Rant & Raves

Someone tapped on my shoulder, very lightly, when I was listening to the distant drumming of a Lion Dance performed some place away.

“Adrian?”

I turned my head and I was surprised with the familiar face.

“Hey! Long time no see!” I said back. (For obvious reason, I am not going to reveal her name.)

She beamed me a bright smile, and asked me if she could sit down next to me. Who would have thought that we would cross path again, especially at this place and time, after so many years, especially after we ended our relationship in an ugly note.

“Sure,” I said.

She sat down next to me, and we started updating each other about our lives and work, our family and all that. After some chatting, she got to go somewhere because her husband was going to pick her up, and she didn’t want him to see me for obvious reason.

Well, at least she seemed happy.

Our relationship was a tough and rough one. We were actually colleagues when we first met, in a newly set-up company. That was actually my very first job when I came back to Malaysia after spending years in the States, and everything back in Malaysia was so strange and unfamiliar to me.

She was engaged to the now husband back then. Somehow, chemistry started to react between us (by the way, I didn’t know she was engaged to him until much later, when we were together) and we started to spend more time together, and then one day, she decided to pull the plug with that guy to be with me. Now here is the part where things started to get interesting…

That guy started to disappear for few days, and his family was so worried that they called her and asked for her help. Apparently he was sleeping in his car on the roadside for few days, just to create a scene.

And then he was admitted to hospital because the doctor deemed that he was “emotionally unstable” and he didn’t want to see any of his family members but requested her to be there, and said that if she didn’t go, he would leap off from the hospital building. She got no choice but to go, and of course I wasn’t happy about it.

Then when he got back to work, he sent a fax message to our office, writing how I stole his fiance. I almost wanted to write back and tell his office colleague how I slept with his fiance and how a good fuck she was. But because she was my girlfriend back then and I respected her, so I swallowed that.

I mean, I fucking hate men like that. If your girlfriend is “stolen” from you, you can try to win her back. But doing all the drama-queen shit, that’s ultimate sucks and weak. For me, when my first official ex betrayed me when I was in the States, at first I forgave her when she admitted it and apologized and swore that she won’t repeat the same mistake. But when she repeated the same thing with the same guy, I broke the relationship instantly and walked away as a man. But the things he did was ultimate weak. Hell, he even asked his dad to help so his dad threatened to have me beaten up by some gangster shit.

Of course, I scoffed at that idea.

Anyway, because of his constant phone calls and his stunts, she was forced to spend time with him and I didn’t like that, so we argued. After some very heated argument, I decided to stop the relationship when I thought I got enough of those shit. Of course, it wasn’t pretty as I was very much in love with her back then.

Now that I think about it, she has great body shape, slim like supermodel with a long pair of leg, and her almost perfect C-cup breasts. Her skin was soft and tender, and she was a very good fuck, to be honest, with very tight but ultra wet vagina. Oh! How could I forget to mention about her moaning; soft and lusty, and sometimes rough and loud.

And the best thing of all, I was the first person that she gave a blowjob to (not even her then-fiance-now-husband did not get that kind of treatment back then. Of course, I won’t know if he’s getting now, will I?) and she was really new to it that there was a raw fun to it.

Enough of the sex talk. Now that I have grown up, I feel happy to see her being happily married to that guy.

[Relevant post: The Steps After Breakup]