Who?
He – Italian, 48 years old, married. Australian residing and working in Europe. Warm personality, humorous, great kisser, absolutely out of this world lover but with a short temper. Has a great sense of fashion (he loves shoes … me too!), appreciates good music, a wine connoisseur and knows what good food is. Absolutely awesome in bed!
Me – 28 year old Asian of Indonesian heritage, short temper, warm and bubbly personality. Adores Italian operas and British bands, loves the beach and crazy ga-ga over Italian mafia movies. Tanned skin, very, very curvy medium built body with an ass most ladies hate and ALL men love … , long curls and small titties (God is fair – no one is perfect unless you subject yourself to those expensive, hazardous fake plastics!!). Absolutely awesome in bed!
When?
17 February 2004, Singapore
Spa where I used to work only opens at 10am daily and there I was at the reception area when this guy jus pulled the glass door and was he stumped when he found it still locked. Hmmm, it’s only 945am!! Anyway, door was unlocked and in he came with his business suit and a small cabin bag. Requested for a massage, apparently he has a bad back and just touched down from a Jakarta flight. Treatment was scheduled for 1130am and I was his therapist. Everything started out innocently with no notion that it was going to turn out to what we are having today!! He was a charming guy, cracked a lot of jokes and we engaged in interesting conversations about Italian operas, why I love Italian mafia movies, the beach and how to get good, bronzed skin, his daughter, how bad his skin is peeling (due to too much sun exposure in Australia before he flew to Singapore for business), how he thinks brunettes are the most beautiful of them all. I had just returned from my yearly vacation in Bali and I had absolutely the most beautiful bronzed skin, bare-faced and waist-long braided hair. He said I was beautiful (and to date, I am still his beautiful lady). I found him to have a high level of intelligence and there is just that something in him that made me inquisitive. We exchanged emails and I didn’t hear or see him again until nearly two months later ….
6-8 April 2004, Singapore
In late March, I received an email from him requesting for a meet up as he’ll be in town for a short business trip. Agreed to meet on 7 April at BQ Bar at Boat Quay. I was early and then I saw him … Still the same gentleman I met in February; cute, pudgy and damn, he walked fast! Went up to him when I saw him all flustered looking around trying to find me. Hugs n kisses exchanged (he smelled good – Higher Energy by Christian Dior). I could have just pushed my face to his and smell him all night long … but again, this was our first meeting, I didn’t want to frighten him off. He was taken aback by my change of appearance. Gone were the waist-long braids and my bronzed skin. I was decked out in casual wear and my hair was now a short, straight bob and I had minimal make-up on (I am not the type to plaster my face with colors so thick, prefer to let my natural beauty shines). We talked a lot that night, got to know more of each other. He is a true gentleman and at the end of the night, he invited me to his room at The Mandarin Oriental which I politely declined. Promised him that I’d call him the next day before he fly off, I sent him off to this hotel and went straight home. A smile was fixated throughout my journey home and all night, all I thought of was him.
As promised, I called him the next day from office (oh yah! I ain’t working in the spa no more. Found me a job in the marine industry) and we arranged to meet at Amrita Spa for a scrub and massage. Met at Swiss Hotel lobby and he gave me a cd for La Traviatta – an Italian opera; the one that started my love for all Italian operas. So sweet of him. We were left alone in the couple suite where we had our salads and wine, and when I was lying on the sofa, he kissed me. Kisses moved on to soft touches and caresses. Soon we were making out like two hot, young high school kids. Lots of kissing, fondling and finally we did oral on the massage beds. I declined penetration .. don’t ask me why … guess all I wanted was to explore his sexuality and libido before I move on any further. I know, you are gonna think I am a selfish bitch … that’s me!
He left an impression that night when we parted. An impression so strong, I could not erase him from my mind. I decided to focus on other things in life (he promised he’ll be back ..). I took up dancing classes, kept myself occupied but I can’t get him outta my mind … One day, I finally succumbed and I text him. He replied, he was in Dubai. Text after text, messages moved from “how are you?” to “that night was awesome …” and soon things got raunchy and extremely hot … we had “sms-sex” hahaha. Aaah .. the bliss of it all … Plans were made for him to come to Singapore again for business and this time WE planned our meeting …
18-23 June 2004, Singapore
Terminal Two, Changi Airport (this was the beginning of all the airport hellos & goodbyes …) and there I was anxious to see him again after that hot, steamy session at the Amrita Spa. There he was … pushing a trolley laden with luggage and the next moment, arms around each other, we exchanged hellos and kisses. We looked like forlorn lovers hungry for each other beyond description. Limo took us to The Sentosa Resort & Spa (used to be The Beaufort Hotel). Room door shut, all those pent up sexual frustrations were released in a flush! I had the most wonderful orgasm ever with the first (and only) Italian man. Damn was he good! We were all over each other over the weekend and I say we couldn’t get enough of each other. My pussy was sore to the core, never before had I been pleasured so good with someone who is so well endowed. I have to say it again … It was damn good!
We had a wonderful dinner at The Cliff restaurant at the hotel. They served the most fabulous seafood meal and he had oysters ... boy! Those oysters really worked that libido ...
We checked out on Sunday 20 June and checked in at Raffles The Plaza. The next 3 days were filled with lots of hot, wild romps. I let out my life story when we went out for drinks at the City Space and the best thing was, he listened. I was teary eyed, heavy hearted to let him leave on the night of 23rd. It's not totally about the sex (of cos, sex plays an important role here ... I'm a liar if I say it's not) but it's his company that I cherish and I wanted to see him again. He too would like for us to meet again (well at least that comforted me a bit). Kissed him goodbye at the airport and I made my way home (this is the beginning of the rest of all airport hellos & goodbyes ...). Memories of our wild week, my sore pussy, my aching heart and the gifts I got were only the beginnings .... (oh yah! forgot to include the first ever, stupid, horrible argument we had ... n it was ol my fucking fault ... i was being really really stupid!! Anyway, it ain't worth it to read about ... L.O.L)
17 - 21 September 2004, Singapore
Yeah!! He's back in town!! And here I am again in Terminal 2 waiting for him ... Things're wilder now ... We checked in at The Shangri-La Sentosa and there I was ravaged by a hungry beast. I was the submissive slave subjected to long, fabulous, painful sex (oh! did I mention I love to be spanked, tied and that I am a very very loud person?)... We devoured each other in the days and nights and I laid in his arms to sleep at night (that is what I love most!). He pampered me with lots of kisses, hugs and warm cuddles. I was smitten by this guy now. Anyway, lots of stuff happened this time, he hurt his back (dunno if it's due to d non-stop action we had) ... We had Lebanese food at Al-Hamra (Holland Village) and boy, we were stuffed!!! After the sinful dinner, we moved to Attica to meet "E", one of my girlfriends. He was affected by the "too loud" music and decided to take an early night cap. I decided to leave with him but he told me to stay on, which I did. The moment he stepped out of Attica, I felt guilty (don't ask me why, but there was a strange feeling in me that night) so I left the club about half an hour after he did. Came into the hotel room and there he was at his lappie (as usual - we have a pact now that whenever he's with me, he'll try not to be with his lappie unless necessary ..) strange to find me back so soon. Told him I felt guilty and I had to come back and see him. That night, we made love and I fell in love ...
He had to fly to Jakarta for a meeting and we met again on 24 Sept. Although it was just for one night, I had the most wonderful time with him. We talked about each other but still I did not bare my feelings for him yet. I was afraid to be rejected. I knew of his marriage and I knew it was wrong to be involved with a married man. I didn't know what to do. He left on 25th and this time I really cried my heart out at home. I missed him instantly and I don't know why I'm feeling that way. I was feeling really down and the rest of the days I was just this living thing filled with emptiness ...
We communicated via msn, emails, sms and phone and we keep each other updated of what is going on with each other's lives. Then one day he called and said "Would you like to visit Japan with me?" Before long, tickets were issued (got me business class cos I'm afraid of flying ...), vacation leave applied and soon I was flying off from Singapore to Osaka, Japan.
12 - 15 November 2004, Osaka - Japan
I touched down at Kansai Airport at 650am and took a train to the Nikko Hotel in Shinsaibashi. Throughout that hour long train ride, I couldn't stop thinking about him. Up and down escalators and stairs, changing of trains and there I was lugging my luggage to the final escalator up to the hotel lobby and there he was coming down the escalator "There she is, my baby is finally here ..." Oh! The hug felt so good. Kisses followed and we made love to each other in so much hunger. He left for a meeting soon after and I slept the morning away till I was awaken by a knock on the door. Back from his meeting, he told me to get ready for a walk and lunch. We had a ball of a time looking at gorgeous Japanese girls. They looked so much like pretty dolls! The next three days were spent sightseeing, picture taking, sushi and lots and lots of hot, lovemaking ... I'm falling head over heels with this man and deep down I know it's an impossible relationship. We had another argument and yes, it's my stupid selfish self that caused it. Overall, we had an enjoyable trip together. We flew back to Singapore together and the next 3 days in Singapore were spent preciously cos he doesn't know when he'll be back to meet me again. I was sad when I left him at the airport. I guess by now he had already knew how I was feeling about us and he has cautioned me that he doesn't want to cause any pain in me. Told him, I chose this and I am well aware of the consequences. We parted without any conclusion to our relationship...
04 - 08 February 2005
When he called me and told me to prepare my leave for a trip to Australia, I was ecstatic!! I'm gonna meet him again! He wants me in his life! He returned here on the 3rd and we spent the night together at Raffles The Plaza before we flew off the next morning to Sydney. We took separate flights, he on SQ while I was on Qantas (First class this time - my, I was really pampered!!). I lost my purse and I only realised after we had checked in (he was in T2, I was in T1) and I was crying when I called him on his mobile. From his tone, I knew he wasn't happy about my carelessness. Lucky for me, I had some cash stashed away in my luggage. I arrived Sydney an hour before him and I just sat at the airport waiting and waiting until he finally arrived. We got a rented car and off we went to our hotel in Coogee Beach. Our room had a fantastic view of the beach and we had some good friends in the room with us ... Cockroaches!!! We had a fun time swatting at them throughout the 3 days we were there. He brought me to watch an Italian opera at the Sydney Opera House - La Tosca. I was teary eyed after the opera (felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman - hahaha) ... well I was teary eyed cos we had a fight before we came for the opera. I was sensitive about something and things blew out of proportion. We also visited the Blue Mountains and I slept throughout the car journey... Nights were spent at dinners and drinks, driving down King's Cross and Paddington Street. I had a wonderful time with him. He showed me where he used to stay and where he worked before he moved to Europe to start on a new career. One night, we talked about us and I decided with a heavy heart that I shall not intrude in his married life no more. He sent me off at the airport and the kiss felt so precious suddenly. After I checked in, I was rudely shouted at by the customs officer, an Australian lady. The metal detector beeped thrice and I told her I have a belly bar on. It was just for her info cos that damn thing kept beeping. She hauled me off to a room and made me strip down to my underwear and there was a man in the room at that time!! While I was stripping, she called me Asian slut, cheap trash just out in Sydney to scrape off money from them. I was fuming mad and I was on the verge of turning into the beastly bitch but decided to cool down as it was the last flight back to Singapore. I left Sydney with bruises on my wrists and a very bad impression of the people.
A week later he arrived from Sydney and things were kinda weird between us cos before arriving, I actually told him I do not want to see him again as I felt guilty of being a marriage wrecker. He was unhappy that I decided without discussing with him. We made love before he left and I left the airport feeling so stupid and wasted. I want him in my life and I am in love with him.
Over the weeks, I had a difficult time letting him go and I couldn't get him out of my mind no matter how hard I tried. And as if that's not painful enough, I found out I was pregnant! .. Kept asking myself how could I be pregnant when I had contraceptives. I couldn't bring myself to tell him. I was afraid. I didn't plan all this and damn I hate myself now. the next two weeks, we exchanged some mean emails and I must admit I started them. I felt bad in the end and finally admitted that I still love him and I just can't bring myself to let him go. I have to let go of the life that is growing in me, I know I'm being unfair to it but there is no way I am able to care for it when I have my own children to take care of. I had to think of the future and what he said made sense. Finally, with much guilt, I went through with the termination of the pregnancy. Felt so empty soon afterwards and I had the most horrible time of all in my life! I blame no one but myself for all these...
09-11 April 2005, Bangkok - Thailand
We conversed the usual way after the whole "tragedy" thingy and this time we decided to take things slow. We both know how much we feel for each other and we are well aware of the boundaries that lay ahead of us; religion, country, children, age (thou' I kept telling him it doesn't matter to me. In fact I prefer matured men), etc. We stayed at The Metropolitan Bangkok and this hotel is so quiet and nice. He had planned for a dinner at Mezza Luna at Sirocco Towers and it was a wonderful night with violin quartet, good wine, tantalising French cuisine and a view of Bangkok that is totally beautiful! The rest of the night was filled with sexy talk and our love making was burning with fiery passion and desires. It was then decided that I was to be his woman, only his and noone else's. Saying our goodbyes were never easy. This time, the kisses and hugs were very intense and we are well aware of the feelings we both have for each other. He promised he'll try all his might to come and meet me as often... I left Bangkok with an aching tugging at my heart ...
23-27 June 2005, Singapore
He has another meeting here and I was filled with so much joy in me to see my baby again. Met him at the airport, this time he arrived in the morning and after coffee and muffin, he sent me off to work. Rushed straight to the hotel soon after work, time is very very precious is our relationship. So many conversations between us, so many things to do and talk but too little time. We had dinner one night with "E" and she sensed something is between us. Advised me about being the 3rd party cos she's been through the same path. Told me to beware of the consequences ahead and be strong. Promised me she'll be there for me should I need a shoulder to cry on when "THE DAY" arrives. So far she's the only one who is positive about me being a kept woman. The next night, both of us had dinner at Da Paolo and we finished a bottle of wine, then we moved off to Sahara for some dancing, more wine and some sheesha smoking. He danced with me and that's about all I remembered ... and my wet hair in the morning ... AAAAWWW!!!! He told me our lovemaking was so thunderously, rockingly awesome and 3 times better than Osaka!!! ARGH!! Told me how we started making out at the hotel room's balcony where he stripped me and what followed next was a mind-blowing blowjob and fabulous sex and he told me how I wanted it hard from the back while I watched him from the bathroom mirror and how I ended up on the floor of the bathroom with cum juice all over me. Then he took out his Digicam and showed me the clips where I demanded him to record me ... HOW COULD I MISS REMEMBERING ALL THAT? Man, was I hot in those videos (which of cos he deleted soon after ... he respects me for being a lady and being his lady ..). Hmmm ... I tired him out so much that he came down with flu before he flew off to Korea (naughty girl!! need a spanking .... ).
01-02 July 2005, Singapore
He returned from Korea and we spent the time we had left just lazing at the pool and in the room and lots and lots of spanking and shagging.... All these despite the convention that they had at the Raffles Convention Centre - something about the Olympics thingy ... man, they freaked the hell out of us with the security checks and everything that we decided the next time if any big, security tight event is to happen here, we are checkin in somewhere else ... He got me a teddy bear replacement for the one that I lost in a cab ( the one he got me for Valentine's Day ... stupid, careless me). This new one is christened "Grumpy" cos throughout his stay here this time, both of us were kinda grumpy from all the security thingy and the bad traffic (due to the National Day parade rehearsals ...). Said my goodbye again at the airport (and yes, I was teary, always am .... boo hoo!!!).... As I walked away, I wondered "When will the next time be till I meet him again?"
15-18 september 2005, Bangkok - Thailand
He got me tickets to meet him at Bangkok again (and yes, it's Business class again - tis time cos there were no other seats available except Bis Class ... ) and yes we were in The Metropolitan Bangkok again. This time I arrived 2 hours earlier so he arranged for the Limo to pick me up first and him 2 hours later. I waited for him and when he finally arrived, we had the most passionate, intensed kiss ever. Ordered room service and soon after we were all over each other. Oh, we missed each other so much. We explored each other to the fullest and he devoured me (despite his bad back - after the trip, his back was so bad, I was so worried and guilty!!!) greedily. We spent the next few days shopping and we had a cruise dinner (which we both agreed was not at all fantastic ... blah!) and the rest of the night was spent at Saffron, Banyan Tree (just next to our hotel) drinking; he had his usual single malt and me Long Island Tea, then we moved on to straight vodka and that night, we had another ball of a time making love and creating havoc on the the 6th floor of the hotel!!! .... The moanings, screams and groanings must have woken up all our neighbours ... I got spanked, tied, fingered and everything else and I enjoyed every bit of it ... (never once that we meet that I never got my pussy sore .... hmmm). Told me when we departed at the airport (he to Dubai, me to Singapore) that we will meet again in October, this time to celebrate my birthday and he promised it'll be a nice one for his beautiful lady to remember always ....
Flight was delayed for four hours, was scheduled to reach Singapore at 2135hrs but instead I arrived at 0300hrs. I arrived even later then he did in Dubai and was he shocked when I called him at that time.... was very sleepy and groggy when I went to office the next day.
