed a little puzzled as to why I did not make my move or demanded my turn but she did not asked.

I could tell she was secretly relieved that I did not make further advances.



I smiled and I walked with her to the bathroom, giving her a hug before the door closed.




I settled down on the sofa and sucked on the same fingers I fingered Sylvia with as I planned my next move.

[rob_onny]

Bro ilikeoldchangke, did Sylvia cum?? :confused:
Pls give me overdose!! Overdose!!! :D

[skyline2000]

Imba story!

[reflexk]

Overdose please :-D

[fujifilm]

Fantastic story! Overdose needed!!

[firekid]

Brother in law can write another 2 installment now. Ha

[Hardaway1818]

Bro, good one there.

You are out-doing yourself with this story: nice build-up, carefully well-thought plans, good visual depiction of scenes and the slowly building up of the forbidden fruits sex just give this story a good rock!

I have always loved your very first price of work the most. Maybe the first one will always have a special place but I have been waiting for another masterpiece from you that can beat the first one. Looks like my wait is starting to bear fruit.

Keep up the fantastic work so far! Looking ernestly to the next development :)

[bummer]

more pls!!!!

[entiplacks]

This is definitely better than what naruto or other animes. Haha

[dreamlight]

waiting for more. was suffering from withdrawal syndrome over the weekends :D:D:D

[curiouslala]

oh myy..
continuation pleaseeee..

making out in the park?

kekeke..

[KohOnly21]

Hehe bro sure can tahan well and have far sight in order to continue this relationship even after genting :D