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

[lobangkingz]

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[locaste]

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[pipedream]

this story is nice, great share and more please.

[precioustone]

This is a great story, hope to read more.

[madaphur]

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[diputs1269]

Exciting part cuming up, please continue TS.

[Slowpump]

Its not a wonder that many of us imagine and dream to have steamy sex with our maid on the sly side..me not excluded. How many have really done it cos we would love to hear it.
Not to distract TS tho, please proceed as you will.

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

In a chirpy and enthusiastic voice, Wanda asked, “Ingin pergi ke mana?”

Any bros or sis here have any idea where to bring a maid out on her off day?

Would it be appropriate to use the phrase, 'I was caught with my pants down'? All I ever did want, was some time to myself. Maybe some of you deem me as a bad husband or irresponsible but to quote the lyrics of a Chicago song, 'even lovers need a holiday, far away from each other' and this was supposed to be my 'holiday'!

To quote Bro Slowpump 'many of us imagine and dream to have steamy sex with our maid'; here was a girl warming up to me. Could I say that she wanted to go on a date with me? Or again, am I thinking too much? Whatever it is, I have to play my cards right. Taking advice from Bro sky_liner2, if I am not careful, I could very well land myself in hot soup.

Thoughts raced across my head - I had to pretend that I had a plan but where do I bring Wanda to? I do not know if she was "hotel" ready and if she was, is it a good thing when a girl so 'readily' offers herself to you? What does this imply? That she offers herself to others also?

I thought of bringing her to my office but knowing the guys at my office, it would be suicidal. First of all, photos of my (attractive) maid would appear on Facebook, then one of my 'concerned' relatives would call me; my mother who's 'on duty' would get wind of this and then I would have a whole lot of explaining to do.

Not wanting to look like a fool, I tilted my head towards my car. Even if I got caught with my maid in my car, I could just say that I was giving her a lift to the MRT and setting some 'last minute' rules.

Wanda took the (front) passenger seat. Once in the car, Wanda lowered her head shyly. She seemed embarrassed. Usually my boy would want to 'ride shotgun' and sit next to me; this was the first time Wanda was sitting next to me.

Wanda's fragrance permeated the air inside the car as we drove out of the multi-storey car park. I took in the smell, which gave me an instant hard-on.

What was my plan?

To do the things I had originally planned to do; to take a break and unwind and have a (few) good meals. The only difference now is that I have someone to tag along.

[nightfly1966]

[QUOTE=SerflySGR;17862815

What was my plan?

To do the things I had originally planned to do; to take a break and unwind and have a (few) good meals. The only difference now is that I have someone to tag along.[/QUOTE]

Love ur story, up ur reputation. 👍😁

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

What was my plan?

To do the things I had originally planned to do; to take a break and unwind and have a (few) good meals. The only difference now is that I have someone to tag along.

I figured we should go slow so we stopped over for a quick bite at Eunos market. I could also use this chance to gauge Wanda's reaction. All throughout the excursion, she followed me behind. Passersby would have thought I was bringing my younger sister out. I beamed with pride. I have heard people boasting of going out with Sweet Young Things (SYTs), I was not living that 'dream'!

A part of me was hoping that Wanda display some displeasure that I was such a 'cheapskate' to bring her to a (no aircon) food centre for a 'first date' but she appeared cheerful and seemed and to enjoy every moment of it.

Next we headed to the nearby cinema to catch a movie. As it was too early for horrors, I opted for some action flick. I didn't want to stuff her so I skimmed on the popcorn. My idea was to 'starve' her a bit so that she could enjoy the next item on my itinerary - Buffet Lunch!

The movie was your usual action movie, whereby the hero will never die so there were no sad moments. However, being a long-time silent reader of this forum, I picked up some 'skills'.

Firstly, I noticed she wasn't wearing a jacket; who wears a jacket in sunny Singapore, anyway? So, on the pretext of 'keeping her warm', I put my arms around her. Instinctively, she rested her head on my shoulder. BINGO!

Yes, I know I am easily satisfied but if you read the title, the key word is 'finally'; I'm really new to this game and boy was I nervous.

I used my hands to rub hers - to keep her warm. My hands then wonder up to her arm and shoulders; my rubbing causing an even bigger bulge in my pants. Sensing that she was not putting up any resistance, I moved forward to 'sniff her out'.

I placed my nose close to her ear and gave it a whiff. The warm air that exhaled from my nostrils must have tickled her and she giggled. Taking that as a 'yes', I got bolder and I told her that I love her scent and I licked the tip of the tragus of her ear. See that she was enjoying the attention that I was giving her, I began to kiss her earlobe.

Wanda began to breathe heavily, giving out sighs as she exhaled. Getting bolder, I started to nibble and suck on her earlobe while whispering to her that she was the prettiest thing I have ever seen.

I had now past the point of no return.

[otamay]

Thanks for the nice updates, camping here for more intimate actions.

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

Wanda began to breathe heavily, giving out sighs as she exhaled. Getting bolder, I started to nibble and suck on her earlobe while whispering to her that she was the prettiest thing I have ever seen.

I had now past the point of no return.

I began to smell her like she were a drug, noseing the length of her neck, up till the back of her ears. I used the tip of my tongue to trace the path taken by my nose. Her breathing got heavier and I could hear her moan in pleasure. This encouraged me more and I used my free hand to caress her thighs. It was such a waste that she was wearing jeans. But then again, if she wore too sexily, my mother, being a traditional woman, would have given her a earful.

I began to rub and squeeze her thighs, carrassing her kneecaps through her worn jeans. I could vaguely feel her thrusting her pelvis rhythmically. I gently bit her on the neck and then using my tongue, I covered the marks left by my teeth with my saliva. Then I blew kisses into her ear.

Suddenly Wanda broke away from my embrace and turned to face me. Thinking that I may have crossed the line, I froze. I thought of all the different excuses I would give her for my indiscretions. I even contemplated giving her a bribe to prevent her from going to the authorities.

But before I could utter a word, without warning, plunged head-first towards me. She nestled her head in my chest. Over the sounds of gunfire, I could barely make out her muffled words; something about being shy?

Not wanting to push my luck, I decided to just return her hug and watch the remainder of the movie. As the credits rolled, I thought of my next move. They say the way to a person’s heart is through the stomach; so the next place will definitely delight her palates.

[NastyThaiboy]

I really like this story!

setting up my tent here to wait for more of it.

[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

But before I could utter a word, without warning, plunged head-first towards me. She nestled her head in my chest. Over the sounds of gunfire, I could barely make out her muffled words; something about being shy?

Not wanting to push my luck, I decided to just return her hug and watch the remainder of the movie. As the credits rolled, I thought of my next move. They say the way to a person’s heart is through the stomach; so the next place will definitely delight her palates.

We walked into the movie theatre ‘separately’ but came out as a couple. I believe this is the GFE that many bros here have been talking about. Wanda held onto my arm as we walked out of the cinema.

“Hungry?” I asked her, taking this opportunity to rub her tummy. She nodded shyly. The day was getting better by the minute!

Not wanting to ‘waste’ the lunch at a shopping centre food court. Also, I did not want to run the risk of seeing any familiar faces; afterall, a food court is ‘accessible’ to many people, more so on a Sunday afternoon. I intended to head to some place more special.

That place would be the Kintamani Indonesian Restaurant located at Havelock Road – not top of the end (we don’t want an overkill here) but with a certain ‘barrier to entry’. I mentally gave myself a pat on my back for such a great idea.

As the restaurant was located inside Furama Riverfront Hotel, I noticed Wanda’s face turned beet red the moment we turned into the hotel car park. She looked somewhat uncomfortable and fidgeted in her passenger seat. Maybe she was thinking of how to unbuckle the seat belt and jump out of the car. This thought made me do a double-check to ensure the door locks were engaged; I don’t want my face to be splashed all over STOMP web site for ejecting a maid out of a moving car. My worries were unfounded as she remained in her seat until I parked my car.

As I killed the ignition and got out of the car, I noticed Wanda hesitated to alight so I got back into the car and inched my way towards the passenger seat. She looked down, avoiding my gaze. I took her smaller hands in mind. By instinct, she tugged away but I held on, gently. She continued to bow her head, as if resigned to her fate.

“Don’t worry,” I assured her, “we are just here for the lunch.” Taking a $50 note from my wallet, I placed it in her hand. “Here’s $50. If you feel that I am lying to you or if you still feel uncomfortable, use this money to take a taxi home.”

This time around, she didn’t hold on to me. Instead she chose to walk behind me. As my original intent was clear and above board, I felt I need not overly explain myself. Furthermore, by doing so, won’t it make me appear more ‘guilty’?

Cautiously, Wanda followed me as we took the lift to the third floor.

[michael_368]

Nice story Bro.