Re: Short Story: My Wife and the Caucasian neighbor.
i went to queue for the beers.. wtf.. the beers here aren't that cheap.... i ordered 8 cups... wife helped me bring it back...
when we got back.. they have already returned.. with a few beers in their hand... they saw us with the two trays of beers... they cheered... we handed over the beers to them first before making our way back to our seats.... i was quite worried at first because the ang mohs were high liao...
the second half had already started..
i let wife walk first... could see them staring at her jiggling boobs... john's face was clearly stunned. he noticed the difference in wife's jersey... he looked excited...
he even touched wife's waist and guided her to her seat...
when i walked past him, he gave me the guilty look...
his friends started to hand out the drinks we bought.. passed a cup to both of us each...
wife drank from her second cup...
then suddenly..
the whole stadium went 'ooohhhhhh'
walcott missed a sitter...
then i realize..
wife was slightly drenched... john accidentally knocked her arm.. some beer spilled onto her shirt... john was trying to help her... he opened her bag to search for the tissues... i saw him gasped... he put his hand in and took out the pack of tissue and passed to wife.. i helped wife wiped some... purposely using the tissue to wipe her nipple area...
she looked at me and gave me the needy look.... i was arousing her... john zipped her bag ... he kept apologizing.. . i notice that wife's shorts is also a little wet...
then i realize, john saw wife's bra in her bag.. he now knows for sure that wife is braless...
then...
whole stadium went mad..
carzola scores!!
we all got up... wife hugged john... john hugged her back... pressing her boobs onto her...
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