When Your Wife’s Friend Lives In Your House
 

When Your Wife’s Friend Lives In Your House

My name is John, and my wife’s name is Rachel.

I am married to my wife for almost 2 years now. We have no kids and we are still thinking if we should have one. We don’t feel the need to make a decision anytime soon even though we are already 31 years old.

We live together in a resale 3-bedroom HDB near Choa Chu Kang. Life as a married man has been fine so far. It’s not a bed of roses, but I can’t complain much. We still have good sex, like once or twice a week. Considering both of us are very busy in our professional lives, I think it’s acceptable.

Our somehow mundane lives got disrupted when my wife’s friend moved in to stay with us.

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“It’s just for a short while,” my wife said while she was casually folding our clothes in our bedroom, while I leaned against the door frame outside.

“Short while… so how long is it exactly?” I genuinely wanted to know.

I still remember the days of having to share a living space with other housemates back when I was in the university, definitely not something I recall fondly.

“Babe, she got into a very, and I mean very very bad argument with her husband. So the least I could do is to let her stay in our house while she sorts things out,” my wife explained.


“What happened? And why doesn’t she just go back and stay with her parents?” I questioned.

“She didn’t tell me, so I don’t wanna ask too. Her family is in Penang, she still has to work here. That’s why.” My wife picked up the clothes and put them into our wardrobe.

I noticed she didn’t help fold my clothes.

“Babe, if I am gonna say yes to sharing our house with you friend, I think you should at least help me fold my clothes,” obviously I had to cave in to my wife, so I tried to make a deal.

My wife let out a laugh. “Ok, deal!” She exclaimed.

“Who is she again? Does she have kids? How old is she? How do you know her?” I realized I know very little about this person.

“You can just call her Pei Ying, she has a 2 years old son I remember, older than us by like 3 years, a very very good friend I made in my previous company,” said my wife.

“Oh my god don’t tell me her son is coming too!” I shrieked.

“No lah, her husband will take care of their son while she comes to stay with us to calm down,” said my wife as she walked out of the room and went to unlock our main door.

“Hello Pei Ying, are you ok??” I heard my wife say that out loud right away.

Fuck! I didn’t know her friend is going to start staying with us RIGHT NOW!

———

I rushed out to greet her friend, Pei Ying.

When I saw her standing outside with her small luggage, I thought to myself - “She can stay for as long as she wants”. Haha!

Not because she was pretty! In fact, she looked very bland. She was the type of woman who would look slightly above average only when she put on make-up. She arrived at our place with no make-up obviously.

It was…it was because of her voluptuous assets in front of her…this girl got big boobs yo…and I am sadly a boob person who is happily married to an A-cup woman. She was wearing a body-hugging black knit dress, which proudly revealed the outline of her body shape.

“Hello,” I waved awkwardly and gentlemanly helped brought her luggage into our house.

“Sorry ah, so paiseh that I have to come disturb you two,” Pei Ying said apologetically. Oh shit, I like her voice…

“Aiyo why like that, it’s ok,” my wife gave her a hug again and they both walked towards our sofa.

“Ignore John, come sit down and talk,” said my wife.

Pei Ying looked at me apologetically, and nodded her head to thank me for helping her with her luggage. That was the first time we both looked at each other in the eyes.

Hmmm… not pretty but…I find her to be weirdly attractive…her eyes are actually quite beautiful...ok why is my wife doing this to her own husband?

While I was bringing in the luggage, I saw her ass under the knit dress shaking as they walked to the living room. God damn, she was a naturally curvy person. The meaty round butt that was revealed by the faint panty line under the tight knit dress was just outright gorgeous.

“I like your hair bun! How long is your hair now?” My wife complimented Pei Ying.

I walked past them and carried her luggage to the guest room, as they both engaged in ladies talk.

Before I entered my room to give them personal space, I caught a glimpse of her long black hair after she untied her hair bun. Her jet black silky hair was long and it almost reached all the way down to her waist.

———

My wife came back to our bedroom at around 1 am in the midnight. I wasn’t asleep yet, was still binging some Netflix series.

She kissed me on my forehead and thanked me for being ok with the situation.

I playfully asked, “Why are you ok to have your FEMALE friend stay with your HUSBAND?”

My wife laughed out loud.

“I am sorry to break your heart, but you are so not her type my dear,” my wife said savagely.

———

The next morning, I was preparing myself to go to the office. My wife was already out as she always needs to reach the office early. My schedule was a lot more flexible.

I was surprised when I saw Pei Ying doing yoga in our living room, with our TV switched on and a yoga stretching tutorial video clip being played on it.

Only then did I remember “Oh yes someone else is living in our house now”. I was still getting used to it.

Pei Ying paused the video and said hello to me.

I stood closer to her and started some small talk. I couldn’t help but notice she was wearing a red midriff sports tank top and a pair of very bright neon-yellow long yoga pants. I could see her waist and her belly button, a tad bit chubby I would say. Not like model-level toned.

I could see the sweat drops dripping on her milky white skin and flowing right into her cleavage. My gaze was fixated by the view of her busty breasts for just over a split millisecond, I quickly moved my gaze away.

Pei Ying caught it. I didn’t know if she really catch it, but I intuitively thought she saw it. She seemed to enjoy the attention. She smiled!

She told me she had applied for a week-long break from work to focus on herself.

“Damn so shiok!” I said enviously.

“Do you get to work from home or have to go to the office every day?” She asked while wiping her sweats away with her hand around her neck.

“It’s actually flexible. You?” I asked.

“I prefer to work from home but I don’t have my monitor setup here…haha,” said Pei Ying.

“Oh, we have a monitor in our bedroom, you can move it to your room and just use it,” I offered kindly.

“Or maybe I can use it in your bedroom since there is also an office chair and a proper work desk?” She scratched her head and asked, while smiling like she was paiseh.

I was speechless for a moment.

“Hahaha just kidding! I am not so 厚脸皮 (shameless)! You look so stunned” She chortled.

“You know, if you work from home, we can do yoga together in the morning before we start work! It’s a good exercise to sharpen your focus and start the day,” she said.

I laughed awkwardly and said, “Sure, I also never try before haha.”

“I can see you are interested in doing yoga too,” she tilted her head, looked at me in a funny way, and said seductively... was it seductively or was I imagining things...I was confused.

I could barely breathe. What the fuck was happening? Was this all a test or a trap set up by my wife??

And most importantly…should I also work from home now?

To Be Continued

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Camping. I like story of Malaysian girl sucking Singaporean’s dick. Truly a social climber

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Nice start more pls :)

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I believe your wife has already given her consent invisibly. If not, perhaps your wife will know her buddy won't make advances toward you.

My friend won't be invited to stay over. She is promiscuous, and despite her best efforts to refrain, who can predict what will happen if both parties find themselves in a "heat of passion"? I'd rather send her on her way and pay for her motel. Haha

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Very nice start TS, camping for more updates :D

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You are in a good and difficult time TS. Big vs small head situation..

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Yoga Pei Ying properly bro. :D

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He needs to stretch her properly...

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I have extra rooms in my condo, your friend can visit me anytime, save you some money :D

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Sure got many yogo moves to learn :D

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"Pei Ying", 34 years old, from Penang, has a 2-year-old son, having issues with husband.

Sounds like a "Pei Ying" whom I know...

🤔

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Nice story. Camping for more updates.

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Book mark for update :)

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uhoh siol
big melons
:o

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This is better than SIL stories, can't wait for more!

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I was so regretful throughout the day as I spent my time in the office. I wanted to stay home and be close to Pei Ying. It was a feeling that I knew was dangerous… the same feeling I had when I was cheating on my wife before we got married to each other…

“So yes… I am not totally an amateur in committing an adulterous affair…but this time it is different…I am now married!” I thought to myself.

———

I admitted that I was curious about wanting to spend more time with Pei Ying.

Of course, I made up excuses to myself in my mind too, like telling myself that commuting to the office was just a waste of time and especially it wasn’t a particularly stressful quarter for me now, I actually didn’t have to be in the office.

So as usual, my wife left home early. I stayed in bed a while more until I was ready to go out to tell Pei Ying casually that I would be working from home today and also I would join her in doing yoga.

I changed my sleeping pants to a pair of running shorts and made sure I put on my underwear, just in case.

I was ready to do yoga! I even took a solid 30 seconds to check myself out in the mirror before marching out of my room. I wanted to look okay but also casual, like someone who just woke up.

To my delight, Pei Ying was indeed facing the TV and doing yoga. She was lying on the floor, her upper body drawn forward and upward with her back facing me, supported by both her hands pressing against the yoga mat. At the same time, both her legs kept close to each other and raised slightly above the floor, supported by pressing her toes against the mat. Basically, she was posing like a sea lion.

I only saw how her round ass got squeezed and became much more spankable than before. I didn’t know this pose was actually called “Upward-facing Dog”.

“Ahem, you mind if I join?” I grinned and said.

“Oh, sure! You working from home today?” She turned her head around while maintaining the pose.

She taught me a few beginner-level yoga poses. At one point, she placed her palm on my inner thigh and said I needed to warm up first to avoid hurting my ligament there. I tried to stay calm.

She also demonstrated to me how she could stand and bend downwards to touch her toes while keeping her legs straight. Her ass was just right in front of me, like waiting for me to move my crotch and poke her.

She then did a leg split, with one leg to the left and one leg to the right. I was standing in front of her, and so her deep cleavage just presented itself to me gloriously. She had a body that allowed men to tit fuck her.

“You are very very flexible,” I praised her.

“I can do many more advanced yoga postures,” she smiled and bragged.

“Oh, what’s your favorite position then?” I teased.

“Oh let me show you,” she then proceeded to do something very complex by twisting and turning her body. I didn’t know what it was called.

“Oh I see…impressive…” I was a bit disappointed that she didn’t take the bait.

“Or you know, just the good old doggie fashion, that always does the job,” she smirked and looked at me.

We both laughed.

———

For the next few days, Pei Ying and I always did yoga together in the early morning. And then after that, she mostly went out and spent her day outside while I worked from home.

One time, we did a yoga posture that could only be done by collaborating with one another. I needed to lie flat on my back against the floor, and then I needed to close both my legs and raised them all the way up high. Pei Ying then put her pelvic area on my feet and balanced herself in the air, and I got to hold her hands!

Unsurprisingly, we failed and she fell onto me. I got to experience the majestic sensation as her breasts pressed against my chest, I smoothly wrapped my arm around her shoulders, I could smell her hair and despite being sweaty, she smelled very very nice.

She didn’t try to get up quickly when she was on me. I tried so hard not to slap my hand against her butt.

All the while we were both laughing happily like kids.

———

I didn’t tell my wife about having an early yoga routine with Pei Ying, and interestingly Pei Ying never brought that up to my wife too.

I realized I didn’t have Pei Ying’s phone number.

One night, I asked my wife to share her number with me.

“Oh why? Ok, just shared her contact with you on WhatsApp,” said my wife.

My wife raised her eyebrow and looked at me in a funny way after putting her phone away.

“Hahaha what, don’t think too much ok. I thought I should have her number since she is going to stay a while with us, easier for communication,” I suppressed my nervousness and explained it as naturally as I could.

“Oh you know how long she is gonna stay already?” My wife asked.

“No la, do you know?” I put the question back to her.

“No… I paiseh to ask, later she thinks I am putting pressure on her…” said my wife.

Once I added Pei Ying’s contact number, I checked her out on Telegram. As I swiped through her previous profile pics, I could feel my cock erect slightly.

There was one bikini photo taken at the infinity pool in Marina Bay Sands. Her tits looked big, full, supple, and soft.

Not common for an Asian Chinese lady to be blessed with this kind of rack…looking at her bikini photo reminded me of the Hong Kong legendary erotic film actress - Amy Yip 叶子楣….

After my wife fell asleep, I decided to text her on Telegram. She replied almost right away.

“I actually cannot sleep…(crying face emoji)” Pei Ying texted.

“Why??” I asked.

“Got cockroach in my room!!” She typed.

“What the fuck??Seriously?” I was amused.

“Please come my room and help me kill it pls!” She begged.

To Be Continued

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dark knight to the rescue!:rolleyes:

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So many days already. Never explore her worn lingerie? That would be the 1st thing I’ll do. Nvm. Now got chance to see her sleeping attire.

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Tot it shd be white knights to the rescue instead ...haha

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good story!

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I observed my wife carefully for a few seconds to make sure she was already asleep. Then, I got up and tiptoed to Pei Ying’s room. The cockroach killer pesticide Ridsect, was held tightly in my hand.

Pei Ying was inside her room, standing fearfully by the door which was already left open slightly. She gestured towards me frantically and asked me to get inside quickly. Once I stepped into her room, she closed the door and whispered.

“It’s behind the dustbin…” said softly Pei Ying.

I noticed she was just wearing a loosely-fit singlet along with a pair of cotton comfy shorts. her fair white skin seemed to be glowing in the darkly lit room. Her right arm wrapped across her breasts to hide her nipples, she clearly wasn’t wearing a bra, and a portion of her side breasts was outrageously visible.

I felt a stream of blood just rushed down to my cock.

I couldn’t explain why but I instinctively just didn’t ask to switch on the main light in the room. I went directly to the dustbin and sprayed the pesticide behind it without even seeing the cockroach myself.

Soon enough, the cockroach popped right in front of my face in the blink of an eye. GOD DAMN IT, it was a flying one!

I almost snapped my neck by moving my head backward quickly. Pei Ying let out a huge gasp and jumped onto my back with her arm locked around my neck from behind. I could feel two huge soft pillows pressed against me.

I tried not to fall while spraying the pesticide at the cockroach as it flew and landed on the bottom of the door, I was doing all this with Pei Ying on my back choking me out of air.

After a solid 5 seconds of consistent spraying, the cockroach finally went motionless. She let go of me and stood on her feet. She was breathing fast and was still shocked.

“Oh my god, thank you!” She looked like she almost cried.

“Haha, it’s ok” I whispered as I didn’t want to make too loud a noise. I went to pick up the cockroach with a bunch of tissues and simply threw it outside through the window in Pei Ying’s guest room.

“Ewww, go wash your hand!” Pei Ying yelled quietly.

———

As I was about to enter my room after washing my hand, Pei Ying stood somehow awkwardly outside her room.

“Yes?” I asked.

“…You wanna come in and chit-chat? It’s ok if you are tired,” she muttered softly.

I pinched the back of my thigh and walked into her room. It seemed like it was done with no hesitation… but bro trust me, I definitely hesitated in my mind.

She got into the bed and pulled the blanket all the way to her collarbone area. Interestingly, she moved to the most inner side of this super single bed and left a lot of space beside her unoccupied.

Yet, I just stood by the bed. We then went on to casually talk about stuff.

She told me her company laid off many people recently and that she was worried about herself. She also told me that she was interviewing for other jobs now to make sure she has options if worse comes to worst.

I told her about my concerns at work too, like how I felt not being appreciated enough to get a promotion and the company preferred to hire from outside for directorial positions.

Then, it was some awkward silence.

“Stop standing there…” she pouted her lips and murmured. At that moment, I thought she looked cute.

I pinched my thigh and kept quiet.

Her hand patted gently on the unoccupied side of the bed. She didn’t look at me.

I pinched my thigh again.

Without knowing what I was doing, I slowly and carefully got into her bed. My mind blanked out.

All I could think about was - I am a married man, Pei Ying is married too, she has a son and she is my wife’s good friend, what the fuck are we both doing?

“What time is it?” I asked. I didn’t have my phone with me and I got nothing to check on time.

“I don’t know, why?” She asked. I could see her phone was in a corner of the room getting charged. Somehow, both of us didn’t want to leave the a-bit-cramped single bed to get the phone and find out the time.

“If you want to rest for tomorrow already, you can go. I am ok,” she murmured, in a very soft and gentle tone. She rolled towards the other side with her back facing me.

I kept quiet. I really didn’t know what am I doing, or rather what was she thinking.

What was I expected to think or do in this situation??!!!

TO BE CONTINUED

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spraying at a flying cockcroach... you clearly aint trying 🤣

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good storying telling skiills. keep it up!!!

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very nice story... this peiying is naughty

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Good stuff TS, please continue! :)

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Bravo! Best story in quite a while....upped your points and camping :p

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Nice story

When I was young, my parents rent out one of the bedroom to a Malaysian worker too.

Above average looks
BIG BOOBS
Long hair
Single and available

I was still teenager and too young to do anything; but I did accidentally saw her bathing/changing

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Oh damn, I need a continuation of this story. Because I've already fantasized several ways. The first is how Pei Ying has been fucking his wife for a long time, and the husband is really not her style. The two hellcats have been hiding their hookup, and there's no way the wife could admit that she likes girls. The second is how they did have sex, and the wife left her husband when she found out about the cheating. The third is that one day the wife decided to go home to get some documents, and she saw her husband and her friend doing yoga. She opens the door and sees pure nudism because they are doing yoga naked and petting each other in the process. The wife gets very excited and joins in. And so they live and fuck in a threesome.

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Bro be careful... Ladies 6th sense can be very strong... If wanna fk with pei ying suggest to do it outside house.... Dont get caught pants down at home...

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TS gotta thank the cockroach for the opportunity. Can eat liao but thread carefully though. Good luck 🤞🏼