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Claire, the Slut, Whore and Mistress...

AhMeng

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Part 1

Breaking up is always a relatively easy choice for me when a relationship has optimized and plateaued. For me and my numerous "ex-es", we always walk away amicably and remain as good friends.

However, I will never forget and forgive a particular girl whom I had a short relationship with. She is none other than Claire (not her real name). I was delighted at how Claire suffered, for her infidelity, betrayal of my love and trust in her.

Claire was a beautiful woman, a successful corporate lawyer, and also a Hokkien. She was what my friends described as “Centerfold Hot” woman. Most of my Tiko friends were jealous of me for landing such a hot and intelligent woman, but one of them (let's call him Glocky for the purpose of this thread) was uncannily suspicious.

Glocky told me that Claire raised the hair on the back of his neck. And when he got to know her slightly better, he said his gut feel told him that Claire was the most self-centered, attention gathering woman he had ever met and spoken to. Glocky then added : “Claire is a smart girl, all right. She is gorgeous, but she's also very skilled at fucking the minds of the people around her." Glocky concluded : "Every instinct in me screamed the word ‘CAUTION.'”

However, Glocky didn’t offered any "solid" factual evidence, to show me as warning. And me, being a guy who always have soft spots all over my heart for beautiful women, I chose to disbelieve Glocky's sound and objective advice. I guessed Glocky had fucked so many women in his life, that his instincts had developed a superior edge over many Tikos, when it comes to dissecting cunts and hearts in their proper places.

(To Be Continued...)
 
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Lau kau, don't just leave us hanging (and gasping for air).:geek:

Speak of other sex preach... to orgasmic point, and then no go.:laugh:

Btw, any reason for exclusive thread (other than your mainstay speaking aloud)?:cautious:


Ps: Add to your collection of AM's War Stories on Women
 
Lau kau, don't just leave us hanging (and gasping for air).:geek:

Speak of other sex preach... to orgasmic point, and then no go.:laugh:

Btw, any reason for exclusive thread (other than your mainstay speaking aloud)?:cautious:

Ps: Add to your collection of AM's War Stories on Women

Solly Solly, having dinner with some old folks. Will continue the story after dinner :D
Old folks like to have their dinner before 7. I have to obliged. Lol :D
 
where’s ze peekture? :FU:
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Part 2

Not long after, against Glocky"s advice, I allowed Claire moved into my Bukit Timah apartment. To others, our love life was perfect, like a Hans Christian Anderson's fairytale, moving on and sweetly fantastic. However, within a few months, I started getting suspicious while I was away on overseas work assignments.

Whenever I called to ask on how she was coping alone in my apartment, there's always some background sound or noises on the other end of the phone. Once, I did ask who was that, and she replied that it was her best pal Sue, who had come over to keep her company, and enjoying a bottle of my wine collection. Not wanting to show her any distrust, I never, for once, asked to speak to Sue. I felt that if I had done so, there would certainly be some unnecessary misunderstanding between us.

Nonetheless, my sixth sense inadvertently led me to suspect that Claire might not be faithful. After all, she was a beautiful and sexy lady. In all bluntness, she was a temptress. She would have many opportunities to have a relationship with another man, if she wanted. Coupled with the fact that I was often away on work assignments during that period of time, I am sure her nympho tendencies were definitely heightened.

Eventually, I confided with Glocky. Glocky came up with a simple, but effective plan for me. It was to cut short one of my work trip, without informing Claire. I was, of course fearful, that my strong suspicions would be confirmed, and then, what would happen next? How would I handle the confrontation? What if the whole confrontation degenerate into something uncontrollably violent? Would the police be involved? Would there be bloodshed? Would my neighbours be alerted by the screams and shouts? And what if I am wrong? Was I feeling insecure with a much younger woman? If I am wrong, would this "plan" send tremors in our relationship?

I finally decided to go with Glocky's plan, to clear my doubts, once and for all. Glocky had always been a wise relationship and sex guru with much more experience than me.

Claire had previously broached the subject of marriage. Marriage didn't and never sound like a good idea, but I reckoned (then) that if her character and personality were as perfect as her beauty and proactiveness during intimacies, it might well be worth considering. Further, she ain't a dependent that would sap my bank accounts. She is after all a young, successful lawyer.

Upon arrival at the main gate of my own Bukit Timah condominium at half past ten that fateful night, I met up with Glocky. He had kindly offered himself to be my witness, just in case matters got out of hand and turned nasty.

(To be continued...)
 
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