[SerflySGR]

Originally Posted by SerflySGR

I let out a sigh and decided since I couldn’t do anything much, I might as well just have a drink and relax. I walked over to the liquor cabinet and poured mixed some vodka into with lime.

"Shit!" I cursed under my breath as I poured too much vodka. "Nevermind lah, it’s not like I’m going to drive out later." I muttered to myself.

I headed back upstairs and ran water into the bathtub, adding some bath salts to the warm water. I am going to have a long, luxurious soak to wash away all my troubles and the thick layer of dust I collected while I was overseas.

Walking over to the full-length mirror, I let my bathrobe fall to the floor. I stood there ‘examining’ my body. Had I grown old and ugly?

Is 'having' an 18-year-old such a turn off? She's not really my flesh and blood but it was always so troublesome to introduce Kristy as my 'step daughter'. Then I would have to go through the whole trouble of explaining that she was the daughter of my husband's ex-wife; a flat-chested Chinese high achiever whom my husband was pressurized to marry by his family, who, although was great in the boardroom, was a dead fish in the bedroom.

Besides, among my sisters, I was the tallest; my long wavy hair, full bosom and height were all part of my wonderful Javanese heritage. And I always thought I looked younger than my age; my crow's feet only appeared when I smiled.

If my husband could cheat on his ex-wife with me, he could also cheat on me with some other sweet young thing. Such were a pound a penny in China and Vietnam where his businesses always took him. Which was why I had to stay in shape; to always keep him in interested in me. But it was tough work; it was a struggled daily, just to keep my tummy flat and my body firm.

Satisfied, that my fit body, height, and large chest made me look like an Asian version of Wonder Woman, I slid into the tub, slowly letting my body became used to the warm water. Laying my head back to relax a bit before taking another sip of my alcoholic drink. I gave out a relaxed sigh as I enjoyed my quiet moment of silence. It would be another week before my husband came back; eavesdropping on Kristy talking on the phone with that Aaron kid had made me horny. While Kristy's father, like most typical Chinese male, was not well endowed, I knew from experience that most, if not all Eurasians were hung like a horse and boy could they rock your world! I know this for a fact because one of my sisters married one. Was she lucky! But her husband was the ‘black sheep’ of his family; while his elder siblings were all successful, he was merely a low-paying Junior Manager in a local SME.

It suddenly dawned to me that the house was too quiet. I better get out of my bath and check on what Kristy was doing. I quickly got out of the bath tub, dried myself before donning my cotton bathrobe. Let's see what Kristy was doing, shall we?