My Good Friend's Marriage
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 3
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 3 - 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
1.20am
Ella asked if I could help to bring her bag from the other room and I nodded. She gave specific instructions as to which bag to take and what to bring.
“My overnight bag is the blue small trolley bag, but you need to take my makeup stuff from the bathroom. There are these pyjamas I need to wear, they’re in the wardrobe. The matching shoes for the pyjamas are under the bed. I think I have another smaller black bag in Don’s suitcase.”
She looked up at the ceiling and asked me to bring over the box with the red envelopes containing money that guests had left as tradition demanded too.
“The password for the safe is 7765.”
I stammered, “I don’t know if I can remember everything or not.”
Actually I wanted to tell her to grab the stuff herself but she had already turned towards the window, looking at her own reflection as she drew up both feet under her. I left the room and entered the suite. I tried waking Don up to help with the stuff but he was out cold.
I turned on the lights in the living area and tried to remember everything Ella had said. The first thing I got was Ella’s trolley bag. It was partially open and I could not contain my curiosity. I looked nervously towards the door and back at Don who was knocked out on the bed. My heart rate picked up as I pulled back the zip.
First was a smaller pouch. I opened it and saw neat rolls of underwear and a few bras. I placed that aside and looked further. Neat rolls of clothes. There were a couple of tops, pants and shirts. I gently picked up a jacket that was the biggest article and the rustling of a plastic bag immediately perked me up. I exhaled and undid the knot of the bag and was greeted with a set of red bra and underwear. That must have been the one Ella wore under her traditional Chinese Kua during the tea ceremony.
Snippets of past conversations about the need to wear red came to my mind. I had an instant erection as I felt my fingers touch the cool fabric. The thought of holding Ella’s worn underwear on her wedding day was giving me a bad mind fuck and a raging erection.
I checked to make sure Don was still out cold and the door to the suite was tightly shut. The perverse act that I had fantasised about so often was finally coming true. I brought the soft cups of Ella’s bra to my nose, taking in the scent of the bra and my brain tried to process the smell.
Was I smelling soap?
Perhaps it was Ella’s perspiration? It was a hot afternoon after all.
Maybe it was the smell of her breast?
I had to adjust my erection a few times as I fondled and played with Ella’s lingerie. The soft satin-like underwear was cool to the touch, and the thought of stealing it actually crossed my mind, but I did not have the balls to do it. I heard the thud of the thermostat in the air-conditioning and it snapped me back to reality. I dumped everything back where it was and went to take out the pyjamas.
The pyjamas were red as well, with some phoenix embroidery on them, and the material felt like silk. Then I had a sudden naughty thought. I deliberately removed the pouch containing her lingerie from the trolley bag including the plastic bag of worn underwear. I really thought it was nothing more than just a playful prank. After all we had known each other so long, it would be funny thinking of Ella being in those thin silky pyjamas without lingerie. I laughed at the thought.
But I had another erection thinking of Ella’s nipples against the pyjamas. I packed Ella’s makeup and toiletries pouch from the bathroom. After that I unlocked the safe to retrieve the red envelopes. Finally, I waited for my erection to go down before going back to Ella.
It was close to 1.35am, I was tired, pretty aroused and really need a good release. I set the stuff down in the room as I watched Ella remove her earrings. It was a really weird scenario, me watching the bride removing her jewellery. In that room that morning, I realised for the first time how good gold looked against a velvet evening gown.
Ella broke my train of thought. “Help me with this.”
Ella’s arms were up, her fingers having difficulty undoing the small latch for her necklace because her manicured fingernails kept getting in the way. I felt my erection coming back, as I looked at her white flawless armpits in the soft orange glow of the room light. I went behind Ella and undid the latch. With both hands on the 2 ends of the chain, I could either lift the chain up and above Ella’s head or I could lower my hand and just place it on the table in front of her. I did not know what came over me but I just froze in place, as if I was unsure of what to do.
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