The Reluctant Free Lancer

[skybee]

She was 20 when she got married.

They met 4 years earlier when they were still in school. It started out casually, with long chats in the park, burgers and fries and study afterwards, long bus journeys home from school as they lived near one another.

She was the prettiest girl in class. He wasn’t even good looking. In fact, he was shy, skinny, walked with a slight hunch, had scars from past pimple breakouts, and yellow teeth.

They were in the same choir and people admired her for her poise and voice. He joined the choir because he wasn’t good at sports, didn’t like being in the sun and wasn’t particularly interested in anything else.

They both came from humble backgrounds. Her parents were hawkers, and sometimes she helps out at the nasi padang stall. His parents owned a stationery store. He never helped out in the store.

Whatever the reasons she fell in love with him, I never really did find out because I could see the pain and regret every time she thinks about him, and what he had done to her.

She became a mother at 23. Slim, tall, with long shoulder hair. One cannot help but notice her well formed, naturally large and rounded breasts accentuated upon her small body. That was how she looked like when I first met her. I never knew she had a child because her belly was taut, her breasts were pert and shapely and she had a pretty face, with beautiful eyes and poignant lips. She was 26 years old when I met her.

Their marriage was predicted to fail by everyone she met. Her parents disowned her because of him. Her friends couldn’t understand what she saw in him, and some didn’t want to associate with her in his presence. She became more alone and he met her loneliness and made her happy.

He left school at 18, did his NS and did nothing thereafter. He became friends with a bunch of gamblers and picked up some tips on how to play cards and made some money doing so. He wasn’t stupid. Just aimless in life. He did part time work as a waiter when he needed cash, and spent it on massages with happy endings thrown in for 50 bucks more.

She took a beautician course after she left school and she also learned massage techniques. She worked in one of the better known spas in the Orchard area and was a favourite of tai-tais who frequented the place. Once in a while, she would have a male client who would accompany their wives for treatment. Invariably there were the horny ones who would try and finger her beneath her blouse, and she would detest these perverts who were after cheap thrills and don’t even tip generously.

But who can blame them because she is beautiful indeed, and her uniform made her look even more voluptuous and shapely.......

to be continued

[skybee]

On one of her off days, she was happily preparing the evening meal, after bringing her daughter on a nice outing.

She remembered the time of day because this was etched in her mind forever. At 4.30 pm in the afternoon, her husband came home with a stranger. He introduced the stranger, and while she was preparing a drink for him at the kitchen, her husband whispered to her.

He told her that he had lost quite a bit of money at a card game. In exchange, the stranger wanted sex with his wife. She was shocked. He had lost $15,000 over 3 hours.

She walked into the living area, and he was leering at her. Her husband stood quietly aside, standing by the doorway to the bedroom.

She did not know what else to do. Tears were welling in her eyes, and she saw her daughter playing by herself in her cot.

Her husband looked away, and the stranger started moving towards the bedroom.

This guy frequented health centres. He liked the thrill of fucking masseuses who don’t usually provide such services. His technique was simple. After the massage and when he was offered a hand job, he would say yes. He would ask for sex and if the masseuse says no, he would offer $300 to entice her. He always looked out for the young ones, and he was rough as he liked it that well.

Many times, he would leave the girl in tears with sore vaginas and some could not even stand properly after the deed was done.

He had bragged about how beautiful his wife is, how she is a beautician and a massage therapist. When he started losing money, that was all the stranger thought about. How to fuck his wife.

She could remember very little after her husband closed the bedroom door, leaving her alone with the stranger.

He was brutal and she was in pain. He bruised her violently and she couldn’t get out of bed when she heard her child cry out in hunger. By this time, the guy had left the room, and her husband was sitting along on the living room sofa.

That was not the last she saw of the stranger. He came over frequently, two to three times a week and abused her each time. Sometimes he came alone in the night when invariably her husband would not be in.

In the end, she was saddled with syphilis, and she put up $9,000 of her hard earned cash to get rid of him.

[HANDFUL]

Looks promising !!

LIKE

[skybee]

She was angry with him and lost all respect for him. He continued gambling and left her with unpaid debt all the time. But she was adamant that she was never going to repay his debts with sex again. Her salary went to supporting the family but then, her husband started coming home, with beatings and a bruised and broken arm one time because he couldn’t pay the money he lost.

She kicked him out of the house with the help of her brother and 2 cousins. She never saw him again, and later heard from his relative that he was either in prison or was living in Malaysia.

Without family support, she was not earning enough to support herself and her child.

That was when I first knew her. I met her in a health centre. She knew what she was doing, unlike some others who are in it for the extra services. I booked her for an hour, after an introduction and recommendation by a good friend. Once she started, I extended it to one and a half hours. She was very good.

When it was over, she nonchalantly asked if I wanted anything extra. I said no, and she did not push me any further. She left after a $20 tip from me.

I saw her again after one week. This time, she remembered me and gave me a beautiful smile. It was another one and a half hour session, and when it was over, she asked again if I needed anything extra. I wasn’t looking for anything special, and said no. She smiled as I handed her another $20 tip, and asked me to visit her again soon.

As we got comfortable with one another, she started to confide with me. She was curious why I never wanted any extras, and even suggested that I am gay. I was also curious about the services she provided and the men she serviced.

She does not provide sex but from what I hear from friends, her blowjobs were legendary and she dispenses this to only her favourite customers.

Many have asked and many have offered money for her to perform her blowjob, but she would only do it for those who treat her nice, and those she thinks are handsome.

One day, after about an hour of massage, she started to stroke my back suggestively and stroked my buttocks with an even lighter hand. I was piqued and turned around to look at her. She smiled at me at first and then broke out in laughter.

She said she was horny and would I like to make love to her. I didn’t feel comfortable but by now, she was stroking my penis and her thighs were onto mine. She whispered to me and said, “ don’t worry, I have a condom.”

She gives blowjobs with condoms but now, she was going to use it for something else.

By the time she took off her clothes, she was dripping and begging me to come inside. I didn’t even have the time to admire her naked body before I was engulfed by her passion.

[liberatte]

Please carry on...

[Ladyrain]

Chilling with my scallops and erdinger..

[KimEmma]

Setting up tent .

[demonorc]

Morale of the story: go massage and dun ask for special... Remember that,folks...

[boredsgguy]

please carry on with the story

[jamesrockwell]

Originally Posted by demonorc

Morale of the story: go massage and dun ask for special... Remember that,folks...

Hahahaha......

"Encik mahu urut batin?"
"Nop!"

anyway..good story and would like to read more.....please continue

[diputs1269]

Originally Posted by demonorc

Morale of the story: go massage and dun ask for special... Remember that,folks...

Nice story, I thought should be the reluctant special taker

[Czar]

Please continue.

[skybee]

She came twice within two minutes and with her lust satiated, we laid down side by side, talking.

I was taken with her show of deep passion and love making. She said she hasn’t had sex for a long time. I asked her why me? Did she make love to other customers?

She said no. I was the first, and she had been working at the Health Centre for 2 years already. I couldn’t believe her because she was indeed very pretty and in this business, men do tempt the gullible and the desperate.

She shared that she knows why men come to health centres. Despite the sweet talk and comforting gestures, invariably they show their hidden agendas, and she could smell them a mile away.

I said in defence of men that not all are like these horny men. She gave a sarcastic laugh, threw her head back and said what little I know of men and their intentions.

After this episode, we met often as I visited her at least once a week at the health centre. Each time, she would greet me with her warm and beautiful smile, hugged me and kissed me lovingly on the lips.

We were not in love. We were warm friends and shared many moments of talking, sharing and ribbing each other. My massage sessions soon became more talk than action.

In the beginning, I would invite her for a meal after work, as I wasn’t comfortable going to the health centre so often. She would decline and always said maybe, next time.

One day, she said to me that she wanted to go shopping. We met near her place of work, and I was prepared to spend money on her, thinking she was going to take advantage of my generosity.

We went to a local department store, picked out an expensive blouse, and she went to the counter to pay. I offered to buy it for her but she looked at me in surprise and said, no. She earned the money, and she was giving herself a treat. Later at dinner, I found out that it was her birthday, and this was her way of celebrating it.

After this, we went out more often and she started to share more details of her life with me. That was how I came to know about her story.

She had reconciled with her mother after she kicked her husband out. She also needed someone to take care of her daughter, as she had to earn a living. She told her mother that she was working in customer relations, and left every morning and came home in the evening, as if she had a normal day job.

About 4 months after our birthday dinner, she confided in me that she needed more money and had started doing free lance work. She got connected to an agency, and she had been doing this for a month already. Her condition to the agency was that she was only interested in older men; men who will afford to pay for her companionship and sex were not part of the deal.

I was sceptical that such deals exist as surely, men pay for companionship and sex is an integral part of that relationship.

She said that she was surprised as well as she found out that there were many lonely men out there, who enjoyed the company of a beautiful woman and sex was secondary.

With further probing, she confessed that she did end up making love to some men but this was incidental, and she only did it with those she felt comfortable with.

I asked her if she was happy. She kept quiet and asked how could she be happy when she was nothing but a high class prostitute. I regretted being so insensitive, and changed the topic immediately.

One day, she called me up and said she had something wonderful to share with me. We met near her work place, and she said with quiet excitement that she found a good man, someone who was willing to accept her past, and want to take care of her and her daughter.

She showed me a photo of him on her mobile. I was expecting to see an image of an older man, someone she met during her free lance work. Instead, I saw the picture of a handsome young man, with her sitting next to him, both with wide and happy smiles, looking radiantly at the camera.

Soon after, she stopped working at the health centre, and went back to working as a beauty therapist in an upmarket spa.

I still keep in touch with her, and she would show me photos of her daughter growing up. She also showed me photos of her and her soon to be husband, looking happy and contented.

If one did not know her, she could be any one of the many pretty masseuses we meet in health centres located all over this little red dot we call home. Now, she had become one of my friends, and a special one at that. I wish her well.

[hubber27]

After so many stories here, this one I like!

[4Dguru]

Hope this is not the end........ TS , more please