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Hi all, my first attempt at contributing a story and I've adapted a few ideas into this tale. I hope you guys like it. It's about an older man, a younger woman and a taboo relationship that can only be wrong
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Hari Chandran opened his daughter in law’s bedroom door and stopped still. The Bluetooth speaker was in full blast and his daughter in law, Mei Ling was dancing to the Madonna’s La Isla Bonita.

He had been having his usual evening tipple of 2 fingers of 18 year-old Glenmorangie with a little ice, when he heard the loud music emanating from her room. He’d actually come there to tell her to reduce the volume, but seeing her in her oversized T-shirt dancing with her braless breasts bouncing around stopped him cold.

He leaned against the door frame and watched as she moved her hips rhythmically as she stepped about in tune to the Spanish-themed number, the T-shirt half lifting tantalisingly, showing the backs of her creamy satiny thighs and the red G-string nestled in her perky round ass.

Because of the music, Mei Ling did not seem to hear him open the door. Mesmerised by the strains of the music she danced about the room, her eyes half-closed, lost in the moment.

Hari loved the way her body moved in rhythm. He felt a familiar stirring in his loins as his cock betrayed his interest. He watched her dance and when she did not look his way turned and closed the door behind him and stepped towards her.

Mei Ling had married his only son Anand only three months ago. From the day, Anand introduced Mei Ling as his girlfriend, Hari had been smitten.

Anand was a successful banker with a leading European bank. Thanks to his talent, acumen and connections, he was currently a senior vice-president based in Brussels and usually would be away from Singapore for months at a stretch. And after spending a month with his newly married wife he went back his company’s Belgian office.

Mei Ling had a chequered past. Born Tan Mei Ling to a middle-class family in Katong, she took on the name Michelle as she finished her secondary education in an all-girls school in the east. From being the cock-teasing bitch that the boys in JC lusted for, she eventually finished university and joined the glamourous world of public relations at the Singapore office of a major global PR firm.

She climbed the ranks fast, sucking or fucking the necessary directors to rise to the top eventually becoming the quintessential SPG socialite, seen at the glitzy parties hanging on to the arm of successful white expatriates.

Yet despite her looks, charms and willingness to bed them, none of the Ang Mohs would settle for her, as her partying and high maintenance saw her swop suitor after suitor for most of her wild early adult life.