The Divorcee
 

Hello Guys, this is my first post after reading the stories here. Hope you guys enjoy and don't be too harsh on me :) This is a combination of true accounts with some portions in exaggerations to heighten the drama and reading pleasure. Cheers, my friends on SammyboyForum!

Life in Singapore is tough, isn't it? The high cost of living, the stresses, the expectations of spouses and parents, everyone is looking for a way out, somehow or another.

I resigned from a deskbound 9-to-5 job, and went ahead for a sales job, with the aim of receiving more commission as a way out, a way for a better life for my loved ones. The insurance industry is booming, and yes, everyone has to be insured, someway or another. Of course, during the process, I get to meet people from all walks of life, people in different situations and circumstances.

By chance of a referral, I managed to meet a divorcee, who is a tai tai. I did not dig much info due to privacy reasons, but I believe as time goes along, more will be revealed, if she is comfortable.

Her life is simply doing..nothing... Wakes up a 830am, goes for a shower, read the papers, visit the country club, comes back to tend to her garden, watch TV, go for facial, then followed by dinner. She has three daughters, eldest is 29, followed by 25, and the last is 21. Her ex-husband was apparently a rich businessman, but he was caught fooling around, and wasted millions on a China mistress. The wife could not take it, files for a divorce and when I look at her, I wonder why does the husband likes to fool around?
This lady, let’s call her Gloria was in her mid 50s, but because she led a life of lesser stress, she is quite well maintained and looked like in her late 20s. Very fair skin, long hair which is let down till her collar bone, and has a well endowed body. Her boobs are bordering on a C+ going to a D. But she was naturally conservative and avoids showing cleavage. As a hot blooded male, I can tell she has the assets and don’t like to flaunt it. She deliberately wears those cotton bras with less support to make her size of her boobs less obvious.

The first time I went to her house, I got a huge shock, but I tried to keep a poker face. She answered the door after I pressed the doorbell in a dark blue dress. I reckon it was her sleeping attire and she is just lazy to change into another else. The dress is just above knee level, and I could tell, she is not wearing any bra…

She invited me into the house..and said, “Hello Vincent, thanks for dropping by! I am not well-dressed, hope you don’t mind..” and she flashed a charming smile..

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Hello Brothers,

Hope you all like it, it will be a long running saga...Any comments, please point out to me, always learning :)

Next post coming up!

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“Come, let me get you some tea? Or Coffee? Or Milo?” She asked politely.

“Oh, tea is good, that will do. Thanks, Gloria”

I got myself seated on the sofa and waited for her cup of tea. She appeared shortly from the kitchen, with a cup on each hand, and then bent down to place the cups onto the sofa table.

As she bent down to position the cups, I saw two other cups. Yes, C cups under the dark blue dress, or should I say pyjamas?

Gloria proceeded to sit down diagonally opposite me, and she crossed her legs as she started to get our conversation going. But I saw a white triangle under the pyjamas, and it got me hard. I was lost momentarily. Two flashes in one go?! Goodness!

The next thirty minutes was spent on boring topics such as insurance coverage and review of her policies, recommendations for her investment link policies, the weather, the recent Malaysian elections etc etc.

At one point, I was looking around the house, I’ve never stepped into a landed house. Naturally I was curious. They have a big garden, a nice kitchen and a good size living hall. Sensing this was my first time in a landed house, she quipped, “Come, let me show you the second floor”.

Going up the stairs, I could see her perky butt moving from side to side. It was one of the best times walking up the stairs! She showed me the three rooms on top, with two belonging to her daughters age 25 and 21. The eldest one who is 29 is working overseas. She then proceeded to show me where she sleeps, ie the master bedroom.

I caught a glimpse, of a shelf beside her bed, and below lies a few colourful bras. From chequered blue, to pokka dots red, and to a lacy white bra. Just then, her mobile ranged, and she excused herself to answer the call. I was shocked at my actions next, I just could not explained. I grabbed one of her bras, the lacy white one and rolled it into a ball and squeezed it into my pockets. I guess it was a culmination of hard-ons that led me to this.



Of course, the pockets were a little weird and bulging, and when Gloria finished her call, I tilted my body to an angle which she is unable to see the bulging pocket. She apologized for her messy room, and I just assured her, it is neater than a guy’s room.

Sensing that I have to make a move, I told her that it was great chatting with her and it is time for me to make a move. Going down to retrieve my bag, I proceeded to place my bag over my bulging pocket and cover it.

Before I left, she chirped, “if you are in the area, do drop by anytime. I am free and I don’t mind talking to people. I have a spare room here too, and you can shower, take a power nap here before you go for your next appointment”


Somehow, I wonder what that means…


To be continued...

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When I went home, it was all hell break loose in letting my member enjoy! Hell, her room is so messy, she probably don’t know a bra is lost ! I was smiling to myself and the process called masturbation was a daily affair on the white lacy bra.

There was one day whereby I did not have appointments, and giving the convenient excuse, I knocked at her door, and told her I was in the area and had another appointment in two hours time. She welcomed me happily. I guess being the only occupant during the day, she was naturally lonely. And regarding her attire, it is the same dark blue pyjamas, without the bra once again.

We chatted about many things in general, and then she asked out of the blue, “Are you married?”

I replied, “Yes, just eight months ago”

“So trying for a kid soon?” She grinned.

“Yup, but probably targeting next year. My wife and I need to save up”

“Well, meanwhile just enjoy the sex life and keep on practising. When the baby is out, you get less of it, if you get what I mean”

“Yea, we are pretty active on this, that I can assure you”

She gave out a girlish laugh, “You are so funny!”

“So what pose do you guys do often, and why? I like to know! If you don’t mind sharing”

That caught me for a moment, and I was a little shocked.

“Well come on! We are all adults!” She exclaimed and then proceeded to cross her legs, flashing a green triangle in the process.

I gave a nervous laugh, wanted to continue, but somehow could not find myself going ahead.

“Oh well, you give me a moment. I am going to get something and pass to you. It could add some variety in your sex life with your wife”

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Mature stories...I like :D

Don't wonder what it means......Open invitation has been delivered, so confirm GAME ON!! :p

Awaiting your continuation!

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Thanks Rasta Marley!

Hope you like it, and if you guys think I am writing a decent job, do up my points for a newbie like me..

Looking forward to contributing more! :)

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