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I never thought I would be the kind of girl who would do something like this. I am 22, Singaporean, good girl from a good family you know the type. But then there was him. My boyfriend. The one who looked at me like I was the only girl in the world but still had this dark side that made my stomach flip. One night after too much wine and too many whispered fantasies he asked me the question that changed everything.
What if I watched you with another guy
I should have said no. I should have laughed it off. But the way he said it his voice rough his eyes dark with desire made me wet instantly. We talked about it for weeks. The rules. The boundaries. The what ifs. And then one night in a hotel near Orchard we made it real.
I chose him carefully. Someone older. Someone who knew what he was doing. Someone who would make my boyfriend ache with jealousy. The second the door clicked shut my boyfriend sat in the armchair in the corner his hands gripping the arms so tight his knuckles turned white. I could see the bulge in his pants already and it made me bold.
The other man did not waste time. His hands were on me the second I walked toward him his mouth crashing into mine like he owned me. I moaned into his kiss my body pressing against his and I could feel my boyfriend’s eyes on us. Burning. Hungry. The other man’s hands slid down to my ass squeezing hard before lifting me onto the bed. I glanced at my boyfriend once just once and saw the mix of lust and torment on his face. It made me even wetter.
Then the other man was inside me filling me up in a way that made my toes curl. I tried to stay quiet but a soft gasp escaped when he hit just the right spot. My boyfriend’s breath hitched I could hear it from across the room. The other man gripped my hips harder his thrusts deep and relentless and I could feel my orgasm building my body trembling. When I came it was with a choked cry my nails digging into the sheets. The other man followed soon after his breath hot against my neck as he finished.
Afterward I fixed my dress smoothed my hair and walked over to my boyfriend. He was hard as a rock his eyes dark with need. I straddled him right there in the chair my lips brushing his ear as I whispered Did you like watching me baby His hands were on me instantly his cock pressing against me as he groaned. We did not even make it back to our place before he was inside me fucking me rough and desperate like he needed to reclaim what was his.
Now We cannot stop. Every time we do it it gets hotter. More intense. More addictive. I never thought I would be this girl the one who gets off on being watched on pushing boundaries on the way my boyfriend looks at me after like he has never wanted me more. But here I am. And I do not think I will ever go back.
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