My Good Friend's Marriage
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 6
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 6 - 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
When the door finally opened, Don explained what he had been doing while I knocked.
“Sorry, I was soaking in the bathtub. Damn good way to clear my head.”
I replied briefly, “Get dressed, we’re going down to eat.”
I saw the 4 cm scratch across Don’s forehead and I asked for his version of the story. He was a little reluctant to tell me everything and even more reluctant to tell me Ella hit him. I found out that in the heat of the moment, Ella actually threw the phone at Don and that somehow caused the cut.
“Oh my God, first day as husband and wife. Don’t start your marriage on this sour note.”
I pressed Don further to find out why Ella was so mad and he told me that he scolded her for not sleeping by his side on their wedding night.
“That’s all?”
“Ermm ... I ... said she must be having fun with other guys while I was knocked out drunk.”
I shook my head and hurried Don along, I managed to get him out of the suite and down to the restaurant at 2.00pm. It was a tense moment from the very beginning when Ella caught sight of Don and me.
“Eh ... not now ... James we...” Don stammered.
“Don’t be a pussy. Let’s get this over and done with.”
Celeste actually stood up as we approached the table. Before anyone could say a word, she reached out her hand to take mine.
“James ... Let’s go and get more food before they close the buffet.”
It was just a brief second or two of Celeste touching my hand but it was enough. That sweetness sent a tingle down my spine as we took some food for the table to share. We kept an eye on Don and Ella from the buffet line and they don’t seem to be talking, just staring at each other. Celeste nudged me with her elbow.
“Eh ... like this they’re never going to make up. We need to do something.”
“Ermmm like what?”
“I don’t know. Like something to jump start the conversation.”
We went back to the table with some food, but Celeste and I did most of the talking. Don and Ella still refused to talk to each other directly. Things got slightly better when I dropped a couple of pieces of peeled prawn on Ella’s plate. Don immediately reached over and took the prawns away.
“Ella doesn’t eat prawns. She’s allergic and her throat will get itchy.”
Ella looked away but I could tell that sentence did something magical to the stalemate. Celeste’s eyes widened and as if she had a stroke of inspiration, she started dropping food onto Don’s plate. She tried curry chicken, followed by satay, then baked fish, even a left over bread roll she had eaten, sashimi, noodles. Every piece she dropped, she would look eagerly towards Ella, as if expecting her to stop her when something Don did not like fell on his plate.
Ella rolled her eyes at Celeste before a giggle burst out. “Stop it. He eats everything.”
The temperature around the table cooled down several notches when Don apologised, and when Ella apologised too, the conversation started flowing. By 3pm when the restaurant staff told us the buffet line was closing, we were almost back to normal. But, Ella was still quite sore about Don passing out on their big day and we all could tell she was about to start another one of her rants. I was not about to let a healing wound reopen so I blurted out that Don had already made plans to apologise in a big way.
“Actually Don made plans already to give you a surprise.”
I could see all eyes turning towards me all of a sudden and I raised my hand to calm everyone down.
“Yes ... yes ... there’s something Don planned but I need to go check on the progress. Don’t come up to the suite yet, ok?”
This time round I reached out for Celeste’s hand but she slapped it away playfully and said she would join me on the supervision of the surprise. The moment we are out of earshot, Celeste immediately knew what to do.
“Ok ... let’s buy some balloons and party stuff from across the road, decorate a bit, light some candles or something.”
I replied that I was thinking of just preparing a bubble bath. We laughed and chatted as we dashed across to the shopping mall and popped into the party shop. We grabbed a few items here and there and managed to get back into the suite within 15 minutes. Celeste could not get a small cake so she bought a pint of ice cream.
3.20pm
We did what we could to tidy up the wedding suite because, with the do not disturb sign on the door, housekeeping had stayed away. We inflated balloons, threw some rose petals in the bath and on the bed. Celeste poured some glitter by the side table with some candles. I hung up some decorative banners that said ‘I love you’.