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np TS. gd to see u back.

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Bro all the best to U. U take care ya...

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After the whole episode, I really didn't feel going back to work. I knew what I am doing is wrong, but it felt really good. I closed my eyes, retracing the events of the day before, as if it happened an eternity ago:

I intentionally took sick leave, lied to my wife, left my son to his own devices for the day; just to check myself and the maid into a posh hotel so that I could make love to her - all day long! These were things that I would normally never do but I did it anyway; like a crazy schoolboy madly in love... All these, just to fuck my maid!

Wanda's story, no doubt it tugged at my heartstrings, brought out something primal in me; it fed my lust and made me want to conquer her. Somehow, I felt that by possessing her, by making her mine, I would now then free her from her past. But am I just making all these up? All these excuses, just because I want to have sex with Wanda?

I remember seeing her in the clothes that I bought her and how she made a deliberate effort to slowly peel off her pink top, tugging it, pulling it up her slim waist and when her hands reached where her underboobs were, she stopped; How she slowly and deliberately pulled down her shorts, exposing her cute girly panties - such a turn on!

My little head began to stir as I recalled how she danced around the room, teasing me and how I spread her legs and penetrated her in a swift stroke as if to redeem her from her ordeal of getting tongue-fucked by her so-called father and how the whole episode ended in a bath where I emptied my remaining semen onto Wanda.


Shaking my head, I got out of bed to check on my wife. I guess this is what they call "guilt". She was still sleeping. I touched her forehead and she stirred. She opened her eyes and greeted me, "Selamat pagi, Abang!"

I smiled at my sickly wife and used my hands to touch her once rosy cheeks. I moved forward to kiss her forehead.

"Why are you acting so strangely today?", she asked.

"Nothing, sayang" I croaked a reply. And I turned around to get ready for work.

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That day seem to be a turning point; I began to become more patient with my sick wife. Perhaps it was guilt that made me react this way but in a perverse way, it was all for the better – everybody seemed happier.

Wanda became the "big sister" to my son and the "younger sister" to my wife. Nothing to seem better for me. I did face some difficulties at my work place but it was nothing compared to coming back to a loving home.

Every night when I got home, Wanda would be waiting by the door, to fetch me my slippers and welcome me home. There was always dinner awaiting me and, if my wife were up to it, she would join us at the dinner table. My wife made it a point to let Wanda join us at the dinner table. To her, she was not just a maid but a part of the family. Sometimes I wish I could share just how much of a family Wanda is to us.

After dinner, Wanda and my son would help my wife back to her room and then proceed to study by his mother's side; by now, the study room that I converted into her "rest room", had become a mini hospital ward, complete with cable television so that she can watch her shows in comfort and doze off to sleep. There was a small study table so that my son could accompany his mother while doing his work. Once my wife and son were "settled in their respective positions", Wanda would excuse herself so that she could clean up the dining table and do the dishes.

Sometimes I wonder if he was there also because that was the only room that had the air-condition switched on 24/7?

Interestingly, I found my wife being "happier" and more "co-operative", more "accommodating" as if she were on some kind of "happy drug"?

That night, as mother and son were in the study room, I went into the kitchen where Wanda was washing the dishes. I slid my arms around her small waist and ventured upwards towards her under boobs and gave them a light lift.

Wanda giggled.

"Abang mau?" she asked meekly.

My other head sprang into action as I pressed myself closer against her young nubile body.

"Abang jahat! Wait Ah Boy and Ma'am come-see"

Throwing caution to the wind, I began to nibble her ear and lick her, arousing Wanda and I felt her shudder. "Abang," she whispered, "Jangan", she protested but I was living out my fantasy and could not be stopped so easily.

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Nice update TS, thanks!

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Before I could proceed further, I heard the door open. I stopped whatever I was doing and Wanda quickly adjusted her clothing.

My son had come out to remind me of the doctor’s appointment the next day and that nenek would come over to look after him while we were away at the doctor’s.

Wanda and I seem to have replied in unison. From the corner of my eye, I seemed to have noticed that she blushed. Whether it was because we nearly got caught or because we have seem to have developed some sort of telepathy - either way, I felt the way that she behaved was cute.

“There is one other thing, Dad,” my son stammered, “it’s getting hotter these days and my room feels very warm at night.” before I could I say anything, he continued, “And I can’t share rooms with you because you snore so loud. Can I sleep in Mum’s room?”

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Great story, I spent an hour reading everything lol!! Gonna camp here now

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The check-up went on smoothly; my wife's condition was "under control". Happy with the results, we had our tea break at staff canteen. While my wife and I sat at one of the tables overlooking the outdoor garden, Wanda went to get our drinks. My wife noted that the soya bean milk tasted different; some of these stall owners presume that they can get away with selling stale food/drinks, more so when a domestic worker or foreigner comes to place an order. I wanted to go to the stall and complain but Wanda quickly offered her own drink to my wife, choosing to get another herself. I protested but was silenced by both ladies; they told me not to make a big fuss over nothing. Seeing their like-mindedness, I gave in.

The car ride home ended far too soon. After Wanda helped my wife to the back seat, she practically fell asleep, leaving Wanda and I in front. We shot knowing glances all throughout the journey but I resisted touching my young maid because I was afraid that my wife would suddenly awaken. What then?

By the time we got home, my son was already home. My mother was in the kitchen cooking; a pleasant surprise was my father who tagged along. Sometimes I wonder if my parents coming over was overkill as my son was already in Primary Five and more than capable of taking care of himself. But then again, as grandparents, they will naturally worry for the safety of their grandchildren. Might as well also, because we will never know if there were any complications during the check-up - given my wife's illness, the hospital might decide to ward her for further observation.

Wanda settled my wife into the study room; allowing her to rest a bit, just before we had dinner together. My boy and I, in the meantime, helped my mother set the table. As I made my rounds between the dining table and the kitchen, I can't help but notice my father looking in the direction of Wanda, or wasn't he?

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Welcome back TS. Great to see you back at it again! ;)

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Thank you for your support Bro FuggingPartner!

Thank you for your support Bro Dondon26!

Your words are very encouraging cos I used to do the same - reading on hours end; we have many talented writers in this forum! Please do check out some of the other threads; they have me glued also! Heh heh!

Thank you for your support Bro zendra!

Sorry to have kept some of your waiting for continuation because there were some changes to the "internet laws" at my workplace; got transferred to another office, blah blah blah......... Hopefully I can sustain long enough to complete this story so that I can embark on the next? (Hint hint)

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During normal days, I would sit myself at the head of the table, flanked by Wanda and my wife on either side and my son would be seated next to Wanda so that she could “feed” him, e.g. de-shell prawns or de-bone fish, etc. With my parents’ arrival, the dynamics changed; you see, as my father was the “head” of our extended household, it was only proper that I “relinquish” my seat at the head of the table to him. This was our normal practice as my father was strict to follow traditions. But Wanda wasn’t aware of this arrangement and she took her normal seat which drew the ire of my mother. My mother swiftly “banished” Wanda to eat in the kitchen.

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“What right has the servant girl to eat at the same table as her employers?” Mother questioned.

Father raised his hand. I had expected him to rail at Wanda for her insolence. I remembered when we had first moved into our matrimonial home, Father and Mother had paid us a visit; my wife and I were “wrongly seated”. This made my father fly into a rage, “Bapa belum mati,” he bellowed and he stormed out of my home. He felt that I disrespected him to the extent that I wished him dead. I held my breath, if he were to explode this time around, how was I to defend Wanda? What happened next took all of us by surprise.

“Tidak apa,” he cooed, “Wanda is new to this household and she doesn’t know. It is ok. Moreover, she has to feed our Si Kecil. Let her sit at her normal place.”

Mother tried to say something in protest but Father cut her off mid-sentence, ”Didn’t our government remind us not to be xenophobic? What happened to racial tolerance? Just because she is a maid, doesn’t mean we should shun her. Weren’t our forefathers also immigrants?” For a brief moment, I thought I had tuned into the “National Day Rally” speech!

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Enjoy reading your updates TS, support thread :)

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All throughout dinner, Father’s attention towards Wanda was apparent. It was a known fact that he had always wanted a daughter but my mother had only bore him sons.

“Eat more, eat more”, Father cooed as he put more food on Wanda’s plate, “Sir must be starving you; you look so thin.” he said as he piled yet more food onto Wanda’s plate. Wanda, embarrassed by the sudden attention, merely nodded.

I watched on, as jealousy consumed me. Mother too, was clearly upset. In “retaliation”, she piled food onto my son’s plate while I sat there thinking how to defuse the situation?

It was not until when my wife stood up, signalling that she had had enough that the tension eased. Wanda, instinctively stood up to clear away the dishes.

“Leave the plates, bodoh!” Mother’s voice rang out, “Help Ma’am back to her room lah!” She said pointing in my wife’s direction. Wanda scurried to my wife’s side.

“I can handle myself, Ma. Usually Wanda will do the dishes while I excuse myself and return to my room.” My wife came to Wanda’s defence but my mother would have none of it. She simply glared at Wanda into submission.

As the two ladies disappeared into the study room, my mother fired one last volley at my maid, “Macham sial!”

Then, it was my father’s turn to speak. Turning to my boy, he asked, ”How is Kakak Wanda treating you? Is she a good sister to you?” My boy nodded furiously. Perhaps he was afraid that his Nenek’s latest outburst could cost Wanda her job and did his part to protect her?

At this point I thought I heard Mother utter these words under her breath, “The men in this family - hopeless.”

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Good story, cannot stop reading and please continue...:)

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Eventually the rest of us finished our dinner; Mother did not give Wanda, who had to stop her dinner to attend to my wife, the luxury of finishing up the remainder of her food. Instead, she marched Wanda off to the kitchen to wash up; this included the pots and pans which Mother used for her cooking and the stove itself. Wanda looked in my direction, as if to get some support from me, but I could offer her none at the moment. I knew that if I were to take Wanda’s side, my mother would have a field day lecturing me on how our ancestors, as plantation owners, carried themselves. Seeing Wanda disappear into the kitchen, Mother began to speak.

“I don’t like this girl,” she said while making eye contact with my father and I. My son came within earshot of our discussion but my mother was quick to dismiss him. “Go to your room and study. Adults talking here.” I nodded towards the study room and my boy took the que.

The next half an hour was your typical sandiwara; pure drama! Everything you think could possibly be wrong was pinned onto Wanda - from being too young to being too dull, from being rude to being slow - Mother would find fault with her. I kept silent all this time; I knew that anything response from me was merely adding wood to the fire. In between her complaints, she would point towards to kitchen and ask us to “listen”, “Do you hear that? It’s like she’s dissatisfied with us; the way she bangs the pots and pans? In no time we will have no more pots to cook with!” she exclaimed. The final straw came when she accused Wanda of being a thief.

From the manner in which my father showered his love on Wanda, I was hoping that he would the knight in shining armor and come to Wanda’s defence. The words that came out of his mouth gave me the shock of my life.

“Then tell your son to fire his maid then,” he said quietly. He gazed at my mother and then looked towards me, “Tell your maid to pack all of her belongings in front of us and then the three of us send her back to the agency. Tonight.”

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I panicked.

If my parents were to go through Wanda’s belongings and find the clothes that I bought her; the expensive perfume amongst others - what would they say? These are not things a normal housemaid would have or could afford. Isn’t this clear evidence that she was a thief? I recalled the perfume that I bought her was the same fragrance that my wife likes to wear; isn’t this further incriminating evidence?

If they were to question Wanda, what would be her defence? Sir told me to wear this perfume so that he could fuck my brains out? Sir gets a hard-on when he sees me in kiddy clothes? Doesn’t that make me some sick pedophile?

Or, maybe Wanda could turn around and point the accusing finger on me and cry rape instead; claiming that those expensive items were to gain her cooperation and silence?

Didn’t I just ejaculate into her recently? I read somewhere that while sperm can only survive for 24 hours, semen could remain in a woman’s body for days. Could they retrieve my DNA from my semen?

My head began to spin as I sat there dazed as my father’s words sank in. I was fucked.

What should I do?

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Interesting story TS, support! :)

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Great to see ur updates TS.

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Awesome story ! I love it , read through it all.

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Well you can help DHL all her gifts back home first so they are no longer found in her belongings.
Then agree to pay her a separation fee (maybe 1 year salary) , for her to agree to go back home.
She can apply to come over again with another employer and you can then continue your meet up on her off days.

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Thank you for your compliments and support Bro kasaya!

Thank you Bro zl1983! I love your thread also. Sometimes I get a bit lost, I just log in to see your thread and suddenly I know what I have to do :P

Thank you Bro Krisgage! Your words are very encouraging. I will try to update as best as I can.

Good idea Bro Fat Fatt! But with my parents insisting that I "return" my maid on the spot, I doubt there was time to resort to DHL. It was really a worrying situation then!

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I guess it was a classic case of the small head getting the better of the big one. I keep hearing stories of men regretting their actions. I guess it was now my turn; as they say, 'you made your bed and now lie on it'.

There was an eerie silence that made the situation even more intense.

"Well?" my father broke the silence and brought me back to reality, "Are you going to call the maid or do I have to do everything for you?" He gave me a certain look.

I gulped.

I cleared my throat.

But before I could utter a word, my father turned towards my mother, "so I expect you to be covering Wanda’s duties until our useless son finds a replacement for her, right?"

"Don’t expect me to be washing pots and pans while this boy gallivants around; I won’t even use the word ‘work’ because compared to his brothers and cousins, his job is anything but ‘work’." My father never took the opportunity to make comparisons between me and my more successful siblings and cousins who were either doctors or lawyers or other professionals of the like. Me? I’m just a small fry in a local company.

"Didn’t I do all these and more when you went out to work?" my mother countered, "I had to take care of your children and also your mother; where were your brothers and sisters then? Did they offer to help?" Clearly, my mother didn’t want to be intimidated by Father and started the counter-offense. She went on elaborating on the sacrifices she made towards this family and so on. I could probably start another thread on this but I don’t want to get banned from this forum.

"Good!" my father finally said, turning towards me, he continued, "This is what your generation doesn’t have; women of substance. Your generation of women are weak – the slightest thing, they will turn to maids or helpers. Unlike women of your mother’s generation; they are willing to work. I am certain your mother can wake up every morning to prepare Adek’s breakfast and then see him off to school. Since she has experience taking care of my mother, I am sure she will have no problem taking care of your wife. Call you agent. We are sending Wanda back tonight."

"But why are we ‘returning’ her, Father?" I protested.

"Because your mother doesn’t like her." He said dryly.

"But without a proper reason, I would have to pay the agent and also buy Wanda’s ticket back home." I tried to reason with him.

"Your mother will pay for all the expenses incurred then." He cut me off curtly.

As I picked up the phone to dial the maid agent’s number, my mother said softly, "No, wait. The maid can stay."

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Defeated, my mother stood up and walked towards the study room where my wife and son were. It was at that moment that I remembered the 'look' my father gave me earlier in the discussion.

"Had it been your brothers," he said, "they would have already known where this discussion was heading and they wouldn't have panicked the way you did."

I wanted to rebut his assessment of me but I knew whatever I said would fall short. In his eyes, I was always the black sheep of the family. Anyway, I was relieved that Wanda did not have to go and that everything was status quo.

Mother remained quiet the rest of the night, probably fearful that Father would take up her challenge and send the maid home. The only losing parties were myself (for the loss of the maid and inconvenience) and my mother (who had to pay and also become my 'new maid' until the replacement comes, if any?)

Wanda, on the other hand, busied herself with whatever she could, minimizing any contact with my mother. Only when they left did she come back to my side.

"I knew it," she said, "You would surely save me Sayang from getting sent back." Tears welled up and rolled down her soft cheeks. I felt a tinge of guilt; during the whole confrontation, I did nothing but let the two elders slug it out. If anybody was the hero, it was my father. But guilty as I am, I was not about to tell the truth to Wanda.

"It's ok," I comforted her, "I am here now. Don't worry. I won't let them hurt you." And I meant every single word.

"Then Wanda will be eternally grateful to you," she said wasting no time, she brought both her hands to my belt buckle. After some fiddling, she removed it and flung it to the floor. Seductively, she unzipped my fly and rubbed my awakening member. "Let me help you with that." she cooed.

Not needing a second invitation, I quickly took off my jeans and boxers. Wanda knelt down in front of me, "Sayang......" she cooed seductively, "tonight I make you happy"?

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As if to tease me, she didn't go straight for the goal. Instead, her lips slowly explored my lower torso, slowly working their way down to my tall erection. Then she stopped, took a deliberate, deep breath and then started to kiss the head. She worked her way down to my shaft and went down as far as she could go.

The combination of her warm breath beating down on my member and her moist kisses quickly made it me harder. Like a little kitten, she began to lick it, painting it with her tongue. When she was satisfied that it was big enough, she give the head another peck and then looked up at me, as if to seek my permission.

Then without warning, she engulfed the whole thing, taking it deeper and deeper into her little mouth. The sensation made me shudder and I almost lost balance. My reaction must have caused me to jerk and jab the back of her throat because I heard her gag. I placed my hands to maintain my balance but I think she took it as a signal to go faster. In between sucks, she gently rubbed my balls. In the midst of my pleasure, I thought I heard myself groan in satisfaction.

Her sexy moans made the experience even better; it seemed to unleash my inner beast and I began to thrust in rhythm to her sucks. No sooner, I began to feel that all too familiar throb. Somehow she felt it too and she knew that I was ready to cum. She looked up at me expectantly and then she did her thing with her tongue and kept sucking as I came violently in her mouth. She deliberately gulped in front of me, proving to me that she swallowed every single drop.

"Abang, this is your essence, you give to me", she said in her broken English, "I drink it in because this is your gift to me, Sayang. I want everything of yours." Her words make me feel touched; would any local woman be willing to drink your come and then praise the earth that you walk on?

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Dude,

I dunno how true your story is. But I had a similar encounter recently that makes me wonder is this the norm rather than the current circumstance we live in....:confused:

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Very nice updates TS, please keep going ;)

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Nah, I was just musing about my tryst with a DH today. She took my man juice like a champ and said it taste good and that she likes it because it is from me.

Current OC will do it too....when the sky turns purple and fish starts to fly...:p

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