We arrived at WTC that evening and checked into our cabin on Deck 9. The ship’s room service soon came to our room with a sofa bed to be extended alongside the queen size bed to accommodate a 3rd person for the stay. The room was rather compact; the beds were laid almost together. Though small, the room however does have a balcony that would provide fabulous view when sailing. We started to unpack our stuff after the crews left and i was already thrilled with anticipation, visualizing the ‘1 King with 2 Queens” arrangement.
We had a pretty sumptuous dinner at the Chinese restaurant, then went for the theatre show at 830pm followed with gambling in the casino on the Baccarat table when the ship sails into International Waters. It was a rather good night for me as I made $16K within a short stint of 2 hours and had the pleasure of having my 2 lucky charms sitting next to me on either side cheering me on. Patsy was ecstatic, I could see from her sparkling eyes she was very much getting into the game, requesting me to allow her squeeze the cards and place the bets etc.
I then suggested adjourning to the Disco, which was quickly approved by my 2 charms. We ordered 1 bottle of Gordon Blu and an Henessy XO and drank like we did previously described in Zouk, although this time the dancing crowd was fewer onboard the ship. Halfway into the disco hours when we were already tipsy and floating high, the DJ slowed down the music and started playing ‘love’ sounds. My wife (quite drunk) quickly grabbed me to the dance floor, hugging, ‘raba-raba’ and romancing me on the dance floor under the influence of alcohol while little Kingston starts to ‘stand’ between us. After a few sounds, Winnie (my wife) told me, “hey dar, why don’t you invite Pat to dance, I think she would love to immerse herself into this romantic ambient”. I hardly got the chance to express my opinion as she was already leading me back to the table and suggesting to my sis-in-law to dance with me. Just before leaving to the dance floor, my wife requested we company her finished up the glass of liquor before we go, which we did without hesitation. My wife then went on to top-up the glasses as I led Patsy to the dance.
We started dancing with a decent distance apart and got closer as the tranquil sound led as along. I would turned my head constantly to check if my wife was looking (damn me!); only to find her quite busy getting herself intoxicated and laying back to have naps. Meanwhile Pat and I were quietly enjoying ourselves in each other’s arm, our bodies now connected and her settling into the dance with her chin on my shoulder. We were feeling the heat of each other’s cheek and the obvious little Kingston standing hard which Patsy knew from the close physical contact, all thanks to the effects from the liquor we had consumed, our bodies were warm. I started roaming Pat’s back when my back was facing the direction of my wife while I guessed she must had closed her eyes enjoying my touches. She made soft whisper to my ear, “ hey, this feeling is really great”. I reply shortly after, “hmmm... yes, lets enjoy em”. Then Patsy muttered,” I feel like wanting to fall in love again”, I didn’t reply her but responded with my palms gently squeezing her back acknowledged understanding her emotions.
Just then, the music ended and the DJ swaps back to the fast numbers. We changed our dancing posture, “Pat…” , I shouted out as she looked on… “Pat, lets get drunk tonight!”. She nodded with a smile as we increased our dance tempo getting in-syn with the music. Shortly after, my wife was awakened by the beats, she then joined us and we were raising our hands and legs, dancing like we owned the place.
Not long after, Patsy signaled us she would like to go toilet while I continued dancing with my wife. I saw Pat walking to our table, scribbled something then went out to the restroom. She rejoined us in awhile and we continued shaking our boogey. Minutes later, while taking a chance of a dance move, Patsy stuffed a piece of folded paper into my hand. I held it and observed her smiling away. At the back of my mind, I knew she must be up to something teasing! So I discreetly kept the paper into my pocket and carried on dancing. When I finally went to the restroom near the closing hour of the Disco, I took out the paper and it reads:
“I have an outrage desire to ‘hold’ your little TAP tonight… I am sure my sis won’t mind, would you?” ... haha
die la… how to handle a ‘demand’ like that, knowing my wife would be there with us. Sigh...
I went back to our table pondering ‘strategically’, nothing rings in my mind; therefore I had no choice but to resort to the most conventional method of using liquor which was already available. Getting my wife totally drunk and minimizing her knowledge when the intoxication kicks-in was my safest option left (of course I would rather have them sober and both of them sleep tarma with me la! but I knew its fat hopes, so I went along with my common sense). I looked at my watch and I was left with something like 30 mins before the club would close. I then made quick progressive request to bottoms up the glasses immediately when they were filled every time. We finished the remaining ½ XO and ¼ Gordon blu within the short span. My sis-in-law would on occasions took my glass and helped with my rounds, finding a chance she whispered to my ear, “I don’t want you drunk tonight!” then looked at me with a most seductive CFM grin. My heart uncontrollably started pounding! Both my wife and sis-in-law were already in the state of needing to crawl when we left the Disco. We struggled along the way to our cabin, sometimes holding the passageway’s rails, sometime stumbling and falling as we hugged to help each other on. We giggled with drunken chats and laughters along the way, and were glad to see ourselves back to our cabin.
As we closed the cabin door behind us after entering, there was this moment of hesitation not knowing what to do (not used to 3 of us alone in a room). I quickly took the initiative to first walked myself to the bed as though I was a goner and plunged myself face-down to the middle of the joint beds while my wife took the right side and Patsy the left, nearest to the balcony. Patsy was extremely tipsy I guess, as she stumbled and fell just walking that additional few steps to her bed, I heard them laughing with rejoices and as for me, my face grinned a little with my eyes closed (very high liao) and my mind vastly happy with thoughts that I owned both of them; at least for that moment, like a successful man!
My wife was first to the toilet to wash up and change. While she was inside the toilet, Patsy came close to my ear, then checked “hey handsome, you drunk arh… don’t pretend ok” then pinched me on my hand. I then extend a lazy hand over to wrap her waist while my eyes opened quite simultaneously and then gave her a cheeky smile. “yeeeee…” she said in soft voice. “ your eyes and smile looks so lusty” then panted lightly, “don’t think so much ok, I was only teasing you in the disco… don’t expect anything from me tonight… hehe” she follow on saying then giggled as she reinstated my hand’s position for fear my wife might be out anytime. My face expressed frown disappointment. On seeing that, she gave me a teasing wink and said, “not that you cant have, maybe in your dreams tonight, you can have all you want!” then she laughed while I blushed with a ‘L-L’ look.
After my wife came out from the toilet, Pat went in. My wife then shook me, “hey, your turn next, change then sleep ok… weiiii, get up!”. I sat up slow and unwillingly as my wife yawned and said, ”cannot take it, the kick is coming again, I gonna sleep first” then quickly tucked herself into bed. I went on to prepare my pajamas and deliberately not bringing my undie. I could smell Pat’s great body scent and the smell of her hair when she was out. From the yellowish toilet light, I could see Patsy in white baggy singlet without bra (as usual) and a translucent pinkish pajama pant with dark colour pantie underneath. Because the passage was quite narrow, we have to brush passed each other when I make my way to the toilet. Patsy looked freshen up and was gorgeous with her natural beauty after removing the light make-ups. Her face was steamy red (from liquor) and her eyes sparkling white with a thin layer of wetness. She softly spanked my butt as we brushed passed and smiled teasingly.
I had a ‘fast leg fast hand’ (sbf jargon leh) hot shower then proceeded to brush my teeth and changed into my 2 piece pajamas without my brief. Patsy was no where at sight when I was out from the toilet, the lights already off, only the dressing table dimmer was on. Then I saw wind blowing into the curtain that conceals the sliding glass door leading to the balcony, Patsy must be there I thought instinctively. I closed the toilet door gently, not wanting to wake my wife whom was deep in her sleep at this point and walked to the balcony. My sister-in-law was puffing smoke high out into the sky, deeply in thoughts when I enter the balcony. She noticed me and gave me a facial gesture of welcome, making me sensed she was feeling very comfortable and relaxed while the ship sails, enjoying soft sea breeze and taking in deep breathe regularly from a fabulous backdrop of a beautiful, quiet, still and peaceful Ocean, with only glittering lights from far distance, we stood. Patsy leaned forward to rest her chin on the rails, keeping silence.
The sight of her body tilting forward was stimulating and with my mind gearing into fantasy thoughts, Little Kingston started rising. It must had been the easiest of all ‘wake-ups’ for little Kingston as there was no undie and the pajama material was baggy. The ‘tentage’ was obvious as my meat stood pointing straight at 90 degree. Patsy sighted my misery when my body moved awkwardly trying to hide the view, she smiled with her chin resting on the rails, her eyes dreamy, her lips ajar. There was no conversation throughout and when she was done with her cigarette and walking pass me to the room, I swiftly grabbed her (her back facing me), pressing my body against hers on the balcony rail. With her firm tummy leaning on the rails (we are both quite tall, she is 170 and me 181cm), my rock hard penis found its way to rest comfortably between Patsy’s butt crack line. As our pajamas were relatively thin material, the physical connection could be felt very vividly, as there was heat and warm coming from the focused spot where we connected. I moved that area uncontrollably, wanting to feel Patsy’s butt. I wrapped my right hand just above her pantie area while my lower body pressed with more purpose. (pardon me, honestly i was in a state beyond mind ) She struggle a bit initially but succumbed to my persistence and started to move her butt applying some strength later to accommodate the pleasure I needed from her firm perky butt.
After a few ‘molesting rubs’ of my penis against Patsy’s butt, she suddenly turned and dig into little Kingston to grab ‘him by his neck’ (shaft), then pull it forcefully (ouch!) leading the whole body to the corner where the opening of the sliding door was. Patsy had intelligently gone to the position that would provide her with sufficient view between the sliding door gap for her to have view over my wife. It was there and only then that she uttered, ”be quick, get it out, silly you its unwise and dangerous to do anything more, you are really terrible la” she made soft laughters and then started PCC on me with a hard squeeze on little Kingston’s shaft first, then using her warm palm she wrap my dick head briefly before proceeding to applying gentle strokes on my shaft. I moaned with pleasure, “Pat, but I..want” I muttered. “Not here silly, not tonight” she giggled along. Then quicken her strokes while staring at me with enviously teasing smile. “but I know you want too, I could sense it” I said. “hmmm..it’s okay silly, let's settle you first, I can use the toilet later, its safer” she replies reluctantly while still smiling. I then made a swift and surprise move of my hand under her pantie to confirm I was right. She spread her legs slightly on reflexes, jerking gently when my fingers came into contact with her clit, she was soaking wet with secretion I could feel. She then retrieved my hand in a equally swift move, “NOPE!” Patsy insisted; then increased the pumping tempo on my steep Kingston finishing me with PCC for the night. Patsy then rapidly excused herself to the toilet, cheekily grinning and reminding me, “get tissue, clean up, I gotta go…hmmm..” followed with a teasing wink of her right eye.
At this juncture, I knew sexual intercourse with my Sister-in-Law was a sure thing, its a matter when and where!!?
After that trip, my sister-in-law and I got even closer; both of us would play and/or talked no longer having reservation. She would call me almost every other day, often during office hours to tease, joke or just catch up with me. She would remind me to be faithful to her sister and shouldn’t be thinking of other girls and joked if ever I really wanted to think of other girl, she would rather I think of her instead… hahaha
Patsy later found a marketing job with a funds management company in Shenton area and was to commence her training on financial instruments. We would meet up on several occasions after work, sometimes with and sometimes without my wife’s presence. But nothing ‘ultimately extra’ happened; we did hug, did some frenching and holding of hands in my car whenever our desire overwhelmed us. Honestly, I really did missed my sis-in-law at times and I knew she misses me too, jialat!
We also did went onboard Star Virgo for another 2 trips and had additional room for Patsy deducting 180 points each time from my member’s point (points are attained from member’s bets/stake and time/number of games spent on the gambling tables), Pat and I had limited chance of being together as my wife was mostly with us while onboard. But nonetheless, I enjoyed the trips as I had both of them by my sides.
The breakthrough came when Patsy joined us for her 4th trip (me and my wife so regular we lost count liao) to Star Virgo. This time she urges that we allow her to bring a female colleague that could keep her company in the cabin at night when she goes to sleep. So my wife booked 2 rooms for 4 persons for that voyage.
Fortunately or not, that Friday morning before the trip, my wife woke up with a fever, was an upper respiratory throat infection or URTI in short; an acute illness actually. I brought her to our family clinic, got some medication and an MC for my wife to rest at home. As we would usually have our luggage ready on the night before the trip and would leave for WTC straight from work on Friday. My wife suggested I bring my luggage along and she would take a taxi to join us that evening at WTC; I agreed then took our luggages and left for work. Mid-afternoon, my wife called to inform me that she would rather be home to recuperate and since there is Patsy colleague going, my wife said it wouldn’t be nice to disappoint her. Moreover, Star Cruise would still deduct full points for last minute cancellation, therefore, my wife suggested we should just go ahead and she will take the chance to rest and sleep at home. She said she will call my sis-in-law to inform her to take care of me.
At around 4pm Patsy called my mobile:
Pat: “hey, you sure we can leave Winnie alone?”
Me: “it’s just throat infection and I think it was due to exhaustion from work that leads to weak body resistance. She’ll be fine after some sleeps”
Pat: “oh ok, so we still proceed for the trip?”
Me: “hmmm… yup, ok… but…” – suddenly this thought struck me
Pat: “yes?”
Me: “just this moment I have this thought… arhh… it would be good, the new colleague of yours also fall sick” hahaha I laughed aloud
Pat: “you idiot, I knew you would think of that” she said with soft giggling, “you animal !!.. I see what I can do lah… see you 6.30pm at World Trade then”
We then hung up.
I reached WTC at around 6.20pm and was eagerly waiting for Patsy at the ground floor. At 6.35pm Patsy came, I could see her from a distant as she was outstanding amongst the crowd she was walking with.
She was wearing (the fashion trend then) only a purple bra with a black coat, revealing 80% of her flawless skin body, tight and firm tummy, sweet belly button, sexy shoulder Bone and almost perfect boobs pushed up by the emphasizing purple bra. Her satin pants was skin-tight in light purple, covering her bottom half from her gorgeous 24” waist to her perky 35” butt down to the slender firm legs, and a pair of 2” black leather high heel shoe. I don’t think she was wearing any undie as later when she bent down (later at the check-in counter) I found no sign of any even though the pants she worn was very tight, and easy to trace the pantie’s outlines.
Nose Bleed liao laaa!!
Patsy was walking towards my direction dragging a trolley bag just those she used for work during her SQ days. My mind somehow would worked like a cam-recorder at that time… recording and replaying her amazing and sexy model-like walk in slow motion.
Patsy greeted me with her sweet and elegant smile when she reached me (I was all-joy that there was no sight of her colleague with her, evil me! haha we then proceeded up the escalator to the Cruise check-in counter. We skipped the queue and went straight to the VIP counter to do our check-in (for gold and above) and it was there that Patsy bended down to her bag to retrieve her passport. At the counter, out of itchy-mouth, I asked the customer service if there was any VIP suite available while Patsy called my wife to inform we are checking-in. To my surprise, VIP suits were still available and I would need to pay 500 points if I choose to upgrade. I instructed the staff, “change it” with a smile. I then spoke to my wife briefly on Pat’s phone to ascertain that she was fine and lied to her that I was doing a check-in for ‘3 of us’. After hanging up, I took the trip cards for 2 rooms (1 VIP and 1 balcony) and boarded the vessel.
On our way, some 5mins walk from the check-in counter to the ship. My sis-in-law teased me for being playful, cunning and quick to architect the changes. “You are a dangerous man, aren’t you!?” she said teasingly. I then responded, “that makes us a pair isn’t it, hahaha… how did you turn down your colleague har, may I know?”. “just tell her the truth” she said laughing. “W-ha..t?” I said looking puzzled. “scare right! Idiot you!… hehehe… I told her cancelled la, what to do… apologized to her and say buy her meal another day lor” Pat explained then we both giggled with guilt.
“I thought you’ll be left alone if she was to come” she said while still giggling
“you wouldn’t enjoy the trip with her around, right? She might ruin your plans to hunt me like a prey in this ship, right? Hah,.. hah? Right,.. right a not?” she said, seeking answers with cheeky short giggles and few slap on my arm.
I blushed and was speechless; but at the back of my mind… nabzz, Tonight then you know!
We went to our rooms at Deck 10, Patsy was first to reached her balcony cabin and just as she was to insert her entry card to the door, I suggested to her why not take a look at the suite I got for myself first. She agreed and followed. The VIP suite was located at the extreme end of the ship, the design comes with very posh interior; mostly polished wooden decors, divided into 2 sections; the cabin was fully carpeted; the bar counter is first to receive you, then a small dining area, follow by the lounge area that has furry long couches complete with TV and accessories, next is the ocean viewing balcony. Dividing the suite into 2 sections is a full height 4 panel chestnut sliding door, upon opening them, you will find a huge king size bed surrounded by grand looking curtains, a stylish and well-designed dressing table and next to it an elegant shower area enclosed by full paneled transparent glass and a 6 feet long Jacuzzi that oversees the ocean. Shiok la!
My sister-in-law said, “wow, this is so grand, so cozy, so comfortable! Weii… not fair, I want to stay here! You take my room leh… or.. or okay… you sleep on the couch!” she insisted. I smiled cheekily,” whatever my dear, so long you enjoy the trip!” as she blushed over her silly request. “so you wanna unpack your stuff first?” I suggested, giving her no chance to contemplate further. She nodded with a smile. I then sat at the lounge, switching on the TV while Patsy unpack in the bedroom. I called reservation for a table at the Chinese restaurant, then went into the bedroom area to check if Patsy is done. She was with a cigarette lighted, arranging her cosmetics at the dressing table. She saw me entering, I then told her I had reserved a table for dinner and she replied me, “chinese food tonight, great I am hungry already!” then asked me quickly unpack my luggage.
As I was transferring my items from the luggage to the posh ramin wood wardrobe which incidentally was a sharing cabinet for both of us, I could see all of Patsy’s dress, pants neatly arranged and hung in a row. Her lingerie of red and black g-string, red and orange bra properly stacked. And at the top of the stack I spotted a colorful small paper box of about 3” X 3”, I narrow in my view and was stunned to find a…. 12 pieces CONDOM!
It’s only normal that I grinned at the detection, thinking Patsy is so cute and lovely for being so uniquely considerate. But I must maintain though, and emphasize again that my sis-in-law was never a ‘loose’ or ‘easy’ lady, that I am very certain. She is definitely arrogant and a real stuck-up kind when it comes to strangers. Frankly, I think she did this funny ‘concern’ acts because she likes me a lot laa… we clicked well, with good chemistry and many a times telepathic. Just my undeserved fortune la! Thank god!
So I asked, “am I seeing right? What is this condom doing here?” I pretended to query with serious voice, as I walked to her.
Patsy stood silent for a moment, then answered, ”yah, I was told you are an animal, just in case things goes out of control to contain this ‘animal’ I thought I had better be protected!” she turned her head to my direction, stared hard into my eyes in an attempt to conceal her anxiety.
Follow-on saying, “anyway it was left behind by “pilot”, expiring soon!” she now laughed; we then laughed together.
I then left the bedroom and waited at the lounge for Patsy to change.
It took Patsy no more than 5mins, switching her black coat with a matching translucent light purple long sleeve blouse, leaving top-most 2 push buttons unfastened, bundled her hair and was out from the bedroom. “Nice?” she asked with childish smiles. “wooo, you have them all! Hmmm… but Kingston would rather his girlfriend keeps the best view only for him” I said while looking into her tits with pretentious fierce look. “orh…” she muttered, playing along with my request just like an obedient girlfriend. She then fasten up the 2nd button, looked up at me, grinned and held my left arm with both hands, “okie, I’m ready, let’s go!” smiling.
Walau, the feeling so darn ‘song’ arh… girlfriend feel!
We had a pretty sumptuous dinner at the Chinese restaurant, then went for the theatre show at 830pm followed with gambling in the casino on the Baccarat table when the ship sails into International Waters. It was a rather good night for me as I made $16K within a short stint of 2 hours and had the pleasure of having my 2 lucky charms sitting next to me on either side cheering me on. Patsy was ecstatic, I could see from her sparkling eyes she was very much getting into the game, requesting me to allow her squeeze the cards and place the bets etc.
I then suggested adjourning to the Disco, which was quickly approved by my 2 charms. We ordered 1 bottle of Gordon Blu and an Henessy XO and drank like we did previously described in Zouk, although this time the dancing crowd was fewer onboard the ship. Halfway into the disco hours when we were already tipsy and floating high, the DJ slowed down the music and started playing ‘love’ sounds. My wife (quite drunk) quickly grabbed me to the dance floor, hugging, ‘raba-raba’ and romancing me on the dance floor under the influence of alcohol while little Kingston starts to ‘stand’ between us. After a few sounds, Winnie (my wife) told me, “hey dar, why don’t you invite Pat to dance, I think she would love to immerse herself into this romantic ambient”. I hardly got the chance to express my opinion as she was already leading me back to the table and suggesting to my sis-in-law to dance with me. Just before leaving to the dance floor, my wife requested we company her finished up the glass of liquor before we go, which we did without hesitation. My wife then went on to top-up the glasses as I led Patsy to the dance.
We started dancing with a decent distance apart and got closer as the tranquil sound led as along. I would turned my head constantly to check if my wife was looking (damn me!); only to find her quite busy getting herself intoxicated and laying back to have naps. Meanwhile Pat and I were quietly enjoying ourselves in each other’s arm, our bodies now connected and her settling into the dance with her chin on my shoulder. We were feeling the heat of each other’s cheek and the obvious little Kingston standing hard which Patsy knew from the close physical contact, all thanks to the effects from the liquor we had consumed, our bodies were warm. I started roaming Pat’s back when my back was facing the direction of my wife while I guessed she must had closed her eyes enjoying my touches. She made soft whisper to my ear, “ hey, this feeling is really great”. I reply shortly after, “hmmm... yes, lets enjoy em”. Then Patsy muttered,” I feel like wanting to fall in love again”, I didn’t reply her but responded with my palms gently squeezing her back acknowledged understanding her emotions.
Just then, the music ended and the DJ swaps back to the fast numbers. We changed our dancing posture, “Pat…” , I shouted out as she looked on… “Pat, lets get drunk tonight!”. She nodded with a smile as we increased our dance tempo getting in-syn with the music. Shortly after, my wife was awakened by the beats, she then joined us and we were raising our hands and legs, dancing like we owned the place.
Not long after, Patsy signaled us she would like to go toilet while I continued dancing with my wife. I saw Pat walking to our table, scribbled something then went out to the restroom. She rejoined us in awhile and we continued shaking our boogey. Minutes later, while taking a chance of a dance move, Patsy stuffed a piece of folded paper into my hand. I held it and observed her smiling away. At the back of my mind, I knew she must be up to something teasing! So I discreetly kept the paper into my pocket and carried on dancing. When I finally went to the restroom near the closing hour of the Disco, I took out the paper and it reads:
“I have an outrage desire to ‘hold’ your little TAP tonight… I am sure my sis won’t mind, would you?” ... haha
die la… how to handle a ‘demand’ like that, knowing my wife would be there with us. Sigh...
I went back to our table pondering ‘strategically’, nothing rings in my mind; therefore I had no choice but to resort to the most conventional method of using liquor which was already available. Getting my wife totally drunk and minimizing her knowledge when the intoxication kicks-in was my safest option left (of course I would rather have them sober and both of them sleep tarma with me la! but I knew its fat hopes, so I went along with my common sense). I looked at my watch and I was left with something like 30 mins before the club would close. I then made quick progressive request to bottoms up the glasses immediately when they were filled every time. We finished the remaining ½ XO and ¼ Gordon blu within the short span. My sis-in-law would on occasions took my glass and helped with my rounds, finding a chance she whispered to my ear, “I don’t want you drunk tonight!” then looked at me with a most seductive CFM grin. My heart uncontrollably started pounding! Both my wife and sis-in-law were already in the state of needing to crawl when we left the Disco. We struggled along the way to our cabin, sometimes holding the passageway’s rails, sometime stumbling and falling as we hugged to help each other on. We giggled with drunken chats and laughters along the way, and were glad to see ourselves back to our cabin.
As we closed the cabin door behind us after entering, there was this moment of hesitation not knowing what to do (not used to 3 of us alone in a room). I quickly took the initiative to first walked myself to the bed as though I was a goner and plunged myself face-down to the middle of the joint beds while my wife took the right side and Patsy the left, nearest to the balcony. Patsy was extremely tipsy I guess, as she stumbled and fell just walking that additional few steps to her bed, I heard them laughing with rejoices and as for me, my face grinned a little with my eyes closed (very high liao) and my mind vastly happy with thoughts that I owned both of them; at least for that moment, like a successful man!
My wife was first to the toilet to wash up and change. While she was inside the toilet, Patsy came close to my ear, then checked “hey handsome, you drunk arh… don’t pretend ok” then pinched me on my hand. I then extend a lazy hand over to wrap her waist while my eyes opened quite simultaneously and then gave her a cheeky smile. “yeeeee…” she said in soft voice. “ your eyes and smile looks so lusty” then panted lightly, “don’t think so much ok, I was only teasing you in the disco… don’t expect anything from me tonight… hehe” she follow on saying then giggled as she reinstated my hand’s position for fear my wife might be out anytime. My face expressed frown disappointment. On seeing that, she gave me a teasing wink and said, “not that you cant have, maybe in your dreams tonight, you can have all you want!” then she laughed while I blushed with a ‘L-L’ look.
After my wife came out from the toilet, Pat went in. My wife then shook me, “hey, your turn next, change then sleep ok… weiiii, get up!”. I sat up slow and unwillingly as my wife yawned and said, ”cannot take it, the kick is coming again, I gonna sleep first” then quickly tucked herself into bed. I went on to prepare my pajamas and deliberately not bringing my undie. I could smell Pat’s great body scent and the smell of her hair when she was out. From the yellowish toilet light, I could see Patsy in white baggy singlet without bra (as usual) and a translucent pinkish pajama pant with dark colour pantie underneath. Because the passage was quite narrow, we have to brush passed each other when I make my way to the toilet. Patsy looked freshen up and was gorgeous with her natural beauty after removing the light make-ups. Her face was steamy red (from liquor) and her eyes sparkling white with a thin layer of wetness. She softly spanked my butt as we brushed passed and smiled teasingly.
I had a ‘fast leg fast hand’ (sbf jargon leh) hot shower then proceeded to brush my teeth and changed into my 2 piece pajamas without my brief. Patsy was no where at sight when I was out from the toilet, the lights already off, only the dressing table dimmer was on. Then I saw wind blowing into the curtain that conceals the sliding glass door leading to the balcony, Patsy must be there I thought instinctively. I closed the toilet door gently, not wanting to wake my wife whom was deep in her sleep at this point and walked to the balcony. My sister-in-law was puffing smoke high out into the sky, deeply in thoughts when I enter the balcony. She noticed me and gave me a facial gesture of welcome, making me sensed she was feeling very comfortable and relaxed while the ship sails, enjoying soft sea breeze and taking in deep breathe regularly from a fabulous backdrop of a beautiful, quiet, still and peaceful Ocean, with only glittering lights from far distance, we stood. Patsy leaned forward to rest her chin on the rails, keeping silence.
The sight of her body tilting forward was stimulating and with my mind gearing into fantasy thoughts, Little Kingston started rising. It must had been the easiest of all ‘wake-ups’ for little Kingston as there was no undie and the pajama material was baggy. The ‘tentage’ was obvious as my meat stood pointing straight at 90 degree. Patsy sighted my misery when my body moved awkwardly trying to hide the view, she smiled with her chin resting on the rails, her eyes dreamy, her lips ajar. There was no conversation throughout and when she was done with her cigarette and walking pass me to the room, I swiftly grabbed her (her back facing me), pressing my body against hers on the balcony rail. With her firm tummy leaning on the rails (we are both quite tall, she is 170 and me 181cm), my rock hard penis found its way to rest comfortably between Patsy’s butt crack line. As our pajamas were relatively thin material, the physical connection could be felt very vividly, as there was heat and warm coming from the focused spot where we connected. I moved that area uncontrollably, wanting to feel Patsy’s butt. I wrapped my right hand just above her pantie area while my lower body pressed with more purpose. (pardon me, honestly i was in a state beyond mind ) She struggle a bit initially but succumbed to my persistence and started to move her butt applying some strength later to accommodate the pleasure I needed from her firm perky butt.
After a few ‘molesting rubs’ of my penis against Patsy’s butt, she suddenly turned and dig into little Kingston to grab ‘him by his neck’ (shaft), then pull it forcefully (ouch!) leading the whole body to the corner where the opening of the sliding door was. Patsy had intelligently gone to the position that would provide her with sufficient view between the sliding door gap for her to have view over my wife. It was there and only then that she uttered, ”be quick, get it out, silly you its unwise and dangerous to do anything more, you are really terrible la” she made soft laughters and then started PCC on me with a hard squeeze on little Kingston’s shaft first, then using her warm palm she wrap my dick head briefly before proceeding to applying gentle strokes on my shaft. I moaned with pleasure, “Pat, but I..want” I muttered. “Not here silly, not tonight” she giggled along. Then quicken her strokes while staring at me with enviously teasing smile. “but I know you want too, I could sense it” I said. “hmmm..it’s okay silly, let's settle you first, I can use the toilet later, its safer” she replies reluctantly while still smiling. I then made a swift and surprise move of my hand under her pantie to confirm I was right. She spread her legs slightly on reflexes, jerking gently when my fingers came into contact with her clit, she was soaking wet with secretion I could feel. She then retrieved my hand in a equally swift move, “NOPE!” Patsy insisted; then increased the pumping tempo on my steep Kingston finishing me with PCC for the night. Patsy then rapidly excused herself to the toilet, cheekily grinning and reminding me, “get tissue, clean up, I gotta go…hmmm..” followed with a teasing wink of her right eye.
At this juncture, I knew sexual intercourse with my Sister-in-Law was a sure thing, its a matter when and where!!?
After that trip, my sister-in-law and I got even closer; both of us would play and/or talked no longer having reservation. She would call me almost every other day, often during office hours to tease, joke or just catch up with me. She would remind me to be faithful to her sister and shouldn’t be thinking of other girls and joked if ever I really wanted to think of other girl, she would rather I think of her instead… hahaha
Patsy later found a marketing job with a funds management company in Shenton area and was to commence her training on financial instruments. We would meet up on several occasions after work, sometimes with and sometimes without my wife’s presence. But nothing ‘ultimately extra’ happened; we did hug, did some frenching and holding of hands in my car whenever our desire overwhelmed us. Honestly, I really did missed my sis-in-law at times and I knew she misses me too, jialat!
We also did went onboard Star Virgo for another 2 trips and had additional room for Patsy deducting 180 points each time from my member’s point (points are attained from member’s bets/stake and time/number of games spent on the gambling tables), Pat and I had limited chance of being together as my wife was mostly with us while onboard. But nonetheless, I enjoyed the trips as I had both of them by my sides.
The breakthrough came when Patsy joined us for her 4th trip (me and my wife so regular we lost count liao) to Star Virgo. This time she urges that we allow her to bring a female colleague that could keep her company in the cabin at night when she goes to sleep. So my wife booked 2 rooms for 4 persons for that voyage.
Fortunately or not, that Friday morning before the trip, my wife woke up with a fever, was an upper respiratory throat infection or URTI in short; an acute illness actually. I brought her to our family clinic, got some medication and an MC for my wife to rest at home. As we would usually have our luggage ready on the night before the trip and would leave for WTC straight from work on Friday. My wife suggested I bring my luggage along and she would take a taxi to join us that evening at WTC; I agreed then took our luggages and left for work. Mid-afternoon, my wife called to inform me that she would rather be home to recuperate and since there is Patsy colleague going, my wife said it wouldn’t be nice to disappoint her. Moreover, Star Cruise would still deduct full points for last minute cancellation, therefore, my wife suggested we should just go ahead and she will take the chance to rest and sleep at home. She said she will call my sis-in-law to inform her to take care of me.
At around 4pm Patsy called my mobile:
Pat: “hey, you sure we can leave Winnie alone?”
Me: “it’s just throat infection and I think it was due to exhaustion from work that leads to weak body resistance. She’ll be fine after some sleeps”
Pat: “oh ok, so we still proceed for the trip?”
Me: “hmmm… yup, ok… but…” – suddenly this thought struck me
Pat: “yes?”
Me: “just this moment I have this thought… arhh… it would be good, the new colleague of yours also fall sick” hahaha I laughed aloud
Pat: “you idiot, I knew you would think of that” she said with soft giggling, “you animal !!.. I see what I can do lah… see you 6.30pm at World Trade then”
We then hung up.
I reached WTC at around 6.20pm and was eagerly waiting for Patsy at the ground floor. At 6.35pm Patsy came, I could see her from a distant as she was outstanding amongst the crowd she was walking with.
She was wearing (the fashion trend then) only a purple bra with a black coat, revealing 80% of her flawless skin body, tight and firm tummy, sweet belly button, sexy shoulder Bone and almost perfect boobs pushed up by the emphasizing purple bra. Her satin pants was skin-tight in light purple, covering her bottom half from her gorgeous 24” waist to her perky 35” butt down to the slender firm legs, and a pair of 2” black leather high heel shoe. I don’t think she was wearing any undie as later when she bent down (later at the check-in counter) I found no sign of any even though the pants she worn was very tight, and easy to trace the pantie’s outlines.
Nose Bleed liao laaa!!
Patsy was walking towards my direction dragging a trolley bag just those she used for work during her SQ days. My mind somehow would worked like a cam-recorder at that time… recording and replaying her amazing and sexy model-like walk in slow motion.
Patsy greeted me with her sweet and elegant smile when she reached me (I was all-joy that there was no sight of her colleague with her, evil me! haha we then proceeded up the escalator to the Cruise check-in counter. We skipped the queue and went straight to the VIP counter to do our check-in (for gold and above) and it was there that Patsy bended down to her bag to retrieve her passport. At the counter, out of itchy-mouth, I asked the customer service if there was any VIP suite available while Patsy called my wife to inform we are checking-in. To my surprise, VIP suits were still available and I would need to pay 500 points if I choose to upgrade. I instructed the staff, “change it” with a smile. I then spoke to my wife briefly on Pat’s phone to ascertain that she was fine and lied to her that I was doing a check-in for ‘3 of us’. After hanging up, I took the trip cards for 2 rooms (1 VIP and 1 balcony) and boarded the vessel.
On our way, some 5mins walk from the check-in counter to the ship. My sis-in-law teased me for being playful, cunning and quick to architect the changes. “You are a dangerous man, aren’t you!?” she said teasingly. I then responded, “that makes us a pair isn’t it, hahaha… how did you turn down your colleague har, may I know?”. “just tell her the truth” she said laughing. “W-ha..t?” I said looking puzzled. “scare right! Idiot you!… hehehe… I told her cancelled la, what to do… apologized to her and say buy her meal another day lor” Pat explained then we both giggled with guilt.
“I thought you’ll be left alone if she was to come” she said while still giggling
“you wouldn’t enjoy the trip with her around, right? She might ruin your plans to hunt me like a prey in this ship, right? Hah,.. hah? Right,.. right a not?” she said, seeking answers with cheeky short giggles and few slap on my arm.
I blushed and was speechless; but at the back of my mind… nabzz, Tonight then you know!
We went to our rooms at Deck 10, Patsy was first to reached her balcony cabin and just as she was to insert her entry card to the door, I suggested to her why not take a look at the suite I got for myself first. She agreed and followed. The VIP suite was located at the extreme end of the ship, the design comes with very posh interior; mostly polished wooden decors, divided into 2 sections; the cabin was fully carpeted; the bar counter is first to receive you, then a small dining area, follow by the lounge area that has furry long couches complete with TV and accessories, next is the ocean viewing balcony. Dividing the suite into 2 sections is a full height 4 panel chestnut sliding door, upon opening them, you will find a huge king size bed surrounded by grand looking curtains, a stylish and well-designed dressing table and next to it an elegant shower area enclosed by full paneled transparent glass and a 6 feet long Jacuzzi that oversees the ocean. Shiok la!
My sister-in-law said, “wow, this is so grand, so cozy, so comfortable! Weii… not fair, I want to stay here! You take my room leh… or.. or okay… you sleep on the couch!” she insisted. I smiled cheekily,” whatever my dear, so long you enjoy the trip!” as she blushed over her silly request. “so you wanna unpack your stuff first?” I suggested, giving her no chance to contemplate further. She nodded with a smile. I then sat at the lounge, switching on the TV while Patsy unpack in the bedroom. I called reservation for a table at the Chinese restaurant, then went into the bedroom area to check if Patsy is done. She was with a cigarette lighted, arranging her cosmetics at the dressing table. She saw me entering, I then told her I had reserved a table for dinner and she replied me, “chinese food tonight, great I am hungry already!” then asked me quickly unpack my luggage.
As I was transferring my items from the luggage to the posh ramin wood wardrobe which incidentally was a sharing cabinet for both of us, I could see all of Patsy’s dress, pants neatly arranged and hung in a row. Her lingerie of red and black g-string, red and orange bra properly stacked. And at the top of the stack I spotted a colorful small paper box of about 3” X 3”, I narrow in my view and was stunned to find a…. 12 pieces CONDOM!
It’s only normal that I grinned at the detection, thinking Patsy is so cute and lovely for being so uniquely considerate. But I must maintain though, and emphasize again that my sis-in-law was never a ‘loose’ or ‘easy’ lady, that I am very certain. She is definitely arrogant and a real stuck-up kind when it comes to strangers. Frankly, I think she did this funny ‘concern’ acts because she likes me a lot laa… we clicked well, with good chemistry and many a times telepathic. Just my undeserved fortune la! Thank god!
So I asked, “am I seeing right? What is this condom doing here?” I pretended to query with serious voice, as I walked to her.
Patsy stood silent for a moment, then answered, ”yah, I was told you are an animal, just in case things goes out of control to contain this ‘animal’ I thought I had better be protected!” she turned her head to my direction, stared hard into my eyes in an attempt to conceal her anxiety.
Follow-on saying, “anyway it was left behind by “pilot”, expiring soon!” she now laughed; we then laughed together.
I then left the bedroom and waited at the lounge for Patsy to change.
It took Patsy no more than 5mins, switching her black coat with a matching translucent light purple long sleeve blouse, leaving top-most 2 push buttons unfastened, bundled her hair and was out from the bedroom. “Nice?” she asked with childish smiles. “wooo, you have them all! Hmmm… but Kingston would rather his girlfriend keeps the best view only for him” I said while looking into her tits with pretentious fierce look. “orh…” she muttered, playing along with my request just like an obedient girlfriend. She then fasten up the 2nd button, looked up at me, grinned and held my left arm with both hands, “okie, I’m ready, let’s go!” smiling.
Walau, the feeling so darn ‘song’ arh… girlfriend feel!
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