My Good Friend's Marriage
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 20
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 20 - Don and I worked with Ella in the same office in Singapore. I was the best man at Don and Ella's wedding where I was introduced to Ella's best friend, Celeste. Later, Dona and Ella's marriage spiralled out of control because of Don's affair with a Chinese colleague. My efforts to comfort Ella led to more than friendship. How could I reconcile my feelings for Celeste and my lust for Ella?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Cheating Light Bond Oriental Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Oral Sex Petting
I was expecting Ella to inform me about them heading down for breakfast but instead she told me that Walter’s toilet had started to act up and he had already informed house keeping about the situation. The toilet situation caused a delay to their breakfast timing and Ella and Walter ended up packing and getting ready to check out before having their breakfast.
By 6.10am Ella sent me a message and told me that they had already cleared the room and were at the breakfast café. She then said that they had already checked out so there would be no chance for me to put the lingerie in his bag. Walter had already booked a cab to the airport to pick them up at 6.45.
I did not know what to reply to her so I didn’t. I did not hear from Ella again for the rest of the week. But I enjoyed the time I spent with Ella’s freshly stained lingerie.
My mid-afternoon flight back gave me some shopping time, so I went for another massage and did some window shopping before heading to the airport.
The highlight of my Friday was Celeste’s message confirming our date for the weekend. The weekend passed in the blink of an eye, and other than a couple of light brushes across Celeste’s hand, nothing happened. I could feel her slowly opening up a little more and there was no doubt we were comfortable with each other. When she asked about plans for the following week, I knew it was about time for me to make my move.
Ella didn’t mention anything about her lingerie when we bumped into each other in the pantry on Monday.
20th April 2010, Tuesday, 9.30am.
My highlight of that week came on Tuesday during breakfast. I was to head down to Loyang to meet a client, one that I had just taken over from Don. I barely sat down on my chair with my noodles when I received a call from Don.
He probably guessed that I would be heading down that day since that client always scheduled his meeting with our office on Tuesday. After confirming that my meeting was going to happen at 10.30pm, he actually asked if I could drop by his house.
“Huh? Am I hearing this correctly? Your house? ... Now it’s working hours.”
I went on to ask if he was on leave but he told me he was not. He said that he needed to talk to me urgently, and he was at home for a short time between meetings outside the office.
I could tell from Don’s voice that he was quite desperate and panicky. The last time I heard him this nervous was when Ella discovered us going to a Karaoke joint. Naturally Don placed the blame on me and I insisted we were only there listening to some singer sing because the clients had dragged us along.
Don explained that the perfume and lipstick marks on his collar were jokes played by the clients. I would never forget the scene that day when Don had 3 girls all to himself and the Madam had to come in twice when the girls complained that Don was too rough.
“Don, breasts are not made of rubber, you squeeze my girls so hard, painful you know?”
Don replied that she had told him he could play with the girls.
“Play, yes you can play, but not so painful.”
I could only laugh as Don tried to go for the Madam’s breasts as a joke but she gamely offered them up only for Don to back down.
At 11.30am I could feel my phone going off, vibrating in my pants just as I was wrapping up the discussion with the client. Before I could call a cab at the lobby, Don called me again.
“Have you finished? We need to meet for a quick one ... I need your help.”
In my mind, I kind of guessed that it might be about money. I already knew he was tight financially, so I mentally prepared myself about the conversation we were going to have. It was probably going to start off about our friendship, and so on and so forth before he popped the question.
Now the thing is money and friendship is a sticky issue. I never want to mix these together ever. I meant if it’s like 10 or 20 dollars when you forget your wallet or maybe buying a meal or 2, of course I won’t blink an eye, but an outright loan is going to be tricky.
If it’s small amount, couple of hundred, maybe. If it goes into the thousands, I don’t think there’s much I can do, I am also an average employee myself. It took a while for the cab to arrive and by the time I got to Don’s place in Pasir Ris, he was already waiting for me downstairs.
He insisted we head up to his place and I relented and played along. I settled onto the sofa and Don stared digging into his bag for a folder before retrieving an envelope. There it is, it’s coming. He’s going to do it.