My friend's beautiful wife
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Bro, please bear with me as I am an inexperience writer. The story
is for sharing and when I find time, I will try to complete the
story.
Although this is a real Singapore story, the content is modified
slightly and the names changed completely to protect the identity
of the people. This story happened in year 2004.
Both Shawn and me are close friends since secondary school days and
we studied at the same junior college, often skipping P.E. lessons
together. We will always give all sorts of reasons from stomach
ache to leg pain. I think the teacher in charge has given up hope
on us and she has been lecturing me about the tough training that I
will have to go through in National Service if I dont prepare
myself well. Her favourite line is :Freddy, you are going to
suffer big time next year. I cannot be bothered as I feel that
P.E. is not an important subject as it is afterall, not examinable.
Shawn does not do as well as me in studies but is much fitter than
me. He skips P.E. because he finds it a chore to do stupid
exercises and partly, to accompany me.
After the A Level examination, we worked on a project to do
volunteering work for a home for the aged while waiting for
enlistment. In every sense, we are considered good students who
excel in our school work but somehow, none of the gals in schools
are attracted to us.
Both Shawn and me were enlisted to National Service in the March
batch to the same Tekong Camp and in the same platoon and section.
When I was there, it was a cultural shock as the NCOs and officers
communicate with us using lots of vulgarities. I answered back and
was told that I should leave my Air Level thinking behind and that
they will be there to whip me to shape. I would have talked back
more with idioms and nice quotes from the literature books, if not
being stopped by Shawn.
During the next three months, I was always picked to appear stupid
and scolded for being slow, weak and therefore branded as one who
needs more extra duty and extra drill. Being a loyal friend, Shawn
is always at my side to support me and encourage me. He did extra
drill with me and helped me run errands when he is in mainland
Singapore. Shawn is a natural leader and because he helped me,
several of the recruits also joined him to lending me a helping
hand. Slowly, life in the camp becomes more tolerable as I adjusted
my expectations and outlook to the 2.5 years of slavery life.
Unlike me, Shawn did not get a place in the local universities,
although he has very good track record in the area of performing
arts, sports and games, including leadership. After BMT, I was sent
to an infantry unit as an ordinary rifleman while Shawn is sent to
the NCO course. At the course, he became buddies with a polytechnic
graduate, James. The two got along very well and they went through
an even tougher training. Shawn was subsequently selected for the
Officer Cadet Course while James was sent for further guards
training. For reasons not known to me, Shawn dropped out of the OCS
course and he later became a guards NCO and both guys were in the
same camp and platoon.
The three of us met up and became closer friends. As none of us
have girlfriend, we would spend our weekend in Orchard area ogling
at pretty gals and complaining about officers in their case and for
mine, it is complaining about the NCOs. Nonetheless, over the
months, I became physically stronger while Shawn and James remain
about the same.
This routine of meeting up regularly carried on for the rest of the
NS stint until we ORDed. I went on to university while Shawn and
James pursued a private university degree programme. This time, we
would meet up at the private university degree campus to talk about
gals and school work, which I often helped both of them. During
university days, Shawn and James picked up gambling habits and both
gambled quite heavily. Somehow, they were quite lucky a few times
and had quite a good windfall from betting in overseas betting
sites.
Shawn bought a second hand car and James found himself a
girlfriend. Her name is Joan. Joan is the perfect angel in both
Shawn and my eyes and we swore that if we ever have a wife like
Joan, we would skip all the physical contact with world to spend
more time in bed with her. She is 1.7 m tall, slim and very demure,
yet sophisticated in her looks. I cannot described gals well but
she is certainly extraordinary. She is certainly a cut above the
rest of the gals and when she is with a bevy of gals, she will
stand out as the most physically impressive. I was particularly
afraid to look at her in the face because she is so beautiful that
I imagine to myself that by taking a longer look, I will lose my
soul. Some of those gals which forum bros, including seasoned bros
praised to the sky as 9 or 9.5 out of 10 is like 4 out 10, when I
benchmarked her with these gals. Maybe my standard is very high
after seeing one of the best, if not the best.
Bros, Part 2 of the instalment. I hope bros will like this story.
Will try to post more today because I will not have the time next
week to write. Recalling the facts and re-construcing it takes
sometime as I am a very inexperience writer.
After graduating, I got a marketing job and that gave me lots of
free time but my income is also dependent on my effort. Shawn
started to lose quite a bit in gambling and he sold his car. He was
luckier as he got himself a sales job with a medium sized company
that require him to travel frequently and in short notice, like one
day or half day notice. James got himself a junior executive job as
the employer doesnt recognize his qualification because it is
deemed as unworthy given it is distance learning degree. Anyway,
Shawn's employer recognised him as a graduate while James's
employer does not recognise the degree. After about a year, James
tied the knot with Joan and bought a new flat from the inheritance
he received from his father who passed away not too long ago.
We were invited to his ROM reception and his wife with make up was
even more angelic, more beautiful and more sophisticated than we
could have imagined. I think the guests were all commenting on her
super beautiful wife. The gown is a tight fitting and Shawn and
myself could now guess her figure more accurately. Shawn asked
James, when only the three of us were at the table - whats Joan
statistics? Shawn and myself have been guessing that she is 33B, 24
and 35. James said that he does not know as he has never violated
her before, although he would tonight. He added that he finds her
so perfect that he feels extremely guilty if he were to violate her
before ROM. James and Shawn are hardcore gambling addicts and they
started to bet on Joans statistics. Despite my protest about not
gambling, Shawn pulled me into the picture and I am now one of the
punters.
If we were correct in our estimate James will buy us a good dinner
at Raffles City and if we lose, we will invite several of our
common friends, James and Joan for a dinner together. We waited for
a week before James finally called us and we met up for a drink
after work. I asked him what takes him so long for a simple answer.
He just said that it is his honeymoon, without revealing the
details and said that Shawn and me lost by a small margin of error.
From his face, I can see a tired but completely satisfied look.
Something that Shawn said he could not see even after they have
completed the most arduous mission in NS.
In the meantime, Shawn betted heavily on the European Cup and lost
quite a fair bit. He asked if I could pay me for the dinner in
instalment? I told him not to worry about it. I will take care of
everything. A week later, we held a catered buffet dinner at a
Chalet for about 20 persons, as the list of common friends grew. I
have always wanted to give all those who have supported and
encouraged me in BMT a treat. Shawn thanked me profusely for paying
for the dinner which only added up to about $600, including beers
and cigarettes. I am quite a thrifty guy and have saved almost
every cent earned. Besides, I have been working very hard for the
past one year and my income qualifies me a Gold card, not too bad
for a fresh graduate.
The dinner was good and everyone was enjoying the food and all the
horny guys, correction, all the guys were given a treat to their
eyes enjoying the sight of beautiful Joan. My fabulous seafood
buffet seem insignificant in satisfaction value compared to just
sitting there and ogling at Joan. Joan was wearing a big t/shirt
and a tight shorts, revealing a good part of her flawless and
creamy white pair of legs but not her ample blossoms. During the
conversations with the guys, they would stopped their conversations
half way whenever the distractions appear. I managed to do some
self control and remind myself constantly that I will not get
distracted.
Overall, the guys were happy to be invited and very soon, all left
except Shawn, James and myself. Joan has left earlier as James
would like to spend some time just catching up with us like the
good old NS days where we would talked about gals, about
bureaucratic and inefficient government policies, about neigbours,
about NS colleagues, about the chioness of any passing gals,
etc
The conversation just carried on to football and the latest craze
of the European Cup. Instead of a peaceful happy evening together,
James and Shawn were arguing like crazy. I never have a soft spot
for football because I never understand why people can be excited
by looking at a screen of several guys chasing after one ball?
Since the two were like quarreling, I stepped in stop the two guys
by changing the topic of football to fishball noddles. That didnt
help because fishball noodle is not something that interests them.
In essence, there is some disagreement about which team will win
the next match and both felt that only they know which team will
win and no other second opinion will be tolerated. If they are so
accurate, I think it is better for them to join the bookies.
Shawn said that he has just taken a credit line and has some good
spare cash. He challenged James to a bet of a few thousand dollars.
James was quiet for a while. I knew that James will not have this
kind of money to bet with him, given that he has spent a bomb on
honeymoon and house renovation. Shawn, taking advantage of Jamess
quietness started calling him names like NATO, coward, etc
This
got James really infuriated.
James told Shawn that he dont bet a few thousand dollars, he
prefers to bet $10,000 if Shawn dares. Shawn shot back and said,
show me the money and the bet is on. James said that he doesnt
have the money but will offer a night of romance with his beautiful
wife if Shawn wins. Both of us were taken aback by his suggestion.
Although we secretly lust for Joan, we know our limits and has
always treasured our friendship.
James is known as a very trustworthy guy with his words. He always
claim that his words is as good as diamonds because it is forever
and it can be taken at face value. Shawn pulled me into the bet and
said, what about 2 nights of romance, one for me and one for him if
we win the bet. I told James that he should not be putting his wife
out for a bet and what happens if he were to lose the bet. This has
fallen on deaf ears, possibly because the guys have a few drinks
too many.
Shawn reminded me that he helped me during BMT, otherwise I may
have died from torture and the tough training. He asked if $5,000
was too big a sum to repay him for his kindness at BMT. Basically,
he wanted me to be part of the bet. I said okay if this will repay
all his kindness and he is not to mention anymore of those I owe
him this and that in future. I was rather pissed by him but was
quietly happy inside me that I bought a chance to bonk Joan.
The third and final part of the instalment for today. There is so
much more to recap and write. I hope you guys are enjoying the
story.
The result showed that Shawn won the match. James was devastated
and said that he needed time to talk to Joan about this bet. Shawn
was overjoyed with the opportunity to bonk Joan. I was also very
happy with outcome but decided that it is a wrong thing to do, if
we really make James pay for the part of his bet. I told James that
Joan need not sleep with me and I am a very difficult person to
satisfy. It is better not to spoil the friendship. I also urged
Shawn to give up his rights in the presence of James but Shawn was
very reluctant and said that he needed time to think about it.
James thanked me and left.
Two days later, James invited Shawn and me to his place. When we
were there, he spoke to Shawn and me about the bet and offered his
apologies that he is unable to fulfill his
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