My Good Friend's Marriage
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 36
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 36 - 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
18th June, Friday, 7am
Everyone gathered in the lounge for breakfast with their luggage brought down. I could see small pockets of people gathering around, whispering softly to themselves. Walter was talking to Cindy in a corner. Mimi sat in the middle of a 3 seater sofa, her legs crossed while she touched up her makeup. No one sat beside her. Ella dragged her luggage and settled down beside me while Stan distributed the boarding passes and briefed us on where the coach would be waiting to take us to the airport. My mind was in a mess. The truth was that I had indeed created a mess. I could only hope all would be fine when we returned. Ella reached forward and took her pass. Walter took his. I reached over for mine. Stan finished distributing the passes and clapped his hands together once.
Just before we boarded the plane, I reminded Ella to take the other half of the pill and she stuck out her tongue at me, pretending to throw a tantrum in a kid-like manner. It took some coaxing and a bottle of water from the overpriced duty free shop before she took it. The atmosphere was relaxed and everyone was looking forward to making their way home. I stole a glance at Mimi who was speaking vigorously on the phone, I was not sure with who though. I just settled down at the waiting area, chatting with a few other colleague who tried to press me for more information about the incident the day before but I politely said there was really nothing and that it was just a misunderstanding.
We boarded the plane shortly after and before I could settle down by my window seat, one of the older ladies asked if she could switch seats with me. She wanted to chat with her good friend who was sitting beside my original seat. I agreed and moved myself 3 seats down to take one of the aisle seats in the middle of the plane. 3 minutes later, Ella was standing right beside me, waiting for me to make space for her. She asked why I was sitting there, so I replied that I had changed with Susan who wanted to gossip with her cronies.
Nothing happened during the plane ride and everyone went their own way after landing in Singapore. I took my time at the duty free, trying to find something for Celeste when I saw Mimi talking in an agitated manner on the phone. She went on about something like not buying her enough things and stuff, and that was all I managed to catch as she was no longer of any interest to me.
Celeste had already dropped me several messages, telling me she had already got permission from her parents to stay over at my place that weekend. The smiley emoticon with a devilish look told me all I needed to know. I was quite excited to meet up with Celeste although I was riddled with guilt for what I had done during the Shanghai trip.
I went home, did some unpacking and laundry before catching a quick nap, making sure I was well rested. Celeste would surely want to hear all about the trip and after a few days without me, she should want some release. At the back of my mind I rehearsed my story, I had to make sure I left out parts that were too sensitive.
That evening, Celeste texted to inform me that she was home, and would be heading over to have dinner with me at 8 after she washed up and packed a small overnight bag. At 8pm I waited below my place for Celeste and at 8.15, I was still waiting. I called to check on Celeste but there was no answer. By 8.30pm I was a little worried and I went to the main road. Countless cabs pulled up, dropping passengers off but no Celeste. I tried her phone at least 6 times and dropped her no less than 5 messages. The thought of heading over to her place crossed my mind but before I could make a decision, my phone rang. Celeste blabbered quickly over the phone and I had difficulty catching what she was saying.
“Come over to Ella and Don’s place ... Now! Mimi is here again and she’s not alone. There’s a crazy woman with her.”
I could hear some background shouting and together with Celeste’s rapid talk, I was getting a headache, but I promised that I would be right over. It took me a while to get a cab that Friday evening and with bad traffic it took a while to reach Don’s place. I kept up with the text messages with Celeste, getting constant updates about the situation.
It turned out that Mimi had come over with another woman. They were waiting for Don to come back from work, but since Ella was back early because of the trip, they confronted each other. After some scuffle back and forth, the initial confrontation stopped and the Chinese women left the house, but after Don came back, everything started off again and things got more and more aggressive and out of control right in front of their main door.
Celeste told me she had initially called Ella, asking if she wanted to join us for dinner but she heard her shouting and cursing while asking her to hold on, and that was when she panicked and decided to go and see what was happening. When she arrived, the first confrontation was just about to be broken up.
I made up way up to the flat and an ugly scene unfolded in front of me. I could see a few neighbours further down the corridor trying to peep out from their flats but no one stepped outside.
Don was trying to calm Mimi down while the other Chinese woman Mimi was with kept on cursing at Ella who was calmly standing behind the grille gate that blocked her from entering the flat. Ella’s arms were folded, the gaze from her eyes steady and cold. I could see Celeste sitting on the sofa behind Ella and she just looked on helplessly.
The Chinese girl was tall, 1.75 by my estimate, she had short cropped hair and she had got a pretty solid build. Not some dainty helpless girl that was for sure. Her jeans were well worn and a little tattered, she was perspiring badly in her grey t-shirt, patches of dried paint spots dotted all over as she hurled more curses for Ella to come out from behind the gate.
With the random patches of paint spots on her top, I would have passed her off as some construction worker or something. Her middle finger flashed repeatedly, taunting Ella to step outside and talk, and between the taunts, she kept saying that Ella should have kept her own husband in check. Mimi’s scream suddenly broke above all of the noise as she tugged and pulled at Don’s shirt.
“You owe me an explanation!!, I demand an explanation now!!”
Don replied that he had left his phone in the office one night. It took me less than a second to put 2 and 2 together. News of the photo leak must have gotten to Mimi by then and the original content owner was Don. He had to be the one responsible. Thankfully he was not dumb enough to just blame everything on me. But he looked at me for help but before I could do or say anything, the butch Chinese girl delivered a front kick towards the gate. The sound of shoe against metal echoed down the corridor, she shouted at Don before her hands grabbed the grilles gate forcibly, shaking it hard, putting undue pressure on the poor hinges. Mimi shouted
“Xiaohua, don’t bother with that bitch. Don’t waste time, we’ll talk outside.”
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