Story: My Happy Life - Page 32

flowbow · #**466** 20-01-2013, 11:30 PM

Really well-written story... I spent my boring rainy Sunday reading 32 pages of your story

DiamondQueen · #**467** 21-01-2013, 12:17 AM

Good story bro! THUMBS UP!

Alienwork · #**468** 21-01-2013, 01:59 AM

Walao eh...TS story is getting more and more excitement...Awaiting for the updates...

cocacola2012 · #**469** 21-01-2013, 02:42 AM

Camping till 4pages ...

KLKOOL · #**470** 22-01-2013, 09:44 AM

very nice story. cant wait to see what happens net

ZergForce · #**471** 23-01-2013, 03:49 PM

Damn it.. This is awesome stories..

My tent is up here ...;D

Punder · #**472** 23-01-2013, 03:59 PM

waiting here for the next instalment

ray2003 · #**473** 24-01-2013, 04:57 PM

Clap Clap!!! Camping here for more!

eeemen · #**474** 08-02-2013, 04:05 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Hardaway1818

Sorry supporters!

Been extremely busy with work this period.

Will update soon when I can find the time

Bro TS, hope you've not forgotten about all of us here waiting for more of your tantalizing story!! have a great Lunar New Year bro! And same to all bros n sis here, cheers, ..........

DDAMn · #**475** 20-02-2013, 02:56 AM

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Hardaway1818 · #**476** 07-03-2013, 05:04 PM

Time: Monday night
Location: Living room

The Monday started just like any other weekday with everyone going to work and keeping themselves busy through the day. Everything seems normal but deep down inside my heart, I just feel that things are no longer the same... the awkward smile and greetings from Ryan and Crystal in the morning.... the avoidance of eye contact between Ryan and myself..... the seemingly invisible but definitely existing link between Ryan and Angel.... the unexplained guilt of Crystal towards me.... Maybe it's just me, maybe I am thinking too much, I certainly hope so.

The day is coming close to an end with everyone finishing their dinner and sitting around the living room watching the 9 pm drama serial. As usual, the four of us are there, but the difference is the unusual awkwardness and silence throughout the dinner and even now, in front of the tv.

All we can hear is the conversation of the channel 8 actors and actresses coming out of the tv box, but nothing is registering in my ears, until I hear a familiar voice.

Ryan: "Ermm hummmph, are we trying again tonight?"

That follows an utterly awkward silence, with quick glances exchanged across everyone.

Angel nods her head slightly with an almost inaudible "ok"

Before I can register anything and have any sort of reaction, Ryan is walking up the stairs, with Angel following a couple of steps behind.

She is wearing a normal white T-shirt, slightly over-sized for her petite frame, and a pair of pale blue shorts which accentuates her firm sexy butt nicely. From the lighting that is falling onto her back, you can make out the colour of her bra through the T-shirt, my favourite black colour. But tonight is different. Her black bra would not be showing to me but to another man, and that man happens to be my son. And I am allowing that to happen. Crap feeling.

"Cluck" That's the sound of the bedroom door closing. And once again, it's my bedroom.

I am still in a daze when Crystal breaks me out of my trance.

"Are you jealous? That another man is fucking .... your wife?"

Me: "Errrr, I don't know. You?"

Crystal: "Don't know. I try not to think too much about it. Anyway, I am the one who started it, so I should not be complaining about it."

Me: "Ya, but it's so unfair, they get to have sex while we are watching tv." I don't even know what I am talking about when that sentence blurts out from my mouth like that.

I quickly glance at Crystal and see her blushing.

Crystal: "I am getting a drink from the fridge, you want something?"

She stands out and turns to walk to the kitchen. At that moment, Crystal's right knee hits the corner of the coffee table in front of our sofa, loses her balance and twists her left ankle.

"Ouch" and she falls back onto the sofa.

"Are you ok?" Me rushing over to her to see if she is alright.

Crystal: "I think I sprained my ankle. It is a bit sore now."

I quickly walk over to the tv console where we keep our medical box and take out the medicated ointment for sprains.

Without thinking much, I squat in front of Crystal and pick up her left ankle. "Let me rub some ointment onto your ankle, if not, it will become swollen very soon."

I am just rubbing some ointment onto my palm and massage it gently onto her ankle. It seems slightly swollen. "How does it feel?"

Crystal: "Uhhhh....it feels good..."

That's when I lift my head up from her ankle and look up at Crystal.

She is closing her eyes and just leaning back onto the sofa. At my eye level, I am actually looking straight into the V-area of her shorts. Crystal is also wearing a T-shirt, yellow in colour, drapped over a pair of black shorts. Between the seam of her shorts, I can catch glimpses of her white panties.

It's such an arousing view. Crystal has such nice, slender long legs which are creamy white. And we all know that the sexiest view of a lady's legs is actually between the inner part of the thigh. Smooth, fair, soft.

I continue to massage on the ankle and I can sense that Crystal is getting uneasy as her two legs start to quiver slightly, swaying open and close and her two inner thighs seem to try squeezing together and yet opening slightly again. That's surely a sign of a woman getting wet between her legs.

As if operated by a sub-conscious mind, my hand moves slightly upwards to her calf and massage there.

I see Crystal opening her eyes slightly to peep and me, but quickly closing them again when she sees me looking at her.

I can understand the signal...