Your wife bonked by other men?

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I'm not sure how many samsters here have this kind of fantasy. I do have!
My wife and I have talked about this kind of fantasy but it only exists in fantasy for the moment.

* * *
Ah Geok has been a housewife since she was married and she finally felt

completely relaxed and at ease for the first time in six years.
She looked over gratefully at Julia Lim, the driver. They had both met

when they brought their child to the same school that they are studying. She

had been the one who encouraged her to make her life worthwhile and enjoyable

since her husband had left for overseas posting in Vietnam last January.

This trip was going to be wonderful for her and Julia had convinced her she

should forget everything and leave her troubles behind for the weekend.
"Let's pretend we're eighteen again," Julia had said just before they
had left, "and we don't have an attachment in the world."
She had explained to Ah Geok that she had booked a room in a posh hotel in

nearby Johor and they should make the most out of it.


* * *

Ah Geok had been married to Hock Soon for six years already. Marriage

life had been great in the beginning but it started to go downhill as soon as

Hock Soon was promoted to senior management. The time he can afford to spend

with his wife and children is almost hard to come by.
Perhaps, as Julia had suggested, she had just let him take her too
much for granted--perhaps she should go out once in awhile and let off
some steam--maybe it would teach him a lesson ...


* * *


"Mmmmm," Ah Geok smiled, "This Martini is heavenly. I'm glad you talked
me into having one."
The two girls were sitting at the Patio Lounge out by the pool. The
cool breeze blowing through the garden was refreshing . Ah Geok felt

absolutely in heaven. It had been a perfect day. She was hungry, which was

a good indication of the happiness she felt.

"They're a bit stronger than what I usually drink, I must say," Ah Geok said

after a sip. "I think I might get to like them, they
make my toes tingle," she giggled.
"Well, don't let them tingle too much just yet," Julia said suddenly,
looking over behind Ann's shoulder. "I think we may have a heavy date for
the evening."
Ah Geok looked around at the two men who had just entered the lounge.
They appeared to be in their late thirties or early forties and not too
bad-looking.
"Julia, you don't mean you're going to pick them up?" Ah Geok said,
shocked at the thought.
"Don't be silly, Geok," Julia chided. "I know one of them. We can
get them to take us out to dinner and dancing. You know we don't dare go
anywhere in this town in Johor alone at night."
"But we're both married women. We can't do that!" she protested,
"what if we see someone we know?"
"Oh for heavens sakes, Geok, no one we know is down here," Julia
admonished. "Pete's a nice guy I've known for years and the best
protection we can have. Remember, we're here to see the sights and we
can't sitting in this dead hotel."
Before Ah Geok could protest further, Julia waved the two men over to

the table.
"Well, what are you doing here?" the rugged looking man of
about forty said to Julia.
"Same as you, Pete, trying to relax for a weekend," Julia answered,
smiling and extending her hand. "Sit down and join us."
"Sure thing, we'd love to," Pete said elated. "I'd like you to meet
my friend Abdul Malik. He handles my business here in Johor."
"How do you do, " Julia said and introduced Ah Geok to them.
From a distance both had looked rather nice, but up closer, Geok had
her doubts. The one Julia called Pete, a eurasian, appeared a type likely to
be in some illegal business. Abdul was too good looking, in fact, almost
perfectly so. He wore heavy cologne that didn't seem quite masculine to
Ah Geok. Something about him was not trustworthy though Ah Geok couldn't
spot it. She supposed if Julia knew them, it was all right. Ann thought
she'd probably been seeing too many old gangster movies on television lately.

[hotsoup16]

Bro,
True story or friction?

[raintree_leaf]

Originally Posted by hotsoup16

Bro,
True story or friction?

It is my fantasy. But geok is name of my wife while Julia is the name of my colleague...hehehe

Abdul sat by Geok and his heavy cologne surrounded her--obviously he is not Chinese and spoke little English made her uneasy.
"Hey there buddy," Pete said, thickly, "I think you've hit the
jackpot tonight. Where'd you come from honey?"
"Don't mind Pete," Julia broke in, "he's always talking cock. You better behave huh Pete, she's a lonely wife too, and it's hands off."
"I was just being friendly," Pete feigned mock surprise. "I
wouldn't want to scare the little girl."
"Don't worry," Geok said bravely, not wanting to embarrass Julia with
her innocence, "I've been around a bit."
Pete's remark irked her. She was tired of being treated as a babe in
arms. She knew Julia was older and a great deal more experienced but this
didn't justify what she was doing. She could take care of herself.
"Well, Abdul and I have been invited to a party tonight that is a
party and no kids allowed. Are you chicks game?"
"Well, I'm for good, clean fun, but Geok likes to go to bed early," Julia chided.
Geok was infuriated at this. The third martini had gone to her head a
bit. Julia was treating her like a three year old and she was sick of it.
"Why, I'd love to go," she said decisively. "We're here for a good
time aren't we?"
Underneath, she felt perhaps she shouldn't have spoken so soon, but
it was too late now. She had committed herself and couldn't back down.
"Okay, let's move it then, I'm hungry," Pete said. "We're late
already."
They had a delicious dinner at a Thai restaurant that served the most wonderful lobster Geok had ever tasted.
By the time the after-dinner coffee arrived , Geok was feeling absolutely in heaven. It gave her a wicked and worldly
feeling to be out with another man--even though it wasn't really a date.
They were friends of Julia. Maybe she would even tell her husband, Hock Soon about it, she mused, it might make him jealous and call back home more often.
Pete turned out to be all right. He was funny and kept them laughing
at his off-color jokes. Geok found herself blushing at some of them.
She'd never heard such yellow jokes and language in mixed company before, but laughed as hard as any to be a good sport.
Abdul was nice also. He danced well, though he held her a
little tight and several times the slight pressure of his hand was where
it shouldn't be--but this just added to the wickedness. She knew it
couldn't go farther if she didn't let him get her into a compromising
position.
If Hock Soon didn't think enough of her to return her daily reminders of
her love, then perhaps she deserved an innocent diversion like this.

"Why, Hock Soon probably fooling around, like all the others
do," Julia had teased.
Geok had scoffed at first, but he had not called back home for sometime and even the times he called he had always been in a rush.
The suspicion had begun during the last several weeks. Well, she
would have herself a time this weekend and worry about it again Monday
morning back in Singapore.
* * *

Geok is a innocent and naive wife, will she succumb to temptations? What is the party all about? Please look out for the next part.

[proevoguy]

continue....

[Peregrine]

Hmmm new story Please continue..

[Rowenta]

story's quite interesting. putting up camp here for more...

[Thunder]

pls continue.... hope it gets juicier...

camping here

[Forbidden_Sex69]

Originally Posted by Peregrine

Hmmm new story Please continue..

Yes, pls continue !!

[raintree_leaf]

Thanks for the comments from brothers and really appreciate the points from bro hero7. I prefer building up story and hope it will not sound boring to some.


* * *
Pete, despite the drink, had good driving skills . They are now driving through what seemed to be a very rundown city in the inner parts of Johor.
The Martinis, wine left a comfortable glow on Geok. Geok was at peace with the world. She hadn't minded when Abdul, had put his arm over the back of the seat and gradually let it down to rest across her shoulders.
On one bump he let his hand slip down cupping her left breast, but
she had quickly moved to keep it away, not certain if it had been an
accident or not. It did bother her, and the uncomfortable feeling she
experienced during the dance session returned again.
Strange, she thought, what one contact with her first man and a non Chinese at that in six years did to her. She could feel the nipple of her breast leap erect when he touched it and she was sure he felt the reaction as he nestled her just a little closer and more confidently immediately afterwards.
His leg pressed tightly against her thigh was also disquieting, and
she tried to squirm away but he had followed her with each move she made.
She didn't like the feeling this close contact with a man aroused and had
started to push him away but had seen Julia slide next to Pete in the
front seat and rest her head on his shoulder. His arm was around her and
his hand was obviously somewhere in front. It hung over Julia's shoulder
and Julia was enjoying it. Her head moved against him, kissing his ears
and neck teasingly. Geok had been watching this little love-play too
intently to completely ward off Abdul' innocent little advances. When
the car finally pulled up to what seemed like a old Chinese shophouse, Pete blinked his lights and a burly Chinese with very oily face stepped out.
"Good evening," the guard smiled, guiding them out of the car and into the shophouse.
"Good evening," Pete responded.
Geok was surprised; inside what seemed to be a very rundown ordinary Chinese shophouse was a huge elegantly decorated interior.
Pete guided them to a large oaken door which was opened to them by a
short, fat, obscene-looking Indian in a suit. Pete handed him two
crisp one thousand Singapore dollar bills. Geok blinked in astonishment; she had never heard of a night club costing a thousand dollars a couple. Her
misgivings arose again but she squelched them as they entered the large
salon and bar. She was determined to show Julia that she wasn't a child
and could be a good sport as well as Julia could.
It was the most lavishly decorated room Geok had seen; done in red
velvet and gold embroidery from ceiling to floor. Long low couches were
arranged in a broad semi-circle that faced a stage.
Most of the men present were middle-aged Chinese and obviously wealthy. Most of the women were quite beautiful and much younger than their escorts.
They were exquisitely dressed. Geok was certain they couldn't be the wives
of these men.
She also noticed several middle-aged women with handsome young
Ang Mos. She doubted these were their husbands. Whatever their reasons
for being here, it was certainly a pretty exclusive and elite group.
"Put us close to the back tonight, will you Mutu!" Pete asked the
short Indian who had ushered them in. "We've got a new girl with us and
I don't want her crawling up on the stage and interrupting the
performance." He winked at Geok and for the first time she detected a
certain lewdness not apparent before. She hoped she hadn't gotten in over
her head--but thought nothing can happen to me here--not with all these
people around.
If it got too rough she could always demand they call a taxi and send
her back to the hotel. The logic soothed her and she followed Julia as
Mutu led them to one of the large couches in the rear.
Two silver buckets of iced champagne were ready. Mutu popped the
corks and poured them each a bubbling glass.
"Well, here's to a good evening, girls," Pete toasted, raising his
glass to them. "Let's hope we get our money's worth tonight."
Geok tipped her glass up with the others and the cool bubbly liquid
felt wonderful going down.
Geok noticed she was getting the most covetous glances from the men.
She felt Julia didn't like this and caught her jealous glances when the
men looked at Geok rather than her. Geok didn't want to offend Julia but
her vanity was pleased with this attention. She was glad to have some
small triumph over Julia because Julia made her feel so immature in other
ways.
Geok had begun to recover from the drinks at dinner during the ride
but the first two glasses of champagne again relaxed her inhibitions. She
found herself laughing again at Pete's and Abdul' jokes. Geok wished that
she spoke Malay and could communicate better with Abdul. He seemed
such an interesting person now that she knew him better.
She still didn't know what business they were in but assumed it must
involve some running about between Singapore and Malaysia. Pete had mentioned he handled the Singapore operation, and Abdul handled Johor but had never really specified what it was. It was none of her business, she decided; she would never see them again so what difference did it make? She did gather that Julia had met Pete on one of her Johor trips. It all seemed innocent enough.
Geok didn't feel it was her place to question it. The champagne continued
to flow and Mutu replaced the two empty bottles with new ones. Geok liked
the sound of the cork popping and found herself giggling from the bubbles
tickling her nose. She was having fun trying to carry on a conversation
with Abdul, half talk somtimes abit Hokkien and half sign language. She had never met anyone who couldn't speak English fluently and being in another country in such an exclusive private club was exciting.
Geok was thoroughly enjoying herself, but beginning to wonder when
they were going to see this great strip-tease show they had been talking
about. She had to admit to herself she was anticipating it and it
shouldn't be like that shoddy thing that Hock Soon wanted her to see. Not with this kind of crowd. She would bet it would be beautifully staged like shows she had heard about in Las Vegas. It had to be for the price. As if
reading her thoughts, Mutu suddenly appeared on the stage holding his
hands up for silence.

[scout1916]

Pls continue TS.

[SSOU]

Hey TS, why have so many commercial break ?

[raintree_leaf]

Originally Posted by SSOU

Hey TS, why have so many commercial break ?

haha...sorry, I have to make sure wife and mother in law is not in the vicinity..hehe.

Thanks bro Genbukan for the points. I will try to return the favor as soon as I'm able to.

* * *

"Ladies and gentlemen," he repeated several times until the
conversation stilled among the forty or so people present. "We have a
special treat for you tonight," Mutu continued as people began to return
to their assigned couches from the bar and conversational groups. The boys

have spent all afternoon preparing it and there is ample
for everyone. Please be seated while we pass it among you. The show will
begin in fifteen minutes."
There was a murmur of delight and within minutes all had returned to
their seats. The waiters, in white uniforms, were putting trays of
bottles of alcohol on the tables.
Pete opened one of the bottle and smelled it from end to end,
critically.
"Boy," he said admiringly, "this is the real stuff."
"What on earth is it?" Geok whispered to Julia next to her. She
didn't want to show her ignorance after the mistake at dinner.
"Oh, nothing but very strong alcohol,not your usual martini" Julia

reassured her. "Just take it slowly so you won't choke."
"Is it safe, I--I mean--it doesn't make you not know what you're
doing, does it?"
"No, of course not," Julia answered impatiently. "Just try a few shots
and if you don't like it, stop."
"All right," Geok answered hesitantly. Not wanting to appear a
prude, she bravely took a glass Abdul offered her.
"Slowly, slowly," Abdul instructed in his broken English. Geok watched

him and drink very softly. It had a strange but not unpleasant taste.

"I don't feel a thing," she said in a voice that didn't seem to be
hers. She looked at Abdul and Julia on either side of her and they
suddenly looked miles away. "Do you feel anything?"
"Yes, darling, I feel the world," Julia answered. It seemed a
logical answer and suddenly Geok did too. She had never felt the world
before, how strange. She liked the taste it was leaving with her ... it
was a slight bite at first, that gradually changed into an unimaginable
softness. The more she drink the softer she felt. Geok
noticed the lights dimming around them until the great room was in
complete darkness ...
She could feel the pressure of Abdul' leg against her thigh but the
drink had dulled her fears of anything. It felt good and
she returned the pressure slightly to let him know she didn't mind and
that she was his friend ... she didn't mind anything now with the
delicious warmth of the cigarette in her ... she could feel it tingling
deep inside ... deeper than she had ever felt anything in her life ...


The pungent sweetness of smoke hung heavy in the room.
Geok could see the burning tips of the cigarettes in the darkness. The
room was perfectly quiet now except for the occasional sound of deep
inhalation or exhalation.
Dim lights appeared behind the thin curtains that covered the small
stage. A large bed was visible in the center of a set dressed as a
bedroom with a small dressing table to one side with a large mirror near
it. Quiet music began from a stereo in the room. It was a beautiful
setting, Geok thought.
Another glass of alcohol was put into her hand--she had lost all
sense of proportion and wasn't certain whether it was from Julia or
Abdul. It didn't matter; the smoke had made her thirsty and she poured
the cool liquid down her parched throat gratefully.
It was filled again, and she could see this time that Abdul was
pouring it for her.
It's nice to have someone look after me again and take care of me,
she mused through the happy, relaxed feeling, and smiled her appreciation
in the dim light.
Abdul smiled back, squeezed her shoulder lightly and nodded toward
the stage. The curtains were opening slowly and a young innocent-looking
Chinese girl appeared by the bed. She could not have been over seventeen
and was the most lovely thing Geok had ever seen. She had a melancholy
look on her face that reflected loneliness. It touched Geok to the
depths, as she felt much the same way with Hock Soon gone. She identified

with the girl at that moment and concentrated completely on what she was

doing. she felt tears of sympathy begin as they did often when watching an
exceptionally sad scene in a television movie.
The girl picked up a picture from the dressing table, looked
longingly at it for a moment, and then pressed it tenderly to her full
breasts, outlined clearly beneath the tight, black dress she wore. She
placed the photo graph gently on her pillow and began to undress.
She slipped the long gown slowly upwards, exposing the high-set
calves--then the full, well-rounded thighs. The black of her long silk
stockings, held in place by a lace-trimmed garter belt, contrasted
sharply with the creamy ivory of her exposed flesh.
Geok could hear sounds of delight from the males as the dress snaked
its way over the girl's head and her beautifully-rounded butt emerged.
Her bra fell to the floor with a flick of her fingers and the full beauty
of her firm, ripe breasts swung into freedom. They stood high and proud
in the stage light and their quivering, hardened nipples, stood out on the
soft half-spheres; peaked higher as the girl raised her arms high over
her head, pulling the long, black hair up, then releasing it to roll
softly over her alluring shoulders.
She was almost naked, now, in just high heels, long, black hose, the
garter belt, and the thin wisp of sheer panties. She turned and bent over
slowly, her back to the audience; drew the silk panties tantalizingly down
over her curved hips and buttocks--brushing them sensuously against her
smooth thighs and calves, and discarded them at her feet by the dress.
She stretched and teasingly turned to the front. All her
delicious nudity was exposed now--from her high rounded breasts--to the
soft dark triangle of her womanhood.

Geok shifted nervously next to Abdul. She had never expected
anything like this. She though the girl would had left
on a "G" string, ineffectual as it was--but this exposed all the girl had
to offer--she was making no attempt to hide it either.
The girl lay back on the bed now, the picture of her absent lover in
her hands, looking at it with a deep longing that could mean only one
thing. She was aroused and needed release!
Geok almost gasped aloud as the girl's free hand massaged her own
breasts in tiny teasing circles, tweaking the soft nipples into sudden
throbbing hardness. Her legs scissored open and closed slowly, exposing
the thin slit of her vagina, nestled teasingly in the soft dark hair
between her thighs. Her feet were pointing directly at the heavily-
breathing audience watching the girl slowly work herself into a burning
passion. Her buttocks twisted against the mattress as though she were
trying to bury herself in it. Sheer, wanton desire reflected in her eyes.
It seemed so real, Geok couldn't understand how the girl could act such a
part unless she really felt it. She remembered lying in her own bed
recently and thinking about Hock Soon and how she had almost gone insane

until she had relieved herself with her own fingers. She blushed slightly at
the guilt flicking through her conscience. She squirmed her own buttocks
nervously, feeling the edge of the cushion brush electrically against the
soft swelling of her vulva. She jumped at the unexpected contact and the
more unexpected shock it had brought. Her breath quickened.
Abdul, in his concentration on the girl, had forgotten the alchol and Geok reached forward and hurriedly poured herself one, her eyes on the
stage. She downed the refreshing liquid quickly, attempting to cool some
of the warmth the girl's passion had transmitted to her own body.

[Flintstome]

Bro TS

Nice story for reading. Please continue....... Thks.

[SanMikeal]

camping here for more...ChaP cHaP

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While she was pouring, Abdul lit two cigarettes and
passed her one. Without thinking, Geok pressed it to her lips and pulled deeply, perhaps hoping it would calm the unfamiliar desire beginning deep within her belly.
With each puff, Geok could feel herself mentally unwind. This one heightened the feeling from the first cigarette. She didn't feel she was the same person she had been a moment ago. She was someone else and it frightened her a bit but she couldn't think about it now. The heat and excitement of the room was beginning to stimulate her hotly against her
will. She squirmed down against the couch again, feeling the round edge of the cushion push dress and panties into her crevice; she rubbed herself gently against it, working the corner of the cushion between the moist lips of her vulva. Her body rocked on it in almost indiscernible rhythm--
in concert with the writhing girl on the stage. She could feel the wetness spread between her thighs and she spread them slightly to gain greater contact with the cushion. The roughness brushed soothingly
against her tiny, rising clitoris through the sheer panties.
She looked guiltily out of the corner of her eye at Julia and Pete next to her to make sure they hadn't noticed; but they were so engrossed that they had paid no attention. Julia lay back against Pete, smoking heavily on another cigarette, and Pete had his hands inside her blouse. Geok could see it move tantalizingly under the thin material covering her breasts. Her dress had slipped up so that the white thighs were visible above the stocking tops; her legs were slightly spread. In
the dim light, Geok could see the white band of her panties between them. Julia seemed unaware of the exposure. Her mouth was open in intoxicated rapture as both watched the stage intently in expectation.
Geok leaned against the back of the couch, careful not to break contact with the edge of the cushion pressed into the crevice between her fevered thighs and found Abdul's arm behind her waiting. Without thought, she relaxed against it and made no protest when his hand came to
rest heavily on her left breast.
His arm feels good, she thought to herself, and it doesn't hurt anything. She pulled again at the cigarette in her lips. The musky odor of Abdul' cologne filled her nostrils, stimulating her more. It had a rich, suggestive odor that caused her to snuggle closer as the excitement
of forbidden naughtiness rippled through her.
It seemed an eternity since she had last looked at the stage but it was only moments. The cigarette and alcohol had warped her time sense. The girl on the bed writhed more violently now as though being attacked
by some unseen lover. She had placed the picture on the bedside table and both her hands were running over her body as though out of control, her fingertips dancing over the flat, ivory belly and coming to rest, together, at the vee of her soft, down-covered crotch. She groaned on the stage at the sudden contact of her hands with the moist slit between her
thighs and pulled her knees up, her toes on the mattress. Then, she straightened the legs like two beautifully carved ivory columns above the bed; with a deeper groan, she let them fall wide apart exposing to the excited onlookers the moist, glistening furrow between. Her fingers
crawled to the soft hair covered lips and spread them slowly apart until
the wet pinkness was fully visible and the mouth-like orifice opened
hungrily. The half-moons of her rounded buttocks shone in the stage
light, divided by the hot, crevice between them. Her tiny anus
nestled mysterious and inviting below the swollen and agitated lips.
Geok gasped in disbelief as the girl slowly inserted a middle finger into the glistening pink, stroking the tiny bud-like clitoris. Abdul's hand squeezed her breast tighter as she heard and felt his breathing becoming heavier. She was afraid to look at him; was hypnotized into
immobility as the sensuous movements of the girl on the bed increased and
her probing fingers worked themselves inside the pink edges of her contracting cunt, slowly widening the lips. She slipped her index finger
in and out smoothly between the lubricated lips. Her legs jack-knifed back, knees against her breasts and the soft rounded buttocks rose and
fell in response to the probing finger. The girl's facial muscles
tightened as she joined two fingers with the first and, clenching her teeth, pushed all three into the hungry, pink folds. They disappeared with a soft, sucking noise and a soft moan of pleasure purred from the girl's lips.
Geok tensed in momentary shock at this indignity and only Abdul' firm
grip on her now-throbbing breasts kept her from running from the room.
She sensed that she had better go, before it was too late and her own
excitement ran away with her.
This desire lasted only a moment before the effect of the cigarette and alcohol lulled her again. She waited in anticipation and nervous fear of her own emotions to see what would happen next. Geok felt too closely identified
with the girl writhing in desire before her and knew there was a danger
point from which there was no turning back. She took another sip of the drink . The warm, relaxing liquid curled deliciously down into her lungs relaxing and easing her mind of fear at the passion raging through her own body. She snuggled back again against Abdul, foggily determined, somehow, to keep her guard up.

The girl on the bed had become possessed. Her eyes and teeth were
clenched as she writhed beneath her own driving fingers in uncontrollable
passion. The rapid rhythm drove grunts of pleasure from deep in her
throat as the fingers sunk into the tight, pink openings, making moist,
sucking sounds as she withdrew them to push them in again. Her face was
red--straining for climax. She groaned in frustration as her own fingers
thrust harder and deeper. They were not enough. Her head rolled from
side to side on the pillow, her long dark hair flying in frustration at the inability to bring herself to climax. Still she tried, her hand
moving furiously against the spread, straining buttocks, the grunts
faster and louder with each passing second.
Suddenly, a huge Thai looking man, heavily tanned and almost double the size of the girl ran onto the stage and jumped up on
the bed. The girls eyes widened in terror and she jerked the back of a
hand to her mouth to keep from screaming. She moved to lower her legs and
roll from the bed but the man stood ,giving her a stern and at the same time a look of desire. The young girl froze in the position of masturbation--thighs spread and with her knees drawn up to her chest. She didn't dare move as the huge man climbed menacingly over her, his panting head just above her defenseless, upturned crotch.