The year was 1994. I just turned a teenager at the ripe young
age of 13.
Finished my PSLE successfuly and got into a middle ranged sec
school.
As u guys know at 13, the time where strange things happened to
your body. Unexpected hair growth, voice beaks and sexual
attraction to women especially older. This when i had my first
sexual awakening with women. So far my expereince with these
creatures had not been so good. This account in 1994 was just one
of it to go in the list.
I was in my old house then. There was this very attractive
neighbour who was a housewife. Her hubby was in a well paying job.
I could remember it was during the school holidays when my parents
went to work and i would spend the whole of the mornings and
afternoons playing computer games. So she would sometimes come out
of the house to dry clothes to pick them up.
Due to my raging hormonmes, i was kind of attracted to her sexy
figre and revealing clothes. She alwas woore that tight denim
shorts and her upper part of her body sems almost bare with tank
tops. Her cleavage was always showing. Sometimes she would notcie
me when i come out of my house.But never smiled. just a stare with
no emotion.
During the nights i would fantasise about her and masturbate to
this thoughts. it was blissful and pleasurable until one day, due
to my immaturity and childishness, i dediced to go overboard. It
was one afternoon as i waited for her to leave her house to go to
shop. I noticed therough my door peep-hole (door closed) that as
she came out to her front door to unlock her gate, She let her hand
up her denim skirt and pulled out her panties in her hand. THe she
put it on the clothes hanger ( long bamboo poles) putside her door
and left. I was curious and came out of my house. I took her
panties and smelled its musky odour. For some reason the odour made
me sexually aroused as i masturbated to it.
Then all of a sudden , unexpectedly she arrived and caught me red
handed. That was the end of me. She told me that if i do that
again, she would complain to my parents. But she did complain
eventually.
I would remember the beating from the cane i got from my parents
till to this day. I always hated her after that. But luck has it we
moved out to a newer house in the same neighbourhood and i never
saw her a while till recently. She had become old and cant
recognise me when we passed each other once in the nieghbourhood
supermarket.
