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!

Alone….Maybe not. (part 6)

Hi sorry for the long delay. Work is really "killing" me these few days....and I really had no time to write, but here it is now finally part 6.. I wrote half of it in a mode which was purely subconscious. I I reached to a spot where at one point I was very into the shoes of the protagonist. I felt so wonderful to be able to fit into her shoes.......

The wait stops here...

“I have something to ask you, but I know it is not the right time,” Kenneth seemed to stutter a bit when he spoke that.

“I would want to be your boyfriend. I want to take care of you and care for you and your son too,” Kenneth seemed to shoot out the words at one go and I could not catch it at once until when I recalled the words that he said in my head.

“I would give you some time to consider what I have just mentioned to you,” Kenneth spoke in a slower manner, without giving me any time to react to it.

“I do not know what to say seriously, but right now, I just want to be alone,” my mind seemed to wandering elsewhere with the subconscious spurting out of words without me knowing it.

As I put down the phone without saying a good bye, I seemed to be in a loss of what to do. As I looked at the photos with my mother and me, I lied down on the bed and I closed my eyes. I was immersed into the deep ocean of thought or perhaps into a realm of dreams…..

“Clara, Why are you so late? Are you hanging out with him again?” my mother was at the door as she looked at the watch anxiously.

I did not expect her to be waiting at the door. I thought my whole family was fast asleep and I could try my luck sneaking into my room and perhaps call Steve but I knew that it would not be possible for tonight.

Knowing the soft nature of my mother, I knew that I would get away with it if my father was not at home. Sometimes he would come home later than I do. I prayed hard that he was not sitting at the sofa when I came in.

“Clara! Why do you come home so late again? Giving your body cheaply to another man again? ” my father’s yelling with a generous amount of spitefulness in his voice.

“He is not just another man, he is my….” I retorted back in sheer defiance which was interrupted by a tight slap by him which I strangely did not feel any pain at all.

“Clara, you better listen up. Since you like to be with him, stay with him then. We do not welcome whores or sluts in this home,” my father roared with ferocious malice, his thin wizened face seemed to distort with every word that came out of his mouth.

Things seemed to fast forward very fast and all of a sudden, I was with Steve in his bedroom.

“Clara, I want it,” Steve plunged his lips into mine as he started to pull off my pants and lifted up my tee shirt. His voice was barely audible.

“No, I am not ready for it,” I tried to communicate my words out but in the end no words seemed to be coming out of my mouth.

“Clara, you are so attractive and pretty. Don’t you love me? If you love me, we should make love. I really love you a lot,” I could not hear what he said but I could lip read from his mouth very clearly as he remove my tee shirt and stripped my bra and panties off my body.

It was blurry as I could feel myself naked in front of him as Steve removed his clothes at a faster pace upon seeing my naked form. As he pushed me to his bed, I could feel him on top of me. As I was young and innocent, his sweet words made me give my virginity to him. It was not enjoyable at first but when I felt more comfortable, I could feel the pleasure that he had given to me. Although it was so surreal, it was a wonderful experience that I had with him.

It was strange when I slept soundly beside him and the next moment, I was going towards my door. It seemed like it was morning as there were people around me walking around as if preparing to go to school or work. I realised that I was hardly wearing anything and I covered myself as much as possible with my hands, but yet the people around me don’t seem to notice me or even look at me. I seemed to be self-conscious of myself as I quickly ran home.

“Clara, you are not allowed in this home anymore. These are two suitcases for you to bring to your new home,” the notice on the door read.

Thinking that I would need to get my clothes from the suitcase to cover myself, I was shocked when I saw one of the suitcases full of photos of Steve and I in bed. I closed the suitcase abruptly and opened the other one.

“ARGHHHHHHH!” I stumbled backwards as I fell on the ground. It was Steve cut into pieces with a motorcycle helmet still on his head.

As I woke up, I straight away looked around to see where I was. I was still in the bedroom, the photos were still on my lap. It was a nightmare as I heaved a sign of relief. As I looked at my mobile phone, there were no calls or short messages and it was already nearly three in the morning. As I cleared off a few beads of perspiration, I went back to sleep again.

As the days went by, Kenneth’s incessant short messages were ignored. I just wanted to avoid him. I did not know why but I hoped he understood my stand. I told Andy to handle all arrangements of tuition lessons and all other matters with Kenneth so as to avoid him.

It was the weekend once again. I walked along the uneven pavement towards the temple slowly in the late afternoon. My aunt told me the location of my mother’s ashes. I looked down at the random puddles of water filling the small gaps and holes in the pavement. My umbrella was sufficient to only shelter one person as the pelting of huge raindrops on the ground seemed to be like an onslaught of small hailstones hammering onto the helpless ground which was under the mercy of the natural elements of the weather. The raindrops on the umbrella seemed to be making a rhythmic noise in the background. My pace turned from a slow one to an eventual stop.

As I looked up at the temple, the size of it seemed to want to devour me anytime. As I put my hands together and did a smaller prayer in front of the Buddha statue, I stepped into the premises. As I walked past columns and columns of urns, my eyes scanned for my mother’s photo. My reaction was slow when I took a glimpse at each photo, making sure that I did not leave her out. Finally I found my mother’s photo and I peered closer to double confirm. As I stood there, I could not help but shed a tear. Looking around me, there was nobody around at sight.

“Mama, bless Andy and I and hope that you can bring me guidance to my life. I am really confused now,” I stood there with my eyes half-closed as my voice was hardly audible.

“Hi Clara, I really missed you. Why did you avoid me?” a familiar voice rang from the left hand side of my ear.

“Kenneth?” I was surprised that he was just a few metres away from me.

“How did you find out where I was?” my inquisition somewhat turned a little hostile as I did not expect him to see him here but I did not want to turn him away immediately.

“I followed you, and I also wanted to pay my respects to auntie,” he bowed his head slightly in the direction of my mother’s photo.

He did not ask about why I ignored him, he just stood silent in front of my mother’s photo, seeming to offer a prayer in his mind as his eyes were close.

As we walked out, I felt awkward as I did not know what to say to him or to portray what kind of feelings towards him. I did not know whether to be elated, sad or angry when I saw him.

“Why did you ignore me?” his question popped out as we stepped out of the temple premises.

“I just wanted to be alone. I just…” my words came out two to three words at a time as confusion set in.

“You know how worried I was. Why must you avoid me? I don’t want you to be alone like this. I want to be with you. I want to take care of you,” Kenneth’s emphasis on his feelings towards me was not surprising.

“I just want to be alone for a while. My mother had passed away and the next moment, you come and ask me to be your girlfriend. What is wrong with you?” I had the urge to give him a slap on the face without any reason.

A smack came across his face as I subconsciously gave him a slap. I looked at my hand in disbelief of what I had done and I looked at his expressionless face.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean it. I am just under a lot of pressure,” I looked at him with concern as I touched his face.

At that moment, his arms wrapped around my waist as his arms seemed to wave an invisible force that made me almost fall into his embrace. As I cried, I put my hands around his waist tightly. I did not know why but I would not want to let go. It was so comforting to be hugged by him.

“Its ok, Clara,” he patted me as I felt so helpless in his embrace.

“Let me send you home,” he held my hand and led me to his car.

It was a strange feeling when I sat in his car. The feeling of me being inside it was different from the very first time when I sat in his vehicle. A feeling which I cannot describe, a moment which I cannot fathom.

As he stopped in the car park just below my home, the sky was very dark. It was unusual as it was only seven in the evening. As the sky turned maroon red, it began to drizzle. As the raindrops made a synchronous sound on the window panes on the car, I felt nice and cosy in my seat.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” I felt startled as I turned to my right to see him staring at me.

“I just miss staring at you. I want to stare into those pairs of eyes. Those pairs of eyes which can talk to me, are so beautiful and alluring. Clara, do you know that I felt very hurt when you ignored me for a few days?” Kenneth’s words seemed to break my emotional resistance bit by bit, the inhibition of me seemed to be peeling with every word that spilled from his mouth.

“Why do you like me so much?” my question seemed to be in denial of the inevitable.

At that moment when I finished my question, he grabbed my shoulders and kissed on my lips. To my surprise, I did not expect that to happen and I quickly pulled away.

“Did I give you the permission to kiss me like this?” my words were alternating between fake defiance and injured innocence.

As my lips came to a close from my question, I grabbed his head and french-kiss him. I did not care how to react, but I knew that it was fate that we had to be together. I wanted to give everything to such a man who cared and showered concern for me even though I acted defiant and nonchalant in front of him.

As he held my waist, the kiss seems to transcend beyond liking of each other. It was so passionate that we knew that we had fallen in love for each other once again in a much deeper and unfathomable fashion. I felt that I could not live without him and I could feel that the feeling was vice versa.

As our lips parted, we panted and our breaths were deep as we inhaled deeply.

“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.

What would she tell her? find out in part 7!!

Alone….Maybe not. (part 5)

Hi everybody. Sorry for the delay. Apart from work committments, I had to pause for a few times when I wrote Part 5. When i wrote part 5, I really felt for the protagonist. I could not help but break down and cry too. Sometimes, when I write and I could not continue, it would just be the best way to relax my stresssed mind and so I could go into a different state to sleep. Thanks for your patience and understanding for the delay of part 5...

The story breaks down....

As I listened to the initial statement, I could not help but became stunted not knowing what to do….

“Your mother has passed away. She had been battling cancer for years. She died in her sleep peacefully late last night. I would send you a short message of the address for you to attend the wake, but I am not sure if my brother would make a scene if he sees you there,” the voice repeated as I did not respond to what the other side of the line said earlier.

“Thanks, auntie Carol,” I did not know how to react as I felt that my tears wanted to fall but yet could not and put down the phone without saying a goodbye.

“What happened?” Kenneth asked with much concern.

“My mother has passed away,” I could not help but torrents of tears came raining down my cheeks.

“I don’t have the courage to see her. I feel I let her down too much,” I tried to mince out the words in between my sobs.

“You would let her down even more if you do not see her for the very last time. I believe she would want you to do that no matter what you had done in the past. Trust me ok?” Kenneth’s words seemed to have cajoled me easily into taking in his advice.

“Listen to what I say. You take a day off alright? I do not think you are in the right frame of mind to go to work, bring Andy along and go to the wake. I could fetch you there and just hang around near there for a while,” Kenneth’s words were comforting as I nodded my head like a small child in front of him.

“Andy, your grandmother has passed away. I know you have not seen her before but I would want you to pay your last respects to your grandmother. Please do behave yourself at the wake, ok?” I was outside the school compound as Kenneth was waiting in the car nearby.

“Mummy, can I not go? I do not know who she is,” Andy did not sound defiant but seemed clueless of whether to follow my instructions.

“You must go Andy. She is after all your grandmother. Be obedient ok?” I cajoled him and he nodded his head slightly with agreement.

“Teacher, how are you? I did not see you for quite long already. How come you knew about what had happened?” Andy seemed to be trying to relate Kenneth with us.

“Well, don’t ask so much. He would be fetching us to the wake. Boy, do not be rude to your elders when you reach there and behave yourself. I remind you again,” I did not know why I was so long-winded but I just wanted to make sure that he understood what I was saying.

“What are you doing? You do not deserve to see her. You are not fit to be our daughter. Go away with your son,” my father’s face twisted in anguish as his eyes fastened on Andy’s face and his expression showed that he was both perturbed and displeased.

“She is after all my mother. Andy is her grandson. I believe we should at least pay our last respects to her,” I put on a brave front with aplomb as I was on the verge of breaking down upon seeing her photo in front.

I was adamant as I knelt down in front of my mother’s photograph.

“Kneel down in front of your grandmother. Do not worry so much about your grandfather. Just do as I said,” I held his hand tightly as I looked up to his confused look.

As I saw my father raised his hand wanting to slap me, I stayed there without moving an inch. I was prepared to be hit or abused but I would not budge.

“Allow her to stay. Please do not create a scene here,” my aunt raised her voice to my father and that was when he put down his hand as if not wanting to offend his eldest sister.

As I went to the coffin to see my mother’s face, she did not change much from the very last time I saw her so many years ago. As the floodgates of memories opened, I could not help but torrents of tears rained down my cheeks. Due to exhaustion and tiredness of the long hours of work that I had for years, I felt my legs trembling. It was unbearable as I tried to support my weak legs with my arms on the edges of coffin. The memories both happy and sad moments with my mother when I was a child and teenager cried out for more embellishments on my mother’s face: A hopeful twitch of any facial muscle on her face which could portray any expression that matched to anywhere close to the past moments that we had, a sign of communication through her eyes to mine which were almost identical not only in terms of the physical attributes in our eyes but also the spirit in those eyes.

“Don’t take it too hard,” I did not know that my aunt was behind me for quite some time as I seemed to be waken up from a stupor by her words.

“Goodbye, mama,” I spoke in my head as I looked at her.

My aunt seemed to want to continue on but she stopped as she looked at the state I was in. I did not care what the other relatives or friends thought of me. As I led Andy out, I just stared blankly at everybody else.

“Jiejie. I miss you very much,” a young man in his twenties suddenly spoke in my direction.

I almost could not recognise him from the sea of faces at the wake. I was very glad that he grew up to become a fine young man. His sharp features resembled his father. His eyes were like his mother. Once a young boy whom I had always taken care of and loved a lot, he was now a sturdy man with a slight muscular frame who was one head taller than I am.

I wanted to acknowledge him but I did not know why I turned my head away from him. Deep in my mind, I hoped he understood why I did such a thing. It was painful enough for me and I did not want to linger on the premises for another second. As I bit my lip, I just walked past him. The many faceless people that I went past made comments and even hurled abuses at me. All of that unwanted noise was filtered out of my mind as the sound travelled to my eardrums.

“Andy, be good and go home and do your homework. I need to talk to your tutor for a while,” I instructed Andy as Kenneth’s car reached to our home.

“Can you accompany me for today? Just drive me out of this neighbourhood,” Kenneth was accommodating as he nodded.

The silence in the car was deafening. My tear-stained face and my frowns seemed to have made Kenneth silent throughout the journey. I did not have any more tears that I could cry out for they had gone into my heart. Overwhelmed by immense grief, the pain in my chest seemed to be unbearable but I seemed to be numb from that pain. I wanted to utter a word but I could not as I felt a constriction in my chest which prevented me from doing so.

“Are you alright?” Kenneth finally broke the silence after he had drove about nearly fifteen minutes.

“Yes and no,” my whisper was hardly audible as I seemed to use a lot of effort to overcome that constriction to say something so contradicting to a simple statement.

As we reached the same park that we went the other day, it was already evening.

“Kenneth, I really thanked you for what you have done for me so far. I do not know how to express how I feel in words to the fullest extent,” I was startled with my own eloquence as I felt the constriction easing away.

“Its amazing how we knew so much about each other in a short span of not even a month when we actually had known each other for more than six months already,” Kenneth spoke as he used his fingers to comb my slightly disheveled hair.

“Things just happened so fast when they all come together. I do not know whether I have the courage and mental strength to face them all,” my fear and uncertainty built up within me was assuaged by his left arm around my shoulder as he tucked my head on top of his shoulder.

As I felt tiredness seeping into my body, I could not help but put my hands around him and took a nap…..

“Wake up, You are back home already,” Kenneth nudged me as I suddenly woke up realizing that I was already near my home.

“Thanks , Kenneth. I feel much better after a nap,” I realised that I had slept for the past four hours and Kenneth was beside me all these while.

As I waved goodbye to him, he smiled a little as I went up to my home, my steps were heavy with each step. I was exhausted from the events that happened in the day but at the back of my mind, the mental suffering of losing my mother was still lingering in me.

As I eyed the drawer, I did not know whether to open it. As I opened the drawer, the photo album seemed to stare at me. As I took the photo album out, the dust which flew up in the air made me cough a little. As I saw the first few photos which were my parents’ wedding photos, they were followed by pictures of my family. As I stared intensely at the pictures of my mother and myself, I did not know how to react. I had no more tears to shed. I just smiled slightly as I touched the photos with my fingers, outlining the face of my mother.

“Sorry, mother for what I did last time when I was not matured. I hope you can bless me and Andy,” I spoke unknowingly aloud.

As I was too engrossed with what I was doing, I did not know that Kenneth had called me. I realised that he had called me a few times but my mobile phone was put on silent mode and I had missed five of his call.

“Thank goodness that you had answered. I was worried when you did not pick up my phone call for a few times,” Kenneth’s anxiety over the phone was very obvious.

“I am alright. I was busy just now and I am trying to sleep now,” I reassured Kenneth calmly.

“I have something to ask you, but I know it is not the right time,” Kenneth seemed to stutter a bit when he spoke that.

-the end-

What is Kenneth going to tell Clara?

Find out in part 6!

Alone….Maybe not. (part 4)

Hi everybody. Without further delay, I deliver to you an "explosive" part 4...

The "explosion begins"....

“Do I look wild in front of you?” my voice was lowered deliberately as I was not afraid to behave like a slut in front of him.

Kenneth could not help but stare at me. There was a pause and I shivered with anticipation to what he would do next. As he closed and locked the bedroom door, his lust and desires for me started pouring out.

“Kenneth, let it all out. Be wild with me,” I held his head as he seemed to have shed all inhibition with his lips on my neck and his hands were caressing all over my body, concentrating on the sensitive areas of it.

Kenneth’s eyes fastened on mine as his facial expression seemed to shower me with both love and concupiscence. With a swift movement of his hands, my mini skirt and my lace panties were pulled down together and they were quickly off my ankles and to the floor. I could not help but grabbed onto his jeans, unbuttoned it and I did the same to him.

“What are you waiting for?” I grabbed onto his shoulder making his shirt crumple a little at the areas I grabbed, my aggression was greeted with a non-verbal reply where I slowly felt him in me.

It was pure pleasure as I felt sexier in front of him making love to him with my halter top on and my bra on still. It felt like we were one desperate couple who had not copulated for years and really missed the golden moments. As he half-kneeled in front of me, I could feel his warm touch transmitted to my bare flesh through the fabric I was still wearing on top. My facial expression alternated between injured innocence and a slutty presence with his every touch on my bust. My hands gripped onto the bedsheets momentarily as I turned my head to the right with my eyes half-closed. My moans of pleasure seemed to turn him up a notch or two as his hands pulled up my halter top to above my bust level. From the corner of my eyes, I could see his eyes were wide open with excitement as my strapless pink bra was revealed in front of him.

“Clara, all I can say is that I need and I want you,” his words were in a rhythmic tone in synchrony with his slight pants of breath.

“Kenneth, I want it deeper and harder,” my words seemed to produce a catalytic reaction as our love making session became more intense and deep.

As he unhooked my bra from the front, he immediately showered my big assets with full attention. As his hands were on them, his lips were all around it. I could not help but used my hands to grab on to his bottom, wanting all of what he could give to me.

As he pulled off my halter top and threw it randomly to the floor with my bra pushed aside, I took him slightly away from him and I unbuttoned his shirt quickly but my shivering hands slowed me down. With a little assistance from him, I finally could feel his nakedness on mine.

Kenneth and I were in our own world as we lost complete track of time. As I opened my mouth wide and panted harder, I could feel that I was going to reach the peak very soon and by looking at the familiar expression of him going to reach to the same level as me, I grabbed his head and gave him a deep french kiss, reducing our supposedly loud moans and groans as we reached our peaks at the same time to just muffled sounds in our mouths. I could feel him shivering and I knew he could feel mine too. As I felt the warmth of his fluids deep into mine, his hug was tight around me. The moment was magical and for a while, I felt my womanly instincts came gushing into my brains, from love and lust for his man to that of wanting to bear his child.

As we were stationary for a few seconds, he kissed my cheeks lightly and I smiled at him and pecked on his forehead.

I led him to the bathroom as we showered together. As my back was facing him, my head turned to the right as if wanting to know what he was doing as he rub a lot of shower cream onto my back and down to my legs. As his hands went up from my ankles to my thighs, I breathed deeply as his hands bypassed my sensitive area below and went up to my breasts. As his hands cupped them, the shower cream seemed to make his hands so smooth on my flesh. As I took his hands off, I also applied shower cream onto him. As he looked at where my hands were on his body, I could not help but giggle a little.

“Look at me, don’t look down,” I whispered in his ear as I gave him a playful look with my hands full of shower cream on his groin, going around it as I could feel that it seemed to be growing in size.

As the water from the shower head washed the soap off away, I could not help but grabbed his body as he held onto my waist. Our lips began to lock into each other again with the water from the shower head still running above us. He pinned me onto the wall with our lips still fully in contact with each other. As our lips slipped out of each other with excess moistness, I could feel our bodies in full contact with each other.

“I…,” Kenneth seemed to hesitate on what to say after the first word.

“I don’t care, Kenneth. I love you and I know you love me,” I seemed to have predicted how he felt and tried to assure him.

“I want you now,” Kenneth’s aggressiveness in the voice made me feel in the mood once again.

As Kenneth turned me around, I did not have any time to react as his hands pressed down on my shoulder blades gently. I knew what exactly he was thinking about but I resisted a little seemingly feigning ignorance to what was going to happen.

As he overcame me, my hands were on the wall. My body was arched forward as I bend forward. With him behind me, I could slowly feel him again as he grabbed my waist. As the water fell onto my back, the water trickled down in random directions. I could not help but moan and groan loudly as I knew that the sound from the shower head would reduce the decibel of the sound by a few notches. I felt so attractive and wanted by this man who made love to me twice in the same night.

As I shivered in our beautiful connection with each other, my hands was losing grip onto the wall. Noticing that, he skillfully held me a little as he pushed me closer towards the wall. As my body was arched a little forward, the intense of our love making session increased as his hands cupped my breasts. I felt helpless as all I could do is to enjoy the sheer pleasure that he gave to me.

As I tip-toed, my forearms were on the wall to support myself. As he reached to his peak for the second time, I seemed to be in a surreal environment. For a moment, I did not know where I was and what I was doing. All I could think of is that I am in a world with him, just him.

As we dried ourselves up, we went to the bed and hugged each other tightly. As we chatted, our words turned into silence and we slept in each other’s arms unknowingly.

“Mummy, where is my exercise book that you took to have a look?” the incessant knocking on the door woke me up briefly.

As I was still in a stupor, I realised that I was still naked beside Kenneth. As the knocks became more persistent, I suddenly had woken up without even a single dose of caffeine.

“Kenneth, wake up. Your student is looking for me,” I was not trying to be funny but I was desperately trying to wake him up but to no avail. He was fast asleep. Without having much of a choice, I covered him up totally with blankets and I quickly put on my nightgown. As I rummaged through the drawer, I found the exercise book that he needed and quickly run towards the door

“Yes, my dear. Here is your exercise book, you better get ready to go to school if not you would be late and Mr. Chia would punish you,” my door was barely open as it was just enough for the book to pass through the opening.

“Mummy, why is your room so messy? You tell me to make my room tidy, but your room is so messy now,” Andy seemed to be trying to peek into my room longer.

“Just go now. I want to sleep a little more. I am very tired,” I tried to divert the topic as I closed the door not bothering about his reaction.

As I went to my bed, I removed the blankets and Kenneth sprung up all of a sudden, scaring me out of my wits.

“You really scare the hell out of me,” I beat Kenneth’s arms as I did not know that he was so mischievous.

As I lie on the bed beside him, I wished I could spend the entire day with him in there. As we stroked each other’s hair and looked at each other, I could not help but feel bliss with a man like him.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

“Is the call with regards to work?” Kenneth asked out of concern.

“Don’t bother about it,” I did not care about the phone call, not evening looking at the phone.

As the phone rang a few times, I looked at the phone. It was an unfamiliar number and so out of curiosity I picked it up.

As I listened to the initial statement, I could not help but became stunted not knowing what to do….
-The end-

What exactly happened? Who called?

Find out in part 5!