It will stop raining eventually (part 3: conclusion)

Hi everybody, hope that you have enjoyed the first two parts. This story is not like those typical stories that I do write which are more than 8 parts and a total of 30 000 words or more. This story is pretty short so if you expect a 10000 word conclusion, sorry to disappoint. Just to highlight,  my friend would like to advertise on my blog. Haha, really advertise. This is the following URL:

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“If I were to do or tell you something, would it change your decision?” his words seemed to strike me with a bolt of lightning.

He pulled over to a quiet place and there was an awkward silence for a few seconds. I stared at him, wondering what he would do or tell me. I was a bit afraid that he would do something extreme as I was sitting inside his vehicle, not knowing what to do next. The droplets of water that hit the windscreen became more frequent and larger as the pelting rain started to make subdued noises.

At the next moment, he just got out of the car and ran over to my window. I tried to grab him back but I could not, it was too late. As I winded down the window, I could feel the water droplets started to splash in a little and my hand was slightly wet but it was a stark contrast to him being already drenched in the rain.

“Can you be my girlfriend?” he took out a ring from his pocket as he knelt down a little.

I opened my mouth with disbelief, I shook my head not because I did not want to be his girlfriend. I would love to be right now, but I did not know that he would go to such a big extent.

“Through bad times or good times, I would take care of you and hopefully for the rest of my life. I hope you would change your mind, and accept me instead,” he shouted out as his voice was partially drowned by the heavy rain.

“Get inside, you fool. You would get sick if you stand out there any longer,” I pulled his arm as I waved my other hand to beckon him back into the vehicle.

“As long as you accept me, it’s worth it,” he tried to be as clear as he could but the rain drops were going into his mouth stifling partially the sound from his voice box.

“Rick, I am so touched by what you did, you really hold a very high position in my heart, but I cannot be with you, I am so sorry,” my heart ached not for him as my tears flew profusely down to my cheeks.

I could see that Rick was disappointed, he did not budge a single inch as he partially knelt there, his head went down. I could not see his facial expressions but he was drenched to the skin.

“Rick, don’t stay there, please. You would fall sick,” I begged him as I tried to shook his shoulders continuously

A mixture of anger and love started to send an adrenaline flowing through my whole body. I opened the car door as I knocked him partially down to the floor and he was in a daze.

“Why are you so foolish? Why are you putting me on the spot? Why do you love me so much? Why did you tell me only now,” I continuously hit him on the body, crying, knowing that all the questions that shot out of my mouth would be left unanswered.

He seemed to recover instantly from the daze and he wrapped his arms around me tightly as if protecting me from the rain. He grabbed my wrist and ran to the nearby shelter.

I was soaked too as I could feel the wetness of his skin on mine. I could not tell whether he cried as the rain drops on top of his head was flowing down to his cheeks. I tried to endure an endless turbulence of emotions from coming my way but I could only hold this much as a tear trickled down my cheek with a curve trajectory into my mouth and merged with a raindrop. The salinity of the tear seemed to add more pain in my heart as my decision-making seemed to be blurred.

“Rick, please…… don’t give me too much pressure,” my chest hurt a little as my legs felt like jelly, wanting to just crumble to the floor and break down.

As Rick held me tightly, he tried to kiss me but I resisted. As I struggled from his firm hold on me, I managed to break free of my right arm and I gave him a tight slap.

“I do have a mental connection with you, but I have a boyfriend now. I cannot have any physical contact with you anymore,” I looked at my hand at dismay and my stammering projected out my scared emotions.

Rick felt his face in disbelief as he let go of me gently.

“I just wanted to kiss your forehead and hope that you would be well and good with your new boyfriend. I did not know that you would react in an adverse way,” his disappointment seemed to be etched all over his face in a much elaborate tone than earlier.

I did not bother to look at the direction of the voice. I did not want to reply but I just walked away. As my pace went up a notch or two, I felt I was a distance away from him, but I did not want to turn back. I froze in my steps for a while, hoping that he would run towards me, but I knew that he did not. It was from there, that I hardly talk to him anymore.

Through the months, I enjoyed Andy’s company a lot and our love became stronger. Although I did message to Rick every now and then, his reply was brief and short and not frequent. Sometimes he would give me some advice here and there.

It was one afternoon when it was the first time that Rick initiated the conversation. The message read, “I need to tell you something, it’s quite important. Hope you can meet at the usual place that we normally meet.”

I still remembered the place.. It was evening and I walked towards the cafe. I felt nostalgic as I used to frequent here often with Rick.

As I pulled the heavy metal chair across Rick, Rick greeted me with a faint smile.

“It’s been quite a long while since we last met,” Rick’s opening statement seemed to be expected.

“I still care for you all these while, you still hold a special place in my heart, Rick,” my words seemed to make his hands go towards mine as I withdrew them from the table.

“You have something to say?” I was trying to distract him from his glances at me.

“You have not told me your boyfriend’s name, but I believe its Andy right? I guessed it’s a pretty small world. Andy is introduced by me from a mutual friend of ours in one of the regular drinking places that we used to go to. He is a nice and cheerful chap. I got to know that he is your boyfriend was because I accidentally saw your picture and his together on his mobile phone, but when I asked him whether he has a girlfriend or not, he seemed to be elusive. On that night, he was very close with another woman,” his long explanation was punctuated by a group photo that was taken with Andy putting his arm around the woman.

At first I felt infuriated but I tried to calm myself down. “He still loves me very much,” I chanted in my head umpteen times.

“Are you alright, Alicia?” Rick woke me up from a stupor.

“I am fine. Maybe I am thinking too much. I would not want to speculate on anything,” I consoled myself.

“Well, although we don’t talk much, I still care for you from time to time. At least now I have the courage to see you again and not feel heart-broken. I don’t want you to get hurt or being made used by other men. Andy gives me the impression that he is a smooth talker and he knows how to get things his way, but anyway maybe in the future, I hope that you can work things out with him,” Andy’s words seemed to have a limited impact on me.

Two months later,

My friend had something on and had to cancel the dinner appointment with her. Thinking to give Andy a surprise, I did not want to call him to tell him that I would be seeing him. Even if he is not at home, I would just make myself comfortable at home as sometimes I would sleep over at his home.

Something was amiss as I saw a pair of red high-heels on the floor beside his pair of shoes. Those heels were definitely not mine and they looked kind of familiar but I could not recall at that point of time. The gate was closed but not locked and the wooden door was slightly ajar.

As I tip-toed into the room, I could not hear any noise. They could be inside the bedroom. My temperature was starting to boil. What Rick had told me could be true. He could be playing behind my back, I thought. To think that I trust him so much, it could be that he knew that I had a dinner appointment and took this opportunity to have a good time with another woman.

The living room was empty, hardly anything was out of position as I saw two glasses of water which seemed to be half-drunk on the table. The bedroom door was slightly ajar.

I crept slowly towards the door as wild thoughts meandered around my mind. I hate to see Andy cheating on me, and I wanted to turn away and walked out, but I could not. I wanted to know what he was doing, I want to confirm my thoughts and feelings that Andy was cheating me. It’s my intuition that grew stronger in me that Andy was starting to lose interest in me.

 As I cautiously peered into the bedroom, I could not believe what I saw. I tried to hold back my emotions but I wanted to see what was developing. Andy was kissing another girl in the bed. I could see his hands were all over her and vice versa. As Andy unbuttoned her blouse, I could see that Andy was very wild and passionate.

“I love to play games with you, Belinda. Let’s play a different game today,” Andy grinned naughtily.

“You naughty boy, have you locked the gate? I think you forgotten. Can you go lock it,” Belinda’s voice sounded abit hoarse and very sexy as I finally got to see her face. I could also see her blouse was half-unbuttoned and part of her bra was exposed. It was the same picture as the one that Rick showed to me!

As Andy was about to approach the door, I slammed the door wide-open, almost hitting Andy.

“Andy, you bastard,” my hand was targeting at his face the moment I spoke out the three words.

Andy raised his arm to block me first, as he reacted very fast to my attempted attack.

“Andy, who is this woman? Belinda cried out as she tried to button up her blouse.

I went over and attempted to pull Belinda by her blouse and gave her one tight slap on the face.

“Andy, what is it that she has that I don’t have?” the colour of my mood was green, obviously jealous of her voluptuous body when I peeked but I knew that I am no inferior to her too in terms of looks and figure.

“Its not the right time for me to explain now, Belinda, I think you leave us alone. I would talk to you another day,” Andy spoke with a heavy sign and I could see that Belinda did not show any feelings of any sort when she took her bag and left.

As Andy closed the gate, I stared at Andy. He looked so cool and calm, a great contrast to how I felt.

“She is someone that I have business dealings with. We are very close and its just at the spur of the moment,..”Andy put his hands on my shoulder but I moved away from him which interrupted his sentence.

“You are the woman I love, Alicia. I admit I am in the wrong, but would you forgive me?” Andy’s voice started to show some remorse but I was trying not to be moved by his words.

“Are you sure?” I am feeling doubtful about what he said, as I felt confused.

He didn’t say anything but he just grabbed me and kissed me as his hands roamed all around me. I felt seduced by his silence and his actions, but yet not convinced by his words.

As he tried to undress me, I struggled and resisted.

“What are you doing, Andy? I am not in the mood for this,” my irritation grew as he tried to take advantage of me.

“Come on, baby, let me just pamper you tonight,” his words sent my blood boiling to the maximum temperature.

“Andy! Stop! Just now you were going to your fun with another woman and since you got caught by me, you want me to satisfy your desires instead. Do you have any regards to my feelings or not?” my screams at him were punctuated with a tight slap across his face.

“I told you about my situation with Belinda. I truly love you,” his stern stare into my eyes hardly convinced me in any way.

I did not even bother to speak a single word as I brush my clothes to make it neat and got out of the apartment even though he repeatedly call me to come back. I knew that I was determined to end this once and for all.

It was painful though, as I am single again right now. I still feel emotionally attached to Rick although it faded over the months. I had enough of Andy’s lies and I did not want to trust this kind of man anymore. It was only a few months later that I decided to take a gamble and ask Rick out.

“You looked very worried, anything happened between you and Andy?” Rick’s voice was etched with concern and it was obvious that he did not know about this matter at all.

“We broke up a few months ago. He is involved with the woman in the picture that you showed to me,” I was trying to hold back my tears but I could not as a few trickled down my cheek.

“Rick, I have made a few mistakes in the past, and choosing Andy was one of the greatest one that I have made,” I was trying to think of a way to hint to him if I could be with him but I did not want to make Rick feel that he was a backup to Andy.

“Actually, I can read your mind, Alicia. Even till now, I still miss you a lot. You hold a very special place in my heart and it’s very difficult for a woman to actually replace you. I would still want to be with you if you allow me to,” Rick’s words were assuring as his hands put on top of mine.

Rick took out the ring, it was the same ring that he showed me many months ago. I did not hesitate but to take the ring and put it in my hand.

“Let me decide if I would want to wear the ring and on which finger,” my cheeky reply was met with a wide smile on Rick’s face.

As we just grabbed each other’s hands across the table, there were no words spoken as we understood each other. It felt like the rain which had poured for many months had stopped eventually…

It will stop raining eventually (part 2)

Hi everybody, hope that you have enjoyed part 1. When I was writing part 2, I felt that my emotions were riding to a new high and that of a new low at the next moment. It was really a challenge to fit all of it together. But anyway before I let you all go to read on the second part. My friend would like to advertise on my blog. Haha, really advertise. This is the following URL:

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My thoughts meandered around my mind. Even though I did not see Andy for eight years, the moment when I saw him in just less than 8 hours ago, I felt that my last kiss with him in the airport before he went to the States was just yesterday.

“Come sit down,” as he tugged my hand…

The moment I sat down on his bed, he held my hand tightly.

“Do you know that I do think of you from time to time in the States? But I was thinking that you would have another man along the way and that I was hoping that if you were to tell me that you have someone, I would move on,” he pouted his lips as he ended his statement.

“I really wanted to be with you, but you told me that a long distance relationship might not work out between us. I felt heart-broken for quite a long while that I had to lose you just like that, but I really had to take this golden opportunity to go to the States to advance my career,” he continued his statement before I could start to speak.

I was moved by his words, they not only oozed out sincerity but they came from the bottom of his heart. The Andy that I knew 8 years plus ago and that of now, did not change much. It was only circumstances that tore us apart.

“Now that you are single again, I am determined to make you my woman,” his emphasis on the last few words seemed to be very impactful.

“Do you have anyone else in mind?” his question seemed to stun me for a while, I did not know how to answer it at that point of time.

“I…” I hesitated for a while, as I wanted to say yes.

Before another word could come from my mouth, he started to kiss me in the lips. It was totally magical, we seemed to know what we wanted from each other. As our mouths engaged, our kisses were wet, passionate and deep. Our hands just caressed every part of each other’s body to wherever we can.

As he started to unbutton my blouse, our lips broke off and I just pulled off his t-shirt and threw it behind me. I felt his body everywhere especially his well-toned chest.  His hands were shaking at the last two buttons as my black bra slowly revealed and he pulled my blouse off me. I liked the aggression from him as he just pushed me down and my whole body landed on the bed with a light thud. As he went on top of me, an inner power seemed to surge through him, every part of his body seemed to be electrified by the energy flowing throughout his whole body. His hands just went straight to my sensitive areas and he started to kiss my cleavage down to my stomach. After so many years, he still remembered what I liked. All I could do was just touch his head from time to time as I felt very helpless and vulnerable.

As he held me up a little, he unzipped the side of my skirt as he pulled off my skirt and just threw it aside. Everything seemed so fast and it was as if I was immersed in a kaleidoscope of emotions.

“Eat me up, dear,” my words were minced in between my moans as I shivered with every kiss and touch.

As he removed my bra, his soft kisses on my nipples nearly sent me up to the roof literally. As his tongue circled around it, I could not help but grabbed his head, making his head want to sink into my breasts softly. I felt that I had lost control of myself as all my inhibitions were gone in front of him. I felt like a shameless slut in front of him, but I enjoyed it very much.  As his kisses went all around me from my breasts down to my stomach, he grabbed onto my panties and just pulled it off in one single motion. I felt more turned-on with his rising aggression towards me.

"Oh, What are you doing to me?" my words were muffled in between exchanges of kisses as I got up and struggled to pull his trousers and his underwear off in one single motion.

Eventually I managed to pull off everything off him as our bare bodies rubbed each other. After more than eight years, we still know what we wanted from each other. Every kiss and touch was just the right response from the other party as the passionate fire deep inside us grew.

As he sat near the tip of the heart-shape, his legs slightly dangled over the edge. I faced him, I breathed heavily and I straddled on his lap. As I lowered myself near to his manhood, I could feel his shivers. Putting my hands on his shoulders, I started to put my mouth into his forcefully. My legs opened wider as I lowered down further and I felt the penetration inside me. As I slowly rock back and forth, I seemed to hear his muffled moans through my mouth. I wanted to make him breathless too and to give him a new level of highness with a limited amount of air going into him. This ounce of intimacy is one that I cannot enjoy with my ex-husband or with anybody else but only with him. As he yanked his mouth off mine, He held my waist and took over to rock me back and forth. My hands felt limp over his shoulders as they shivered when I tried to hold onto his firm and broad shoulders. As he intensified his motion, all I could do is to kiss his cheeks weakly and around his chin. His moans from his mouth seemed to amplify with his well-defined jaw line and his titillations on my breasts and nipples made me arch backwards slightly, closing my eyes in pure ecstasy.

Suddenly, he turned me around and lay me flat at the foot of the bed. A small part of my head was in contact with the pointed end of the bed. As he went on top of me in the conventional missionary style, my soft moans synchronised with his motion of back and forth into me. His hands grabbed onto my breasts as I could feel that his love was slightly turning into lust. Our copulation seemed to turn the kaleidoscope of the various hues of pink into the fiery reds of their respective shades.

As our moans grew louder and hoarse, I could feel my body inching closer towards the edge of the bed. As the sound made by his stomach onto mine was increasingly louder and more frequent, I felt my body slowly inching out of the bed. I felt that my head was in the air and I could only just let my head relax and hang backwards. As the blood slowly rushed to my head, I could feel my climax slowly closing in. I closed my eyes as my hands started to grab his arms tightly. I felt that I had switched to a surreal environment as this erotic inversion sent tingles to my upper body.

“Arhh, baby,” his shouts came with the fastest motion he could produce and they gradually come to a stop.

As I felt something warm oozing into me,  my climax came almost instantaneously after his and it was an out of the world experience, my arms just flung backwards helplessly as I felt that I was about to fall of the bed. I felt the pressure going into my head and it seemed to start burning from my neck up as heat suffused my whole body. I felt like passing out with pure pleasure and ecstasy.

“Baby, I love you,” his sentence was punctuated with a kiss in our lips as he held my head up.

“I love you too,” I did not know whether I meant it or not but I blurted it out anyway.

As we got up, I saw droplets of blood oozing out of his arm.

“Oh my god, my nails sunk into your arms, you are bleeding,” I cried out as I quickly glanced around to find some tissue paper.

“It’s nothing, baby. It shows that you enjoyed it very much just now. Its mild as compared to the scars you gave me on the back of my shoulders,” his sentence made me blush a little.

As I pat the tissue paper lightly on his wound, he held my hand as his fingers outlined my arms to my shoulders.

“Your skin is still as smooth as before, you really maintain your body very well,” Andy spoke as his hands started to move up from my shoulders to my hair.

I smiled as I could feel his fingers running through my hair. As my long wavy hair rested on my breasts, I felt the occasional tingling as his fingers touched them with only my hair that separated this contact.

“This heart-shaped bed is so perfect with you and me together. You shall take this side and I would take the same side as you!” he exclaimed on the last few words as he started to go on top of me and hugged me.

“Get off me, you rogue, haha,” I hit him playfully, trying to get him off me.

“Not till you promise me that you can be my woman, I am not going to let you go again. I want to stay in Singapore and stay care of you,” his words were so assuring but yet unbelievable.

“After eight years, you still have the same feelings for me?” I felt amused but yet a nice feeling lingered inside me.

“Yes and I have no reason. Perhaps it’s a rekindled passion for you,” his natural reply seemed to be candid.

As he started to speak again, my eyes felt like closing. I could not make out what he said but he hugged me and I felt his warm body against mine and soon I felt asleep.

“Good morning baby. I have breakfast ready on the table,” my eyes were half-closed as I replayed the words that Andy said, not being able to catch it for the first time.

I felt so loved by Andy. I did not know what to say and I just ate my breakfast with him and he fetched me to work after that.

It was from that day onwards, I started to meet Andy more but sometimes I would meet Rick. My attitude towards Rick changed gradually. At first the enthusiasm of meeting Rick was still there, but after two months, it gradually waned. Although Rick asked me from time to time, I tried to avoid the question or gave excuses along the way.

It was 6 months later when I met Rick at East Coast Park that I had to make the decision and it was a very painful one.

“Hi Alicia, how are you? Ready to go out for a drink somewhere nearby,” Rick was very eager to see me as always.

I gave a worried face and I did not know how to break the news to Rick.

“I have something to tell you, Rick,” my emotions went up a notch or two, I was trying to control my tears from coming out.

“What’s wrong? Don’t scare me,” Rick held my shoulders.

“Sorry Rick, a few days ago, you asked me to be your girlfriend. I did not give you a straight reply. I have found somebody else,” my heart felt like dropping when I blurted out those words, my head looked down not daring to look at Rick.

“Alicia, to be honest, I have already felt that your interest in me is getting less and less. I was expecting the inevitable,” Disappointment was written all over his face as he held my head up.

“You are a good man, you are responsible and you know how to take care of people, but as for the other guy, he is very special to me. I cannot reject him, I am sorry,” I sobbed a little as I hugged him tightly, not knowing what to do next.

As he embraced me, I felt a renewed sense of security, something which I cannot fathom. After he comforted me, he started to tell me more about his life. I felt that during this conversation, the amount of things that I had known him seemed to be more than the six months that I had been interacting with him.

“Why? Why only tell me right now? You are so secretive in the past and hardly reveal anything, but now you have changed,” I felt a concoction of guilt and regret being forced straight down my throat, not knowing whether the decision I had made was too quick.

“Don’t you regret making this decision too fast and too soon?” Rick asked as he was driving me to a nearby place to grab some drinks.

I did not know how to reply. His questions set me to ponder and I cannot find the right answer to the question.

“I am not sure. My feelings for you are complex. It’s something which I cannot use just a sentence or two to describe. But I can tell you that it was a painful decision to let you go and it’s a big risk to choose him to be my boyfriend and possibly spend the rest of my life with him,” I was careful with my words, not knowing why I should do that.

“If I were to do or tell you something, would it change your decision?” his words seemed to strike me with a bolt of lightning.

What would Rick do or tell Alicia? Catch it on the final part, part 3!

It will stop raining eventually..(Part 1)

This is a story gathered by 3 encounters of women in Singapore, I believe that writing out these stories can be able to project some of the true emotions and feelings of these women and also partially myself too. I hope the 3 women who would be reading this story would be able to relate to some parts of it. Its the first time I would be including myself (of course with a pseudo name). The protagonist is Alicia who struggles to find her true love. The inspiration came as my first 2000 words were written in less than 45 minutes, but it was a mess of mashed-up emotions. I had to re-edit it heavily. I hope that you would appreciate the effort as it's very hard to blend in these 3 encounters of women into one single character in one story. Enjoy!

"Hi, how have you been?" I sneaked up from behind as I saw him slouching against his car door and tapped on his shoulder.

"Hey babe, I am doing great. I thought you would take a long time to get down, princess," his tone hinted specks of sarcasm but yet a unique form of wittiness.

"I don't want to make a guy wait for 30 minutes or longer, just 15 minutes and I would be ready to go down," I explained to him as I beamed the widest smile at him and lifted up my shades to put them on top of my head .

Rick's lips moved a little but I couldn't really hear what he was trying to say or try to lip read what he was trying to say. Although I know him through a mutual friend for quite some time, it was hard to get him out for dinner as he was always busy. Although I met him a few times, the time spent with him was pretty short but I loved his company and I was glad that I could get him out for dinner on a Saturday early evening eventually.

Along the way to our destination, we chatted a little as we tried to catch up on each other. I can see that he is quite a nice chap. He is someone that I can click with. Some of my friends say that horoscope do play a part to a successful relationship. Seriously, I just take it with a pinch of salt, maybe two. I just prefer to let things be natural.

"Do you feel warm? I forgot to adjust the temperature of the air-conditioner in the car just now, " Rick realised that the weather was getting hotter as the evening sun started to give a subdued red glow in front of us.

"Its alright, let me adjust the temperature myself," I smiled at his direction as I gave a light tap on his arm, my shades were put down to where it should be as the sun rays seemed to be like darts flying towards my direction.

As he put his arm on the arm rest, his hand was on top of mine, but I did not know why I did not take his hand off me. Maybe it was a comfortable feeling that he gave to me which I cannot fathom.

After our dinner, I realised that he does not talk that much when we were eating. Except for a few words of exchange, we were quiet throughout the meal. Sometimes, I just wondered what he was thinking at times when he seemed to be staring in the blank for a while and sometimes look to me and just smiled when I asked him for his thoughts.

As we strolled along East Coast Park, the evening sun which seemed to be sinking slowly into the water at the horizon was beautiful. Most of the ships were at a standstill as they seemed to be taking a breather. The beach was relatively quiet with the occasional screaming of young children running around the beach as the sand that flew up behind them seemed to be a measurement of their enthusiasm of their activities. As we sat down on the bench, there was an awkward silence between the both of us. The surrounding noises seemed to be subdued by it.

"Do you have anything to tell me or ask me?" I initiated the conversation, not knowing what else to ask as I looked at his direction, hoping he could tell me something, anything.

"Well, I still remember this same spot where I first dated my ex-girlfriend. I still remembered this tree where we actually tried to climb up but of course we could only make it to the lower branches and not higher," his words seemed to be random, something unexpected from him as he pointed at the tree diagonally in front of us just ten metres away.

"You have a good memory. If I am not wrong, that happened about seven years ago. It seemed to leave a very deep impression inside you," I did not know what else to say as I did not expect him to dig out the past.

"Then what happened? How come you broke off with her? I would like to hear more," I continued as he just stared at the tree without saying a word and I anticipated that he could tell me more.

"Well, it's a pretty long story and I initiated the break-up. It took me about almost a year to recover fully from such an episode. I do not wish to rake the past. Hopefully you don't get offended, but I guess yours was a worse experience where you were married and because your marriage did not work out, you are now single again. I guess in your case, its a big waste that the four years with him had just gone down the drain," Rick breathed heavily in between sentences as he look at the beach, giving a solemn look as he clasped his hands together resting his arms on his knees.

"It was not easy for me, seriously. Now I am back to square one, where I can hopefully find my happiness once again. There were many times where I tried to compromise and give in to him. He seemed to be always be with his friends and he was not focused in his career," I tried to withhold my tears from coming out as I felt a mild burning sensation in my chest.

"I am sorry to raise it up.," Rick put his arm around my shoulder as I leaned towards him, sobbing a little.

"Its alright, I would be fine," my words in between my sobs seemed to be minced up in my mouth as I tried to speak.

As I put my arms around his torso, I had a very warm feeling with him comforting me. As he stroked my hair gently, I felt as if I was like a baby in his arms and my tears came to a stop eventually.

"Do you think that I can find someone to be with and start all over again in the near future?" I did not know why I blurted out such a question but it seemed to come out from my mouth without me thinking.

"Of course you can, but I guess you got to open your eyes wide and assess whether he is the right one before you take the plunge. Marriage is an important chapter in a person's life. You would not want to make a second mistake," Rick seemed to be humming into the air as his words were slightly muffled with my head snuggled into his arms, my ears partially covered.

Although we have been going out a few times before, that day was the first time when we were much closer together as we chatted and opened up to each other more. I felt that I was compatible to him, but yet I needed more time to be sure whether there is a possibility that we can go the next step.

Within these three months, Rick and I were going out more and more often. I was surprised that he was willing to spend more time to be with me and even though it was quite late at night at times, I was elated to see him.

"I realised that after three months, I do not really know you very well. You seemed to be secretive and perhaps hiding something from me," Those comments just shot out of my mouth.

Rick froze my steps as he looked at me.

“Maybe, in due time, I can tell you more bit by bit, but I was hoping that we can progress between us,” his nonchalant tone and what he told me, was not something that I wish to hear.

"We would see how it goes." I did not dare to look at him in the eye as I did not want to see his reaction. I was not actually scared but I did not want to give the impression that I want to hurt him deliberately.

"Its just that since we seemed to be compatible and have feelings for each other, maybe I would not raise this up again," Rick's tone did not seem angry, but there were traces of disappointment in between his words.

As we sat down at the benches, the cool breeze caressed my face which seemed to be seducing me to sleep. As I lean again his shoulder, the only sound that I could hear was the slight purr that came from the waves hitting the coastline. Suddenly, I thought of something that I had almost forgotten. When I suddenly sat up, Rick seemed to be startled.

"What happened, babe?" Rick put his arms around my shoulder.

"Close your eyes first, Rick, don't worry I wouldn't not eat you up," I was trying to come up with a joke to lighten the atmosphere.

As Rick closed his eyes obediently, I opened up my purse and took out two rings and since they were small, I figured out that they could only be worn on his last finger. As I put one into his last finger and another, Rick fidgeted but his eyes still remained close.

"Why do you give me those?" Rick figured out that it was a ring.

"I bought them from overseas. I figured out that you would like them. You told me that you would like to buy another ring, but I wanted to give you these two rings that I have kept for quite a few years. They are for you. You can open your eyes to see," I was satisfied when I looked at his left hand.

"Although the design is very simple, they complement with my other ring on my middle finger," Rick felt elated as he admired the present that I gave to him.

Rick gave me a hug and as we looked at each other. Our eyes met each other. I was breathing hard with anticipation, hoping that Rick could make the first move to kiss me. I closed my eyes slowly as I felt his warm mouth touching mine. Our lips sliding against each other as our tongued touched. As I felt the deep passion from him, I could not help but reciprocate as our mouths interlocked and became more aggressive with every second. I felt more emotionally attached to him.

As he finally let go, I did not want to let that moment go, I looked at his eyes intensely as I put my hand around the back of his neck as my fingers run round his neck to the front as my hands went to his shoulders. This new-found passion seemed to be built into a ball where hollowness and emptiness only filled that ball. On the surface, I could feel the connection between us, but yet deep inside, my search for something which I cannot fathom seemed to be void.

For 3 months, we could talk a lot in general but yet I did not know much about him. In fact when I asked his good friend about him, his good friend was quite clueless too about some aspects of his life too. It was this gap that I had that made me hesitate to be with him, but I did not want to tell him. Maybe he might tell me eventually when he really opened up to me in time to come.

It was another boring day in the office. Ever since I shifted my office, I did not enjoy my new surroundings. It was a bore to face two of my colleagues whom I disliked the most where I had to sit in between them. It was about three in the afternoon when an unexpected call came. It was Andy! I was so delighted that he called.

"Hey Andy, how are you?" I returned the call eagerly.

"Hey sweetie, its been a long time since we have talked. I am back to Singapore for good," Andy's voice was cheerful as he reciprocated back my tone.

"Can we meet up this evening after my work?" I hoped for a positive answer.

"Sure babe, I was hoping that we can even meet up this very minute, but I guess its alright that I have to wait a couple of hours," Andy's reply really made my day.

"Hey Andy," I was greeted with a hug outside my office building. A bouquet of roses came out from nowhere.

"Andy, you are always the same. Old habits never die," I took the roses as I smelled the scent which refreshed me straight away.

As we went nearby to have our dinner, I could not help but smile at him all the time. I did not know why, Andy was someone that I knew for very long. We were together for a short while before I know Marcus, my ex-husband as he had to go to the States to work for about nearly eight years. Now he had come back to Singapore for good.

“Do you know that I really miss you when I was the States? I did not even know you were married. You did not even tell me,” Andy grabbed my hand across the table as he put down the glass of red wine on the table.

“Andy, I did not mean to hide you, but you were away. I did not think of telling you about my marriage, but at least now that you are here, I am really glad that you did not change much,” my feelings for him seemed to be reignited by Andy.

“Want to come up to my place?” Andy grabbed my hand firmly with his question short and sweet and he smiled as he acknowledged my nod.

“Wow, your place is really fabulous,” I looked around the living room.

“I designed this whole place, myself,” his words rushed in, trying to interrupt my sentence as his hands brushed the leather sofa seat.

As I glanced at the paintings, I felt his warm body pressing lightly against me.

“These paintings are replicas with limited pieces from the famous painter, Picasso, I managed to get them in France, on the way back to Singapore,” his hands went round my waist subtly.

“You have never changed much in many aspects,” Andy’s hands gently grabbed my waist as he whispered into my right ear, blowing it gently.

I felt seduced by his statement and his touches. As I was slowly led into the bedroom, I was surprised by the shape of the bed.

“It’s a heart shape,” I exclaimed as my hands raised a little touching my cheeks.

“I always sleep on this side of the bed. This heart-shaped bed needs two people, would you be the other person?” his hands went round my waist.

My thoughts meandered around my mind. Even though I did not see Andy for eight years, the moment when I saw him in just less than 8 hours ago, I felt that my last kiss with him in the airport before he went to the States was just yesterday.

“Come sit down,” as he tugged my hand…

What would happen next? Look out for part 2!

Alone…maybe not (conclusion part 2)

Hi readers,

I know its been a long time but I was busy recently. I went to Bangkok last month and then when I was back in town, I was very busy at work. In between breaks, I took the opportunity to write the story and finally it is here! I would take a break from writing stories for a while, unless I can find that inspiration to write another, but meanwhile, please do enjoy.

The story finally concludes...

“Do what a man needs to do,” I ordered him as I closed my eyes.

“Strip the last piece of cloth off me, my dear,” my whispers are barely audible as I wanted to go bare in front of him.

“…and make me pregnant. Do it,” I opened my eyes a little and moaned in pleasure as I felt his penetration even deeper inside me, possibly the deepest he could go.

As my bikini top dropped into the pool, we could not help but make very raw sounds. As a woman, I felt so fulfilled that a man I truly loved could satisfy my moderately high sex drive. The surroundings were very ideal as it seemed like we are having sex outdoors but yet we have our own privacy.

As his big hands cupped my breasts, I pushed my lower part of my body towards him, wanting everything of what he could give in me.

“I want to enjoy it longer with you,” his words were in between moans and the soft splashes of water from the pool.

“Don’t control, I want it now,” my whispers were hoarse and raw as I turned around and held his body, wanting it my way this time.

As my eyes stared at him, I held his body as I felt his full penetration in me again. I knew his soft spots and I wanted to seduce him into slowly giving in to my demands. As a woman, I felt so pampered and well-taken care of.

“Yes.. make me pregnant, I can feel you faster and deeper in me,” I whispered into his ear as my hands were cupping his buttocks.

His moans became to be gradually louder as I felt his peak coming. As I could feel his thrust much deeper in me, I could not help but have an orgasm too. My shouts were loud and raw from the pleasure I was having for the past one hour.

As we panted, we were still holding each other. As we kissed, we were still caressing each other.

“I love you,” his whispers in my ear were greeted by a slow lick on my ear lopes

“I love you too,” I could not help but giggle as it was ticklish.

“How I wish we can just be in here forever,” his whispers in my ear were so sweet and soft that I could have just melted in his arms.

Time passed very fast as it was almost half past eleven. As I heard the sound of the front main gate creaking, we instinctively gathered all of our swimwear that we could find and any “discriminating” evidence. As he held my hand tightly, we ran up the stairs as fast as possible and rushed into the room. It was just in time as when we ran up the stairs, the sound of the car slowly driven into the porch could be heard distinctively. The thick curtains hid their view on us and when the front door was opened, we were just in time to close the door behind his bedroom.

As we quickly dressed up, we giggled at each other as we fumbled over our clothes. It was a funny sight as we could not help but laugh as he almost mistook my underwear for his. It seemed quite a while as we did not hear the imminent knock on the door.

As I sat on the bed and he went over to the chair, the knock came. We were relieved that it was much delayed if not, we did not know how to explain ourselves.

“Hi, how are things going between the both of you?” Kenneth’s mother seemed extremely cheerful and surprised at the same time.

“Great, can I have a request? Can she stay over for the night?” Kenneth’s voice was nervous as he was hoping for a positive reply.

“Sure, I am fine with that, I am very sure that old man would be alright with that too. I have a few night gowns that might suit her. Get her something comfortable to sleep with. You cannot expect her to sleep in that,” The tone was relaxed and sincere.

I was delighted at that thought, but I realised that I have to send a message to my son to tell him that I would not be home at that night.

“Just tell Andy that you would be staying over at your friend’s home,” Kenneth seemed to be reading my thoughts.

As his mother passed me a night gown, it fitted me quite well except that it was a little short but it was alright. As we hugged each other, it seemed like seconds before we went into sleep, exhausted.

“Morning, auntie and uncle,” I greeted them promptly as I sat at the dining table with a sumptuous spread in front of me.

“I hope you had a good night’s sleep,” her sentence was short and simple.

As we ate, we talked as usual like a family. It seemed to be going perfectly fine that I can get along well with Kenneth’s parents.

“Auntie, thank you for your breakfast, but I have to go to work soon. Thank you once again,” I threw out my fullest sincerity to them.

“Kenneth, next time, please do lend to Clara your hair dryer for her to dry her hair after your swim in the pool. Your hair takes a much shorter time to dry than hers and I am curious why your swimming trunks were found in the pool,” Kenneth’s mother seemed to sounds curious but she was not a bit angry at all

At that moment, my whole face was very red in embarrassment. I did not know where to hide my face and I did not know what Kenneth’s initial reaction was.

“Auntie, I got to get going now. Thanks,” I did not even dare to look in her direction and Kenneth was pulling me away.

As we were in the car, I slapped him on his thigh.

“How could you be so careless?” I hissed at him, my embarrassment was not totally concealed yet.

“We were in a hurry, I am sorry, I believe my parents would be alright about it,” Kenneth did not know what else to say.

“How am I going to face your parents again? Arghh,” I did not know whether to feel angry towards him or to myself.

“Don’t worry about it, Clara, my sweetheart,” Kenneth smiled as he drove on.

My mind felt blank and empty. I did not know what to do. It was very obvious to his parents of what we had done in the swimming pool. It was so embarrassing that I would not know how to face them again although they never expressed any negative feelings about it.

As I went into my work, I finally forgot what was going on. I was used to dwelling on other worries during my work for a while and slowly, they would slowly hide into my subconscious mind and only resurfaced when work is done.

As evening approaches, Jocelyn suddenly turned to my direction.

“Lets go to the washroom. Got something to show you,” her words puzzled me as she took her handbag along.

“Hey, I got this perfume for you. I think it suits you. Just test it on your wrist,” Jocelyn passed me the perfume and adjusted her make-up in the mirror at the basin.

I looked at the perfume. It is the same perfume that Kenneth bought for me days ago. I was curious as was it mere coincidence or that Kenneth had spoke to Jocelyn.

“How do you know…” I paused as I did not want to pursue further and was answered with a humming sound from Jocelyn, as if she was in a happy mood.

As I went into the office, the receptionist handed me a rose and she smiled. As I walked through the office, more of my colleagues handed me a rose. I was surprised as I could not help but cry a little. My mind went blank as I did not know what to say. Although deep inside me, I roughly knew what was going on, yet I could not figure out what exactly it was as more roses were pushed to my hands. As I asked one of my colleagues, what was going on, he kept mum and didn’t say a word. He just smiled at me.

As I went to my table, Jocelyn took a rose and handed to me too.

“Clara, please come in to my office, and bring your roses with you too,” the booming voice of my boss seemed to startle me a little.

“Mr. Lim, I do not know why my colleagues started to give me roses, let me explain…” I was a little scared and nervous as I saw my boss’s stern look going towards my direction.

Mr. Lim’s expression turned drastically as he beamed at me.

“Look down at the window and you would know why,” his voice sounded much better to my ears.

As I looked down, I could not believe my eyes. Kenneth was standing in the hot sun as he was looking up.

“Would you marry me?” the words formed by many different flowers were so large that it attracted a lot of bystanders and I could see it clearly from the window.

My phone rang. It was Kenneth.

“Hello, did you see my message?” Kenneth’s voice sounded concerned.

“Yes! You stupid fool. You would get sick standing in the hot sun. How long have you stood there?” my first reaction was my concern for him.

“It would be worth it if you can come down right now,” Kenneth’s voice was a little hoarse.

As I rushed down, a lot of thoughts which meandered around my mind seemed to be thrown out. I just wanted to see him again. As I reached near to the venue where he stood, there was a huge crowd surrounding the letters that he had placed with bouquets of flowers. As I rushed towards him, he was already down on one knee.

“Would you marry me?” his words sounded like loud as I approached him.

I felt very embarrassed and shy as there were so many people looking at us. I was so moved by his proposal that I nodded my head fervently with tears flowing out of my eyes.

As he got up, he slowly put the ring into my finger and then I hugged him tightly and pecked him on my lips. I never once felt so elated in my life.

As he led me to the shade, Andy was standing a corner smiling as he was video recording the whole incident.

“Andy, you knew about it all this while? And you kept quiet about the whole incident,” I was surprised by not only his presence but also what he was doing.

“Uncle Kenneth told me a few days ago and he planned everything. He tell me to help him video record today’s event,” Andy’s innocent voice brought me a smile.

“You cannot call your tutor by the name soon, understand? He is going to be your father soon,” I pat Andy’s head and kissed him on the forehead.

“Uncle Kenneth can take care of mummy and myself and help me in my homework,” Andy jumped up for joy as he went over to hug Kenneth when Kenneth squatted down.

2 years later,

As I walked slowly to the pool, I tried not to overexert myself as I was still pregnant for nearly five months. As I went into the pool to relax, it was finally the weekend and my in-laws were out to Malaysia for the weekend and they brought Andy along.

While waiting for Kenneth to come back from his work, I was sitting at the edge of the pool and closed my eyes.

“Boo!” Kenneth suddenly came from nowhere as his mouth was near to my left ear, startling me and caused water ripples and some splashes of water.

“Hey, you are scaring me and our child, silly,” I slapped him playfully on the arm.

As he stepped into the swimming pool, he looked at my eyes again. His hands were on my big tummy, feeling it. As his hands went up and caressed my breasts lightly, I could not help but make soft moans. As he stood in the pool in front of me, he slowly advanced towards me.

“Stop, do I look still as good as before when we were in the pool like this about two years ago?” I gave him a mixed look of innocence and naughtiness.

“Of course you do, you still look very pretty in my eyes and you look even more stunning when you are pregnant,” his words seemed to be like a flute blowing a nice melody into my ears.

As he started to touch me everywhere, I could not help but give a little pressure on his groin.

“Its been a long time , my dear wife,” Kenneth spoke in between his licks on my ears as I could feel my bikini bottom slowly being removed.

My only reply was just the closing of my eyes and the low humming sounds in between my breaths……

The end

Hope you all enjoy!

Alone…maybe not (conclusion) part 1

HI readers,
Its been quite some time since I put up my last post. Been very busy with work, and trying my best to put my story together. Every story has to come to an end, for this story there is no exception. So without further delay, the first part of conclusion is to be rolled out.

As he lied on the bed, he smiled and did not utter a word as if agreeing to what I had said. As I rested myself on top of him, the warmth of his body made me feel sleepy. As we lay our exhausted bodies to rest, we gradually fell asleep, not saying another word…..

As I woke up, I could feel his heartbeat with my right hand on his chest. The rhythm seemed to make me feel nostalgic. It was quite some time ago when I felt the rhythm of his heartbeat with him beside me. As if still in the realm of sub consciousness, my hands started to caress his body as I playfully put my hands at his pubic area. I could feel it growing in my hands as he stirred a little.

“Good morning my dear,” I looked at him in the eyes as I spoke softly.

“Good morning, darling,” his murmurs were hardly audible.

He was still stupefied as I smiled at him while trying to seduce him. It was so fun doing that when he was still in that dreamy state. As he slowly woke up, I could feel that other parts of his body seemed to have woken up too in tandem. He did not hesitate but to put my hands all over my bare body as he kissed my lips. As one of my hands was on his face, my other hand went down below. I wanted to make it easier for him later on.

Soon, our hands were touching every inch of each other’s body. Every touch and caress seemed to alternate between lust and love. It was such a deep understanding of each other that even we cannot fathom. We knew exactly what to do next.

As his fingers penetrated in me, I could feel the intensity of the pleasure he was giving to me. I could not help but moan a little. My moans grew louder and huskier as I could feel the intensity grew. I mustered my strength as I pulled him on top of me and held his waist. I pushed him inside me. I didn’t want just his fingers in me, I wanted him to give me good sex. As he stretched my legs apart and upwards to where his shoulders were, it was just simply raw passion connecting both of us so deeply.

As I tossed my head from left to right, my hands were pinned down by his hands and I could feel the inner strength from his hands increased as I could feel his climax and within the next few seconds, it was my turn. As our energy levels went down a few notches or so, my legs dropped to the bed with a soft thud as our kisses deep in each other’s mouths came.

“Lets head to the bathroom and have a quick shower, I have to go to work,” I looked at the corner of my eyes to see that the sunshine slowly seeped in through the bedroom window.

As we entered into the bathroom, I stood behind him as I took a lot of shower cream and rubbed his back, with my hands slithering down to his buttocks and his legs. He quavered a bit when my hands were at his bottom. As my hands went up to his front part of his body, I could not help but touch his pubic area. My hands paid attention to as I giggled cheekily to myself and bit my lip to prevent him from hearing it. As his body was full of shower cream, he turned around and then did the same to me. As he applied the shower cream onto me, I shivered for a while when his fingers were at my private areas, he seemed to want to put his fingers in but he did not, as his hands went up to my breasts and slowly massaged them with the shower cream. I could not help but moan a little and I grabbed his face and I just put my mouth deep into his.

“I am really happy to be together with you, please don’t ever leave me ok?” my words came out the moment our mouths broke away.

As he pushed me gently to the wall, and tried to kiss me again, I knew what he wanted.

“I just said I have a quick shower, and nothing else,” my words were put across cheekily with a wide smile on my face.

As we finished showering, I felt very refreshed as I got ready to go to work.

“You seemed to be in a good mood. Your boyfriend fetched you to work?” Jocelyn seemed to brighten up upon seeing me being in a good mood.

I nodded my head as I was flushed red in the face. Her voice was pretty loud in the question and I believed that the rest of the people within sight could hear her.

“Hey, your boyfriend wake up so early to fetch you go to work, or he spent the night with you and then fetch you to work?” Jocelyn’s whisper was replied with a playful slap by me on her wrist.

As the days go by, we met everyday and I really enjoyed every outing that we had together. Sometimes, even though it could be going to the same old places, it seemed like a different experience. It was discovery of something new about each other every time we met, but we faced one major obstacle. As we talked about plans of the future of our relationship, we were concerned about whether Kenneth’s parents could accept me as their daughter-in-law considering the fact that I was a single mother.

“Kenneth, where are we going tonight?” I asked after I planted a kiss on his lips after going into his car.

“We are going to my home,” his reply came as a surprise to me.

“I want you to meet my parents, I think it’s the right time,” he continued without looking at my reaction.

Butterflies started churning in my stomach as I felt unprepared. I felt that I needed to prepare a script so that I would say the appropriate things at the right times and to give a good impression on his parents.
As my mind wandered off trying to think about how to make sure that things would not go wrong, I had already reached his home. Although he had come to my home countless times, I had yet to go to his home.

As he parked his car in the porch, his semi-detached house was at the corner of the entire estate. As I entered into his patio, Kenneth pushed open the sliding door to let me in first. I was greeted by the living room filled with very lively furniture. The tan leather couches seemed to be surrounding that of the sixty inch plasma television. The carpets blended in well with the marble flooring and there was a large display case with pictures, trophies and such. The sunlight which shone in seemed like a big spotlight on a specific area on the floor.

“Hello, you must be Clara. Nice to meet you,” Kenneth’s mother came out from nowhere while I was admiring the house.

“Sorry, auntie. I did not see you just now,” I nervously shook her outstretched hand.

“My husband would be coming down soon, please take a seat. Make yourself at home,” Kenneth’s mother pointed her hand to the couch.

“Kenneth, go upstairs and see what that old man is doing. He must be taking his own sweet time again,” Kenneth’s mother seemed to be barking orders at him but her tone was half-serious half-joking.

As Kenneth went upstairs, my nervousness seemed to have dropped a notch or two. The pressure of talking to my possible future mother-in-law eased as we could manage to find common topics to talk about. I felt that she was not a typical traditional woman at her age and that I felt at certain moments that I was talking to a friend.

“Dinner can be served,” the maid sounded out.

“Let’s go over to the dining table, the two men would be down in a minute,” Kenneth’s mother spoke as she punctuated her sentence with her palm on my hand.

As Kenneth and his father came down to the table, I was greeted warmly by his father. His father was a chirpy man and every sentence out of a few of them contributed laughter to the table. As I helped myself to the wide spread of food, it had been a long time since I had sat down on the dining table to have a proper meal with a family. As I put my hand below the table, Kenneth discreetly put his hand on top of mine.

After an hour when we had finished our dinner, we still continued to sit at the table and our conversations could vary from topics to topics. As his mother spoke, my mind wandered about, hoping that it would be great that I would be able to settle down in this family and be able to have family gatherings almost everyday, but I thought to myself that Andy would be an issue. Would his family accept?

“Clara, how many brothers and sisters do you have in your family?” his father’s question seemed to be harmless but I was stunted for a while, not knowing what to say.

“I have two brothers,” my voice seemed to become softer as I spoke.

“I am teaching her son too, that’s how I know her,” Kenneth’s words came out almost like a bullet train from his mouth which caught me by surprise including his parents.

“What do you mean?” his mother seemed not to catch what he was saying.

“She has a son with her ex-boyfriend. Her son is now fifteen years old,” Kenneth’s words were slower as I felt that he did not know what would be the consequences of him blurting that out to his parents.

I nudged him as I tried to withhold my tears. I felt very pessimistic that his parents were not going to accept me in any way.

Kenneth’s father stared at me seemingly in disbelief. I dared not look at him in the eye as I could not take it anymore. The worst scenarios came flooding into my mind and that led to the opening of the gates which held my tears for the past one minute.

“Sorry, I need to go to the washroom,” I turned my head away trying to avoid eye contact.

“Wait, I know that you are upset that Kenneth brought it up because you are afraid that we would know about it right?” the voice of his father’s became louder as he spoke.

“I grew up without my father too. My mother back then, was a disgrace to the family and also was ashamed to face her neighbours too. My mother was a very strong woman and brought me up to where I am right now. I really admired my mother a lot and I was hoping that she could remarry and I could have a stepfather whom can love my mother and I but she did not want to. During my era, our society was more conservative and very few men would want to marry such a woman. You are only in your early thirties and your son is already fifteen years old. Life must be hard on you. My wife and I are open-minded for our generation and we want the best for Kenneth too as well,” his father’s word became softer and some how it brought my tears to a stop as I heaved a sign of relief.

His mother came over and put her arms around me as my tears trickled down my cheeks. I smiled with happiness. I felt that the whole world was evolving around me.

“My dear child, everything would be alright. My husband and I accept the way you are. It was a good thing that Kenneth spoke and not to hide anything from us. Do not live in the past and just look into the future. I believe you are a very responsible woman and a strong one too and that I am very fortunate that Kenneth has found that in you that made you all fall in love with each other,” her words made me embarrassed as I looked at Kenneth and turned my head away giving an awkward smile.
As I headed up to his room, his room was big and spacious. As his furniture sparsely filled his room, I went through his wardrobe when he was showering and looked at the various trophies and displays that he had at the corner of the room. My hands caressed the many books on his bookshelf and I sat on his bed.

As I turned my head towards the window, an arm suddenly pushed me down to the bed.

“Kenneth, stop playing,” I shouted at him as I was caught by surprise.

I was greeted with a kiss and as our lips were locked into each other, his hands started to caress my body. As he started to pull up my blouse a little, a knock on the door followed by a voice came.

“Kenneth, can you come down for a while together with Clara?,” the voice belonged to his mother.

Kenneth immediate sprang up as I quickly adjusted my blouse. I grabbed my bag and went down to the living room with Kenneth.

“Both of us really enjoyed your company, Clara. It was really nice to meet you. We need to go over to my mother’s home for a while. She needs some company and a little help in her home,” his mother’s voice came with a slight smile directing at Kenneth.

“Mani, we are ready to go, please take all the things which are prepared on the table and put them in the car,” she shouted into the kitchen which was replied by a muffled voice.

As I looked into the kitchen and into the backyard, I did not realise that there was a small pool in there too.

As they left, it was already eight plus in the night. Kenneth grabbed my hand and went upstairs. We had the whole house to ourselves. As we reached into the room, Kenneth went to the wardrobe instead.

“I got you a bikini too. At that point of the time when I bought your lingerie and it fitted nicely, I subsequently bought a set of bikini for you,” his words brought a short burst of laughter as he held them up.

“You have got all these planned up, don’t you?” I shook my head as I could not believe what he had bought for me as well.

“My parents go over to my maternal grandmother’s home at night. They would normally be back slightly before midnight,” he spoke as he took out his swimming trunks too.

As we got changed, he took my hand and brought me to the pool.

“It must be very expensive to have this pool inside your backyard,” I looked in awe at the size of the swimming pool. It was oval-shaped but it was quite deep.

The fence surrounding the pool had plants and trees strategically placed to cover the entire fence. It was a pity that there was a shelter on top of us as we stepped into the pool. The pool was about 1.2 metres deep. The moment that we stepped into the pool, we hugged each other as we kissed. Our near bare bodies rubbed against each other. As we caused the occasional rippling of the water in the pool, we started to caress each other. His touches on my bare skin sent a tingling sensation to my nerves. As he sat at the edge of the pool, my hand went down to his groin. My palm cupped them as it grew larger. With a strong pull of my hand on his trunks, I started to stroke his bare shaft which brought soft moans as his hands began to massage my breasts.

“Let me go underwater for a while,” I gave a naughty smile as I put his hands off me.

As he sat at the mini step just submerged into the pool, I put his shaft into my mouth and I started sucking on it. As my nose was barely above water, I stopped for a while as the small splashes of water started to irritate my nose. Without knowing, his trunks were already on the floor of the pool as he was completely naked in the pool.

Without hesitation, his lust for me dominated over his other senses as he became aggressive and removed my bikini bottom. As he turned me around, I could not help but bend over and put my hands on the side of the pool to support myself. As his penetration went deep into me, I could not help but give a slight groan. As his penetration went deeper, his hands cupped my breasts with my bikini top still on.

My mind seemed to wonder into the deep realms of fantasy. I felt as if I was already married to him and that I have given my all to this man. He met almost every of my needs and wants

“Do what a man needs to do,” I ordered him as I closed my eyes.

The end.

oops. What does she exactly mean? catch it in the next part!

Alone….Maybe not. (part 7)

HI everybody,

Sorry for the delay. I was busy with work so I was not able to write part 7 so fast. Well, its time to roll it out then!

The story reaches to another level...

“I have something to tell you, but I do not know if it’s the right time,” I smiled at him as I outlined his cheeks with my fingers.

It seemed to be on purpose to what he had mentioned something similar quite some time ago.

“I would like to say yes to what you had told me the last time popped the question towards me,” my words were trying to hint indirectly to Kenneth that we can start a relationship.

Kenneth did not say a word as he hugged me tightly.

“Hello, Darling,” Kenneth’s short sentence seemed to cause a stir in my emotions.

“Hello my dear,” my reply was brief too as my mind was blank, not knowing what else to say.

We seemed to be like two people lost in the sea of emotions not knowing what to do as a couple. As our heads neared each other, I did not know why I started to pant. It was as if I was about to engage my first kiss with him. The anticipation of what was going to happen next seemed to give me a tingling nervous feeling down my spine. As our moist lips had the slightest touch on each other, our kiss became instantly passionate and deep. We did not care if there were other passers-by who would be looking into the vehicle but we just felt we were in our own world; a world with just the two of us.

As our lips finally parted, I panted a little. I did not know why but the feeling of being close to him is different from last time. I felt that I have a sense of belonging in his heart. I felt that at least a portion of the puzzle had been solved in my mind. It was definitely beyond words that I could describe how I felt at that point of time.

“I do not know Andy would react to it if he finds out about this,” my words seemed to have come from the first logical thought that came in my mind in the evening.

“I believe Andy would understand and he would support us,” Kenneth seemed to be optimistic.

“What about your parents? Do you think they would accept me?” I seemed to be thinking too far ahead for we had only just started the relationship.

“Let’s take it one step at a time. I believe that my parents would be fine with our relationship and give us their blessings too,” Kenneth’s optimism seemed to drop a notch or two but he hid it very well.

“I would need to go upstairs now, I would meet you soon,” I looked at the watch and realised it was late.

As I went into my room, I heard a knock on the door.

“Yes , my dear son. You want to talk to me? Have you finished your homework,” I patted his head as he approached me.

“Mr. Kenneth is a very nice person. Since he is single, you can consider him to be your boyfriend? Then I can see him everyday when he comes over and I can talk to him. He teaches me very well and I enjoy talking to him!” Andy’s words with a dash of innocence seemed to have strung in me that I had not told him the extent of the relationship that Kenneth and I were having.

“Andy, be a good boy ok? Listen to mummy’s words. Go back to your room and sleep. It’s late. Tomorrow you still have to go to school in the morning. Don’t expect me to wake you up in the morning again,” I smiled sweetly not only to him but to myself as I tried to avoid his question.

As I put the pillow upright against the headboard of my bed, I started to think to myself about how events unfolded at such a fast pace in recent months. As my phone short message service alert came, I looked at the phone. It was from Kenneth.

“I would need to go to Taiwan for a week with my parents. My grandparents are residing there and I would need to leave tomorrow to see them with my parents. It’s pretty urgent. I miss you, Darling. I would come back as soon as I can to meet you,” the long message read.

“Have a safe trip ahead. I miss you too, my dear,” I typed and sent the message.

It’s only a week, I thought. It would pass very fast and I would get to see him again. With my thoughts wandering about other miscellaneous matters, I subconsciously fell asleep.

As the days past, it felt increasingly difficult as I did not know why I needed his presence badly. The short messages that were exchanged came every few hours. There were at times when I was distracted at work that Jocelyn who was sitting beside me had to “wake” me up so that I could get my thoughts back on track to work.

It had been a week. I did not receive any messages from Kenneth for the past two days even though I had sent him multiple short messages. I was worried that something could have happened and I prayed hard that everything was fine. It was at that moment that I realised how important Kenneth was in my life.

It was a Tuesday night. It was a rare moment when I had dinner and a few drinks with my ex-classmates. On that night, I had forgotten totally about Kenneth. As I walked towards my apartment, I was a little drunk and I attempted to open the padlock to the door as I stabbed about almost every key into the keyhole not bothering about which key it was. As my frustrations of trying not to unlock the door ease when the right key was finally inside it, a pair of arms suddenly was put around my waist. I was shocked at first but when I turned around, I was very elated to see Kenneth.

“I miss you so much Darling,” Kenneth’s voice was hardly audible as if afraid that anybody else would hear when I turned around.

“I have a small gift from you from Taiwan,” Kenneth passed to me a small bag which was very light.

Without much further delay, I opened the bag and took out the bra. It was a black lace demi cup bra. I looked at it in amusement as it was the first time a male bought for me a piece of lingerie.

“I saw some models in Taiwan wearing it. It’s a promotion I think at the shopping mall and I kind of thought that you would look good in it and had a bit of help for your size. I hope I was correct,” he stammered a little as he paused to consolidate his thoughts and his words made me feel a bit embarrassed.

With my cheeks still red with embarrassment, I laughed at him in a harmless innocent manner.

“You are so adorable right now,” his statement was punctuated with a kiss on my lips.

“Let me go inside the home first to see if Andy is asleep,” I looked at the watch and it was already nearly midnight. I just wanted to confirm that he was asleep.

His bedroom door was locked and I knocked a few times. There was no answer.

“Come in,” I whispered to him as I went back to the main door.

“Why don’t you try it on and see if my present fits you?” his question shot out upon closing the bedroom door behind him.

“Why don’t you help me to see if it fits me,” my cheeky reply was greeted with a small chuckle on his end.

As I took deep breaths in anticipation of what would happen next, I started to quiver a little as he started to unbutton my blouse. As he took it off, I turned around and my back was facing him.

“Unbuckle it,” my whisper was barely audible and I could feel his fingers slowly unhooking my bra.

As I wore my new bra and adjusted it, it fit snug around my curves perfectly.

“Thank you for your present,” I admired myself at the mirror on my right hand side.

“You really have a nice cleavage and your curves are enhanced by the design of the bra,” his comments seemed serious as he looked at my chest which made me laugh.

“You sound like a professional when you say that,” my sentence was disrupted by short burst of laughter.

As I turned around to face him, his serious look made me stop laughing. As his kisses were gentle on my forehead to my cheeks, they became to become more intense and passionate when they reached to my neck. I held his shirt by the side of his arms as his kisses on my cleavage were sensual and seemed to send electric pulses to my spine as I shivered a little, having a sense of nervousness and the release of tension seemed to be slowly oozing out of my body.

As they became more intense and I could feel that his lust for me was projected out through his kisses, I became a bit more aggressive as I unbuttoned his shirt. I could feel my female hormones starting to rage a little. As I almost literally pulled off his shirt, my hands trembled a little as I held on to his jeans and his bare torso was on mine. The only piece of cloth which separated our skin to skin contact in certain areas was his present.

“I miss you so much,” his voice was quavering as he was breathing heavily, his hands unzipping my skirt.

As our mouths were engaged to each other, our hands were caressing each other. As our lips parted, our hands were on each other’s clothing, desperately trying to remove it. As we struggled a little, my skirt, his jeans and our underwear except for my bra were thrown all over the floor randomly. As we hugged each other, our kisses were deep as our tongues were deep into each other’s mouth. I was very aroused as his fingers were rubbing near my private area and I in turn did the same to him.

As he pushed me down gently on the bed, he lay on top of me and his domination on me turned a few notches up to my arousal. As his hands pinned my hands down on the bed, my legs were spread out automatically in front of him and I could feel the penetration from him in me. I really missed having sex with him. It was not only a concoction of love and lust but also an alternation between passion and mutual understanding.

He was very vigorous and aggressive and I felt very sexy with just my bra on and one of the straps slipped off my shoulder during our love making session. His hands paid full attention to my breasts as my head turned to one side and my eyes closed, my soft moans of pleasure came out naturally.

I could see that his aggression increasing slowly as my moans became louder. My milk jugs bounced a little in rhythm while we were making love. His stares at them were obvious as he was enjoying what he was looking at making me feel good that I was very attractive in his eyes.

As my legs were wide apart, I slowly place them closer together. His legs slowly shifted outwards and soon my legs were as close together as possible. I could feel through my body that he was enjoying it more. I knew that by doing that, I could raise the level of pleasure for him to another level.

As his eyes shifted to mine, his intense look at my eyes were a familiar one. Without taking off any eye contact, I slowly took off the bra and put it beside me on the bed.

“Go all the way for me,” I tried to utter my words out in between my pants as I held his body close to mine.

His body language seemed to hesitate but I held his bottom firmly, pressing him deeper into me. That night I knew I was in the fertile period, I did not know why but I loved him so much that I just wanted him to give me his all, not caring about the consequences.

As I felt his climax, I grabbed his bottom tightly not wanting him to even withdraw a little and I could not help but reach to my peak too. As we held tightly to each other for a few minutes, the silence was a deafening one as no words could describe how we felt for each other.

“It feels so special for it’s the first time we made love as a couple. I do not know why but it feels different this time,” I initiated in breaking the silence.

As he lied on the bed, he smiled and did not utter a word as if agreeing to what I had said. As I rested myself on top of him, the warmth of his body made me feel sleepy. As we lay our exhausted bodies to rest, we gradually fell asleep, not saying another word…..

-the end-

I hope you all enjoy reading, Would part 8 be the concluding part? Watch out for part 8 soon!