I Finally Cheated on My Wife... with Our Maid

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

"I think you not believe me." She shook her head, "maybe too late," she said. She wanted to say something else but she suddenly held back, nodded furiously as if she made some mistake and then quickly scurried away. I shouted out to her and tried to call her back but it only made her hasten her pace.

I stood there, puzzled - what did she ask me to 'be careful'? What did she mean by 'not simple girl'? Why was it 'too late'? Why did she suddenly just stop and 'run off'? Before my Sherlock Holmes detective mind could come to any conclusion, my thoughts were interrupted by an all too familiar voice.

"Abang! Balik?"

Holding onto our dinner, she beckoned me to go home with her.

I didn’t think too much about that encounter until days later when my Mother came to visit. Even though she didn’t like Wanda but to be separated from her beloved grandson is too much for her to bear.

“See? Even Nurul thinks there is something weird about Wanda!” she said, peering around the house, as if she was afraid of being watched.

“She’s not around Ma,” I said, “they went to the Polyclinic together.”

Seeing ‘the coast is clear’, Mother even offered to call Nurul in front of me.

Nurul? Who the hell is Nurul? One of Mother’s Mak Kaypoh Kawans?

Sensing my confusion (or rather confusion was written all over my face), my Mother offered to clear my doubts. Nurul, was in fact, the chubby, older maid that I met the other night.

“Nurul tells me that Wanda is popular with some of the stall holders here. These lecherous men give her ‘special deals’ while making eyes with her.” Mother charged. “Tell me: what type of girl would do such a thing?” she asked.

“Smart girls?” I said before breaking into a laugh.

“I think she has put you under her spell,” Mother said, “how else would my words fall on deaf ears?” she asked.

I tried to reason with her; Nurul was probably jealous of her. This could be the reason why she’s been painting a bad picture of Wanda to my mother.

“How well does this Nurul know Wanda anyway?” I asked.

“Nurul and Wanda are from adjecent villages.” Mother defended, “they were practically neighbours back in Java!” Then she lowered her voice to a Whisper, “Did you know that Wanda is already married back in Indonesia?”

I nodded.

“And you know that her husband is ‘mentally challenged’?”

For a moment, I was dumbfounded. Should I reveal to her what was Wanda shared with me (minus the juicy parts, of course)?

“Nurul says she married that husband of hers because she got impregnated by a married man so her family quickly married her off to cover the shame of her pregnancy out of wedlock.”

Noting the surprise on my face, she droned on and on about how Wanda was like a fox spirit preying on clueless men. She made it seem like Wanda would go around sleeping with half the neighbourhood just to get cheap deals.

Although I found Mother’s words amusing, a part of me became jealous; were there other men, other than those she mentioned to me, who had their way with her? And one of the men actually sired a child with her?

I felt pangs of jealousy; there was no way I was going to share my Wanda with other men. Especially not after all these months of grooming her from a village girl into a modern city girl. Wanda was mine and I was not about to share her with other men.

In a fit of jealous rage, I slammed my fist onto the table.

[zl1983]

great upd as usual fr u TS. keep them cumming please.

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

Although I found Mother’s words amusing, a part of me became jealous; were there other men, other than those she mentioned to me, who had their way with her? And one of the men actually sired a child with her?

I felt pangs of jealousy; there was no way I was going to share my Wanda with other men. Especially not after all these months of grooming her from a village girl into a modern city girl. Wanda was mine and I was not about to share her with other men.

In a fit of jealous rage, I slammed my fist onto the table.

Mother took this outburst as a signal to stop talking. I excused myself from the table and went downstairs; I just needed some time to think. I needed to clear my head. What have I gotten myself into this time?

I was walking around aimlessly in the neighbourhood; ended up at the small makan place at St. Michael's Terminal.

"Abang!" I turned around, trying to find the source of the voice. Seeing nobody I knew, I thought I was just dreaming so I went about mulling around.

"Abang!" This time around, the voice sounded more urgent. This time around, I recognised the voice. It was Nurul. Mother's litte pep talk sparked my interest in her and this time around, I took some time to listen to what she had to say. I brought Nurul to a more secluded coffeeshop and bought her some Teh Terik Ais.

Once Nurul started talking, there was no way of shutting her up.

And now I know why they say curiosity killed the cat.

[blackmold]

Nice story, looking forward to next update

[zl1983]

cant wait TS.

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by blackmold

Nice story, looking forward to next update

Thanks for your support Bro blackmold!

Originally Posted by zl1983

cant wait TS.

I try to double-time Bro zl1983. But your photos are so distracting

[otamay]

Interesting story here, please continue on Nurul's revelation.

[ml1138]

can't wait for the next updates...

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

"Abang!" This time around, the voice sounded more urgent. This time around, I recognised the voice. It was Nurul. Mother's litte pep talk sparked my interest in her and this time around, I took some time to listen to what she had to say. I brought Nurul to a more secluded coffeeshop and bought her some Teh Terik Ais.

Once Nurul started talking, there was no way of shutting her up.

And now I know why they say curiosity killed the cat.

Nurul began pouring out in-between sips. I ordered some wadai and she helped herself to them also.

"Sarwendah was always able to manipulate the strongest of men and make life miserable for us women folk." she said, in-between bites.

Sarwendah? Who?

I did a double take.

We have been so used to addressing her as 'Wanda' that I forgot her real, given name was Sarwendah.

"How old Sarwendah say she is? 30? 28?" Nurul asked. Not waiting for a response from me, she continued, "she now only is 18! And, she is lie and cheat people many many! Always."

"But her biodata clearly states that she's 25. The dates on her passport and Work Permit also shows she's 25 this year, I can show......"

Before I could complete my sentence, Nurul cut me off, "In Indonesia, all can change. Nama also change pun ok, tau?" It was indeed true that due to the corrupt system in Indonesia, it was possible to change your name, given the right price.

When the reality of me banging an 18-year-old girl made me horny again. I gulped hard. Nurul glared at me and I pretended that it was the reflex action of the Teh Terik. Nurul stopped talking. I thought she took offense at me. I apologized but she only waved her hand and said, "Tak apa apa", signalling that she was 'cool' with it. But she made no effort to continue her story. It was then that it dawned to me that she was waiting for me to order some more food and drinks for her.

Yup, looking at Nurul's figure, I can safely say that the Indonesian 'system' is indeed in her bloodl; I am thankful that my Wanda did not behave in the same manner. I waved to the stall owner to bring more finger food. Satisfied that more refreshment is on the way, she continued to dish out information.

According to Nurul, Sarwendah's mother was also a domestic helper and she worked in various other countries. Soon after she came back from one of her overseas stint, she became pregnant with Sarwendah. The people in the village often speculated that Sarwendah's own mother could have been impregnated while she was working overseas as she was sweet and petite.

Because of Sarwendah's good looks, she was often the focus of the men in the village. She used to have a sweetheart in the village who was Nurul's neighbour and Sarwendah would always come over.

One day, Sarwendah's father came over to her neighbour's home and dragged Sarwendah home. He could be heard shouting at her, telling her that she deserved better and should not have 'cheapen' herself with a 'commoner'. Word has it that Sarwendah was being match-made to the rich land owner’s retarded son. That was the last time Nurul had seen Sarwendah as they were too 'low in the food chain' to be invited to the 'atas' wedding. It was some time later that she heard that Sarwendah had been chased out of the rich family as they found out she had a son with her sweetheart and she was forced to come to Singapore to work as a maid to 'repay' for all the monies her in-laws had given Sarwendah's father as dowry.

Nurul's handphone rang. Her employers had summoned her. I tried to make another appointment with her but she just stood up abruptly and ran off. Turning around, she shouted out a 'thank you' and told me she will contact me again. We had not exchanged phone numbers so I wondered how she could achieve this feat?

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

Nurul's handphone rang. Her employers had summoned her. I tried to make another appointment with her but she just stood up abruptly and ran off. Turning around, she shouted out a 'thank you' and told me she will contact me again. We had not exchanged phone numbers so I wondered how she could achieve this feat?

I went home, more upset than when I left it. Mother had already left by the time I got home as she had to prepare dinner for Father. Dinner was a sombre affair; my wife tried to find out what was wrong but I just told her it was just ‘work stress’ and that I was tired. My son was sensible enough not to test my patience further. No sooner had dinner ended, everybody retired to their respective rooms.

That night I went into Wanda’s room and locked the door behind me. She heard me come in as she was awake.

“Ke siapa?” she called out to ‘test water’; she didn’t want to be caught calling me terms of endearment if it were my wife or son.

Fuelled by what my mother and Nurul have told me, I was in no mood for pleasantries. I took off my boxers and pinned Wanda to the bed and pulled down her shorts, along with her panties. I assumed she was shocked by my roughness because she neither said anything nor did she reciprocate in any way. I positioned my erect penis at the entrance of her vagina and thrusted into her.

“Sakit abang!” she protested. But the thought of her ‘betraying’ her body willing to another man; carrying another man’s child made me lose all my senses. Not giving her a chance to adjust to my organ, I entered her again; pumping furiously. Her initial painful groans were replaced by moans of pleasure.

Slut! I thought to myself and I quickened my pace. I want to punish you. As you carried another man’s child, so would you carry mine! I pumped harder and harder, fueled by my lust and my jealousy. As I reached my peak, I felt her vagina muscles tighten around my cock.

I heard her whimper the word, “sayang!” as I unloaded all my pent up frustrations into her womb before I collapsed onto her petite frame. Before I drifted off to sleep, I remotely recall feeling a certain wetness on my chest. Was she weeping? I was too tired to care. The next time I opened my eyes, it was already daybreak and Wanda had already left the room.

[madpig88]

Sure hope TS will update more soon, this story is very nice.

[zl1983]

cant wait to see more fr u bro. great writing!!

[woo101]

Nice update TS, please continue

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

Slut! I thought to myself and I quickened my pace. I want to punish you. As you carried another man’s child, so would you carry mine! I pumped harder and harder, fueled by my lust and my jealousy. As I reached my peak, I felt her vagina muscles tighten around my cock.

I heard her whimper the word, “sayang!” as I unloaded all my pent up frustrations into her womb before I collapsed onto her petite frame. Before I drifted off to sleep, I remotely recall feeling a certain wetness on my chest. Was she weeping? I was too tired to care. The next time I opened my eyes, it was already daybreak and Wanda had already left the room.

I opened the door slowly and crept out of the room. Once I saw the coast was clear, I walked quickly into the Master Bedroom toilet for a quick wash and then back to work.

“You are still home? I thought you have left for work.” my wife asked as I came out of the shower.

Oh no! Did she notice that I spent the night in Wanda's room?

“Not yet, rushing off soon,” I muttered as I tried, frantically to think of something to change the topic but she went on to talk about some mundane stuff so I guess she didn't notice. I wanted to ask where Wanda had gone but struggled at the words; would it make me look like I was more concerned about the maid than what my wife was sharing with me?

I went forward and hugged my wife - one of those long embrace. It felt warm and comforting. I squeezed her with my arms.

"What happen to you today?" she asked.

"Nothing," I said, looking at her puzzled face, "I just want to tell you that I love you, sayang." I exhaled. I looked at the woman before me; she looked different. Years ago, she was this attractive nurse working in a hospital and I was this NS Policeman, who visited her whenever I could. I even picked her from work in my father's Mercedes Benz! What happened since then? Thinking back brought tears to my eyes.

"Don't cry, sayang." she comforted me, “didn't the doctors say I was going through a remission? I am going to get better.” she reassured me. How would she have reacted when she knew what I was actually thinking in my mind?

She got me my shoes and I bade her goodbye, driving to work with a heavy heart.

To say that I was not in the mood to work was an understatement. I really couldn't get myself to work. I went to the roof car park a few times just to 'get out' of my office cubicle. I scrolled through my phone, looking at all the happy photos we took; how could such an innocent-looking girl be so devious?

I looked at my watch; it was only 2:20 pm. Looks like I still have long way to go before work was over.

[sexcision]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

I opened the door slowly and crept out of the room. Once I saw the coast was clear, I walked quickly into the Master Bedroom toilet for a quick wash and then back to work.

“You are still home? I thought you have left for work.” my wife asked as I came out of the shower.

Oh no! Did she notice that I spent the night in Wanda's room?

“Not yet, rushing off soon,” I muttered as I tried, frantically to think of something to change the topic but she went on to talk about some mundane stuff so I guess she didn't notice. I wanted to ask where Wanda had gone but struggled at the words; would it make me look like I was more concerned about the maid than what my wife was sharing with me?

I went forward and hugged my wife - one of those long embrace. It felt warm and comforting. I squeezed her with my arms.

"What happen to you today?" she asked.

"Nothing," I said, looking at her puzzled face, "I just want to tell you that I love you, sayang." I exhaled. I looked at the woman before me; she looked different. Years ago, she was this attractive nurse working in a hospital and I was this NS Policeman, who visited her whenever I could. I even picked her from work in my father's Mercedes Benz! What happened since then? Thinking back brought tears to my eyes.

"Don't cry, sayang." she comforted me, “didn't the doctors say I was going through a remission? I am going to get better.” she reassured me. How would she have reacted when she knew what I was actually thinking in my mind?

She got me my shoes and I bade her goodbye, driving to work with a heavy heart.

To say that I was not in the mood to work was an understatement. I really couldn't get myself to work. I went to the roof car park a few times just to 'get out' of my office cubicle. I scrolled through my phone, looking at all the happy photos we took; how could such an innocent-looking girl be so devious?

I looked at my watch; it was only 2:20 pm. Looks like I still have long way to go before work was over.

And you post this update at 2:23 lol! Coincident?