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11-09-2013, 09:04 PM
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11-09-2013, 09:05 PM
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#291
11-09-2013, 11:00 PM
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=============================================== Everything I have requested was there. Not a single item was missing. This is what I call good service. I gave them a fat tip. I dimmed the light in the room, lit up the candles on the dining table at the balcony and waited for Faith to come out from the bathroom with a bouquet of 20 red roses hiding behind my back. I was very nervous. =============================================== A beautiful centerpiece made out of more red roses sitting gracefully in the middle of the table, which was dressed in thick white tablecloth. Red napkins wrapping up the forks, soap spoons and steak knives like a baby in swaddle was place neatly beside the metal cover; covering the food underneath it. A tall ice bucket standing by the table with an uncorked red wine chilling in it, scarfed with a white napkin. The table was completed with 3 artificial candles in 3 small sand blasted glasses. “Hmmm, what’s taking her so long,” and I walked over to the retractable panel and tried to peep through it. Faith was brushing her hair and adjusting her spaghetti straps. “Oh fuck, she could come out any minute now,” I thought and ran back to the imaginary spot drawn on the floor of the balcony. True enough, the door creaked as Faith opened it cautiously shortly after. She stuck out her head and looked around. There I was, standing at the balcony with my hands behind me, hiding the roses from her sight and tilted my head a little, smiling at her. She stepped out of the bathroom after assessing the surrounding and pranced towards me with her biting on her lower lip, trying to hide her excitement. With one arm stretched out to her, I held her hand and gave her a peck on the cheek, “Surprise,” I said softly and handed the bouquet to her. Like a kid presented with sweets she took over the roses and hugged me tightly. “You like the roses?” I asked while putting my hands on her waist. “Yes of course!” She replied while nodding her head, hugging me ever so tightly. “It has been a long time since I received a bouquet. Thank you baby,” she added and planted a big kiss on my lips. We kissed for a while and I brought her to her seat and adjusted the chair for her like a true gentlemen. “Let’s eat before they turn cold.” I said and opened up the covers placing them away. I was having baked salmon with cream sauce and I ordered a veal steak with applesauce for Faith, medium rare, just how she liked it. Sided with rock buns and lobster bisque. We started to dine with the orange stripes now near the horizon and the sky transforming into purplish shades towards us and then darkened into night behind, with a few bright stars twinkling. However, being romantic as hell, we could not really see our food. The sky was getting darker by the minute and the only light source was from the 3 pathetic artificial candles, programmed to mimic the flickering flame of an actual candle. “I can’t really see my food lei,” I said and looked at Faith who looked up, “Hahaha…same here!” We both laughed and left with no choice, I on the lights in the room. Well, at least it was not all bright at the balcony so to keep a certain essence of the romance. Well, makeshift romance versus being realistic, we have to go for the latter. The dinner went really well. We chatted, joked and laughed and chatted more. I felt even closer to Faith, closer to this pretty lady with a wonderful personality. There was a buffet going on by the pool below and the management was playing some slow music, which went well with the ambience I was trying so hard to create while both of us sipping on the wine. “Seriously, how did you manage to arrange all these in such short notice huh?” Faith suddenly asked. “Agoda lo. It has never failed me before and after that I called the hotel. I told them to help a husband-in-distress because I forgot about the anniversary with my wife and I need to hook up something last minute and they took it, hahaha. The guy attending to me was very helpful. Within minutes he got it settled.” I said with a smile. “Wa…wife ar. So they all think I’m your wife la.” “Hahaha…yes Mrs Patrick.” Faith looked away into the dark sky and her smile slowly faded away from her face. “Are you ok,” I asked. “Ya, I’m ok,” Faith answered with a forced smile and changed the topic. Something was going on in her mind and I could guess what it might be. I did not push further. I did not want to spoil the night with heavy topics. We lay back on the chair after finishing all the food. It was a great dinner. I poured us more wine and enjoyed the evening, looking at the big ships anchoring offshore, displaying their lightings on them as if competing. The moon was slowly creeping up behind the hill, shooting romantic luna rays through the trees. The water in the pool was still, a drastic contrast with the activities surrounding it. “Wanna go for a walk at the beach?” I asked Faith. “Ok. I’m so full now.” I refilled the glasses and we went down to the beach with the bottle in my hand, without our shoes. Passed by the barbeque buffet by the pool and straight to the beach, still sipping on the wine.
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#292
11-09-2013, 11:01 PM
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The beach was really dark by then and not many activities on it. We amble along the shoreline holding hands, enjoying the company of each other’s. Faith waded through the water while I tried to keep as dry as possible. She was kicking up the water at the same time. We just kept walking, chatting about everything in the world. I felt so comfortable with her. There was not a time when I needed to fake any responds or whatsoever. I was myself.
She let go of my hand and hiked up her dress so she could go deeper into the water. My brows rose when I had a quick glance at her panty when she hiked a little too high before settling at her mid thigh. She had a hungry butt, biting on the panty between her two fleshy ass cheeks. “Wa…I just saw your panty.” I said naughtily. Faith pulled up her dress till her waist; turned her head around and licked her lips seductively, displaying her whole butt to me. “Nice,” I commented and she went off. Making sure I was at a dry area I sat down and lit up. Gulping down the rest of the wine in my glass before refilling it again. I straightened my legs and leaned back, supporting my body by my elbow. It was very relaxing. The incident at Mr Ng’s had long left my mind. Faith was still playing in the water at her feet. Seeing her never-diminishing energy, it spurred me to stand on my feet and charged towards her like a bull and she ran when she saw me, screaming, yelling and laughing. I gave chase and yanked her up by her bum with my strong arms when I finally caught up to her before spinning around wildly. It was like a scene from a movie. No really, but it ended with exhaustion and giddiness. Running and spinning on sand is not for everyone. "Hey, you did not bring any extra clothes with you right? Come let's go get something for you," she said suddenly, getting up on her feet again. "Where?? It's ok la. I can go home in this." "No way," she exclaimed, pulling me up, “I think there’s a beachwear shop up ahead. Let’s go,” she whined. So I went with her, with the wine bottle and glasses still in my hands. Wavehouse - as the big wordings on the standalone building says. We went in and Faith chose a yellow beachwear berms and a black T-shirt to go along with the pair of white beach thongs she picked out. “Go try them,” she said, handling the items to me. I went in to put them all on like an obedient baby and modeled in them to Faith. She gave me a thumb up, spun me around pulling off the tags and made the payment. “Now my husband looks really good.” Faith said to the cashier and gave me a kiss on the lips. We left the store and made our way back to the hotel. Along the way, we were chatting and joking, gulping down the wine in our hands. When we realised wine from the glass was too slow, we drank it straight from the bottle. I could feel my blood heated up and I know Faith felt it as well. Her face was flushed with her intoxicated blood down to her neck and her upper chest. At the reception, we ordered another bottle to be brought up to our room and we went up. At the lift, I hugged Faith from behind and whispered, “Baby, can I see your butt again.” Feeling up her thighs and bikini line at the same time. I kept thinking back the teasing from her over the waters. “Later ok baby? There’s a camera. You can rub it if you want, hehehe,” Faith replied, pointing to the little black hemisphere stuck on the ceiling of the lift in the corner with a flashing red light. Listening to my options, I started giving Faith featherlike kisses on her neck and shoulders under her spaghetti straps. She was hugging my arms at her waist, tilting her head, giving me more space to pleasure her. I was pushing my groin into her butt with my cock growing below. “I want you now baby.” I said to her. Faith turned around placing her lips tantalisingly closed to mine and said, “I’ll give it to you later in the room ok? You got to be patient. I’ll let you do whatever you want in there.” She gave me a few wet kisses after rejecting my advancement. I was an animal on heat. A 20-metre corridor was too long of a journey to take to ease my horniness. I grabbed her hand and ran, taking off my shirt along the corridor and stripped off my berms after closing the door behind me in the room. I grabbed Faith, pulled her to me and said, “I want you now baby.” “Wait,” she whined and added, “Let’s get into the tub together? I’ll bathe you and show you something special.” “Something special? OK!” Nodding my head exhilaratingly. She picked out something from her bag and entered the bathroom. I could hear the water filling up the tub while I lit up in the balcony, waiting anxiously for my sea voyage with Faith, my sexy little mermaid. -To be continued Last edited by Thug; 12-09-2013 at 10:28 AM. Reason: Missing words
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#294
12-09-2013, 04:54 AM
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camping for more!!!!!
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12-09-2013, 05:11 PM
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#299
12-09-2013, 07:39 PM
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Has always trying to plant the idea of threesome with my wife twin sister...
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#300
12-09-2013, 07:50 PM
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