Four months had passed. I attended a Marriage Encounter Seminar, and I was their resource speaker for the women on behalf of my husband. He had another speaking engagement as a motivational speaker, so I came to his rescue. The conflict was not Zed's fault, but the company for changing the schedule at the eleventh hour. We were both relieved that the organizer agreed on the alternative plan, only to learn later that the event was for Kim Yuan Microelectronic's another teambuilding activity.
This was what Mr. Kim talked about when we were at the resort. I was glad that he still remembered it. However, the organizer arranged the schedule directly with Zed and not through me. Perhaps, he was avoiding me.
Zed specialized in personal development training, highlighting the importance of changing one's mindset towards a better lifestyle and higher financial standing. He got lots of appointments, especially from companies that promoted team-building and companies speciali
It felt like my bottom was antsy that I couldn't stay in a single position a minute. I got so nervous about having to spread my legs in front of a doctor. I never considered my still being a virgin a problem until Ara made it appear grave in front of her friend. Mitch turned out to be not just a doctor but a specialist in the fields of Obstetrics and Gynecology. Mitch was ten years Ara's senior, but they were close friends in their provincial hometown."Ma'am Yen Ramos, please follow me," Dr. Mitch's secretary called out from the doorway of another room. I was in a sitting room of her clinic, and on the wall across from me were closed doors leading to inspection rooms.Once I was inside the room, she led me to a hydraulic OB Delivery Table. Just seeing the leg holder where I had to place each of my legs in a widespread position made me nervous.I found it hard to imagine that someone else, other than my husband, would look at my genitals in full view
My eyes widened in shock. "Edible panties? Is there something like that? And how is it related to my problem?"Ara giggled harder at my innocence that she almost rolled to the floor. I was in her place because I couldn't afford to talk about being frigid in the house. Zed was there, and I didn't want to disappoint him with the news.Am I really frigid? Why do I get turned on quickly? The only problem wasmy fear every time the huge head of my husband's cock banged into my tight orifice."My gracious lady, close your eyes," Ara said as she pushed me to the couch that had my back leaning on the cushiony backrest."Imagine yourself wearing edible panties. You spread your leg wide, then let Zed lick and suck the candy crotch while his hands are kneading your tits. After that candy crotch dissolves in his mouth, can you imagine what part he would lick and suck next?"I slapped my head and slumped on the couch, rolling my eyes. "Why should it be tha
Zed froze for a while as he realized what I was doing. Probably, it never occurred to him that I could do this. He had known me for seven years, and every time we kissed before the marriage, I was always on guard. All I wanted was to uphold our belief that we should only do sexwithin the marriage bond. And that it would be the priceless gift we would give ourselves during our first wedding night.He gazed at my chocolate-covered cunt for a while, torturing me with the wait. The moment his hands held my knees and spread my thighs apart, I closed my eyes. Soon, the delay that seemed like an eternity ended. I then felt his tongue licking the chocolate cream in a slow but sensual way.I trembled in pleasure and excitement as I felt the chocolate layer thinned out. I giggled as I got tickled, my fingers grasping Zed's hair.In a few moments, I could alreadyfeel the direct touch of his tongue on my labia. My toes curled, wanting him to probe deeper. I moan
"What else does she say?" Zed pressed on when I went silent. I just couldn't believe we finally did it. He was inside me, and I felt my slit stretched out badly to accommodate his fullness. "She said we should open our minds to it and learn more." "Including this." I got up and reached for my phone. Flipping directly to Ara's messages, I opened the links she sent me. I showed it to Zed and his eyes narrowed instantly as his eyes landed on the couple in the video on a heated sexual activity. He did not speak for a while as he watched the man licking on a woman's cunt. The next moment, the scene changed, and the woman crawled on fours, and the man was behind her, banging his rod onto hers, his hands holding her bottom. "Do you like to watch this?" Zed asked, and I noticed that his eyes turned dark with desire. I did not answer because it still felt awkward to watch videos such as that. We were not comfortable yet in talking about sex and
"Congratulations!" Dr. Mitch extended her hand to me with a wide grin on her face. I was sitting across her desk while she opened the folder that contained my official transvaginal ultrasound reading, as well as my urine and serum pregnancy test results. Of course, I did my pregnancy test at home using two different kits. Still, since I was too excited that I wouldn't want a false positive result, I chose to go to a diagnostics and laboratory center for confirmation. I stared at her with wide eyes, wanting to be sure that this was not a dream. "You're pregnant! Are you not happy?" I finally let out a smile, followed by a giggle. "Doc, I can't believe it. The last time I was here-" "So, you did it," Dr. Mitch cut me off. "I understand you both come from a conservative family, but you should put it into your mind that sex is something to be cherished by married couples. It's yours to explore, enjoy, indulge, and learn the art of it." I j
I couldn't wait to go home and tell Zed about the news. I was sure he would be as ecstatic as I was in learning that we were already pregnant. Seeing his car in the garage, I rushed inside, and as soon as I saw him on the couch, I squealed. "Zed!" He turned to look at me and stood up immediately, meeting me halfway. I threw my head around his neck, and he tilted my chin for a quick kiss on the lips. "You look so happy. What is it?" I broke away from his embrace and held his hand, pulling him towards the couch. "Guess what?" "If I can guess, what will be the prize?" "Ask, and it shall be given," I laughed as I imitated a common spiritual line. He lifted the hem of my dress, and it opened easily since I was wearing an A-Line cut. His hand then slipped under the garter of my black lace undies, tracing the line beneath my mons. I gasped as it sent impulses into my skin, triggering a wave of pleasure from within. "Th
We were already enjoying our sweets when Ara suddenly waved her hand vigorously. We both looked up and followed her eyes. In the doorway, Maezy appeared in her tight-hugging dress. Behind her was a man in his business suit. My heart suddenly skipped a beat as I realized that the man was the old man Maezy referred to--her newly-wed husband. The man who gave me one of the most unforgettable experiences in my life! "Hi, everyone!" Maezy ran her eyes towards us, her dimple showing as she smiled. Then she looked up at the man towering above her. "Kim, these are my friends. Ara, Tim's girlfriend; Yen, Ara's best friend, and?" Maezy stopped and smiled, looking at Zed. "Zed, Zedreck Ramos," Zed also replied while he stood up and extended his hands to Maezy's husband. "Hello, everyone. I'm Kim Mori," Kim introduces himself using our vernacular language, leaving me gaping at him. He seemed to notice me, and he smiled--a smile that sent butterflies on my
I almost dropped the binoculars from my hand. I was right about my intuition when I saw Tim dressing up to the nines. I just felt it was too inappropriate to be dangling with signature kinds of stuff if your job is to drive for your boss wherever she goes. I pitied my friend. How would I ever tell her that her boyfriend and her close friend are cheating on her? And I felt sorry for Mr. Kim. But that could be the price for cheating on Maezy on that night at the beach with me. They were already married at that time. I could not blame it on the alcohol because he still had the strength to carry me into the room. But I think his conscience still bothered him because he left. And I was glad he did. If he didn’t, I was so out of my mind that night that I was ready to lose my dignity to him. The next day, I went to Ara’s house after work. Zed wouldn’t be home until late at night due to hisspeaking engagement. “Where’s Tim?” I asked as I sat before a coffee tab