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She stepped in, we exchanged the standard cheek pecks four times (yep Euro style) and looked across the hall and saw the 2 servicemen standing on the ladder.

I closed the door and said Vicky is out of town and in Manila.
Ingrid replied that she didn't know, and she wanted drop by to return the books to her ( you know... book club girls..they exchange books..)

I said - hey yuo wanna drink? As I took the paperbag from her and left it on the dining table as I walked into the kitchen.

The 2 servicemen looked at her and looked at me.. I can see from their faces they are thinking like :
" You lucky bastard !!! what a nice looking brown haired ang moh girl.."

I looked up at them as I walked into the kitchen. Ingrid followed me to the kitchen and we both looked inside the fridge and realized that my dear Vicky had ran out of soda, and beer. It just had 2 bottles (1 half empty) of Evian water bottles.

Me : oops sorry... bad manners. no drinks, no beer, no soda.. you want water or something?

Ingrid : ahhhhhh... nah... its ok.. why dont I head back downstairs and go grab something at the 7/11?

Me : Oh.. ok sure.. pls get me 3 bags of chips, a loaf of bread, and also some coke and rootbeer.

I turned back to go grab my wallet, but Ingrid said - no worries and that I can pay her later. As Ingrid left the apartment, one of the serviceman - the regular one whom I recognised, spoke to me in Hokkien that hey... where's my GF (meaning Vicky) I told him that she was busy.. (not wanting to tell them she was out of town) And he asked who Ingrid was.. I said.. Oh her sister. I didnt know why I lied to him. Anyway.. the 2 servicemen commnted that Vicky is a nice lady and she often would offer them drinks when they come and do servicing.

Me : Ya lor, my gf offer you drinks, so nice to you... yet you so lazy and never do a good job to service the aircon and then come late every time...

They knew I was half kidding.. Anyway I told them I ran out of softdrinks and its only water.. They said its ok.. and they were about done and was packing up and cleaning up.

5 minutes later as I open the door and gate to let them out, Ingrid comes back with 2 bags of snacks and drinks from 7/11. The same guy made a comment that I very 'heong" can hook up swee ang mo char boh... ok whatever that means.. Ingrid obviously didnt understand what was being said. I just smiled as they left and I let Ingrid in and helped her with one of the heavier bag, It was 6 bottles of Bacardi breezers...

We sat down in the living room and I got up again to close the sliding doors to the balcony cos the aircon units were all left on by the servicemen. Ingrid turned off some lights as it was really bright and she turned on the TV and plunked herself on the sofa. I took the bread, and the rest of the softdrinks (coke and rootbeer) to the fridge and came out to see Ingrid already popped ou the bacardi breezer and drinking it. She pointed at the rest of the breezer on teh coffee table as I watched her chugged down the bottle.

She asked me if I was going to leave anytime soon.

Me : huh? Oh no... tonight I am staying over, already brought my office clothes here and I intend to stay over till Friday and through the weekend.

Ingrid : So Vicky's back on Friday huh?

Me : Yep! and I will tell her you came by and returned the books

Ingrid : ohhh cool.. that means you are all alone Max..

I clicked the TV channels aimlessly as I looked at her when she said that.

Part of my mind says... OK lets fuck.. Part of my mind says : Better be careful. Its been like a few months had passed since our last sexual encounter and I am not about to risk doing that a second time and complicate matters among me, Vicky, Ingrid and Elle (yea.. Elle. her lesbo NY partner). My heart was somehow pounding excitedly at the remote possiblility of having a fuck with her. So I casually asked her

Me : Hey' where's Elle?

Ingrid grunted and said : Elle? Max, dont you know? Elle left me for some other girl she met. I think its a Korean bitch. We had a fight which was why I came over alone for your birthday weekend.

Me : oh..I am sorry to hear that.. I didnt know and Vicky didnt say a thing to me maybe she respected your privacy. And I am not a gossiper. Anyway You ok?

Ingrid : ya...I am cool. No biggie.. I am sure I will do fine... I have to move on yah?

Me : Sigh... yah well.. hang in there girl. We are all here for you...

Ingrid : Ok enough talking about me, hey drink up and catch up with me. She was on her 2nd bottle of the bacardi breezer

Me : Nah... I gotta go to work tomorrow remember. And what about you?

Ingrid : Oh me.. on banking leave.. Have to take some days off. Job requirement. Its just times like these, I miss Elle. I have basically no where to go and the apartment seems hollow and empty.

I could see her eyes already welling up in tears. And so I sat on the sofa and gave her hug. She welcomed my hug with 2 outstretched arms, one hand still holding on to the breezer. I lightly kissed her forehead and hugged her and rubbed and stroked her back and said :

Max: Ingrid, I feel sorry for you.. I may not know how you feel, but I am sure I have been there before when I had my 1st breakup...

Ingrid hugged me tighter, and I squeezed tighter and felt a heave of air coming off her chest as I pressed myself into her braless Tshirt.

Mmmm... nice warm breasts pressed flatly into me, I sniffed at her short brown hair and smelt a tinge of perfum on her ear lobes. Smelled so nice that it turned me on. I continued to stroked her back in a comforting manner and I pulled back and we looked at each other. She was looking between my eyes and my lips , and I just looked at her greyish brown eyes and laid a soft kiss on her forehead and I leaned back and fell backwards on the sofa. She continued to sit where she was.. I reached over and grabbed my breezer and lied down facing her while I drank my breezer. In my mind I know she was vulnerable, I should be the nice guy... and not take advantage. But WTF !!!! Nice guys don't get laid.. and thats what I learnt when I was studying in the US.

I took the TV remote and flick the channel to MTV and then laid back and signal her to lie on my chest on the sofa. All these while, Ingrid never lost her eye contact with me. She kept looking at me as she drank up and emptied the 2nd bottle of breezer. I drank mine too to bottoms up. She uncrossed her legs and leaned forward. I thought she was going to get the 3rd bottle of breezer but instead, she put the empty bottle on the coffee table and took my bottle from my hands and placed it on the cofee table too.
And then she climbed on top me and laid her face on my chest. And she started sobbing.

Ingrid : sob sob sob... I feel so lonely Max ! sob sob sob.. why did Elle leave me? Am I so ugly ? sob sob sob

Max : shhh shhh shhh (OK DONT LAUGH LA.. that was all I could say at that time la..)

I placed one hand on her back and stroked her back and the other hand brushed back her brown hair gently...

She was sniffing her nose and tears on my tee shirt... Wah lan...

We both kinda laid like that on the sofa as I let her sob herself out on my chest. No kidding ok.. Real tears ok....

My didi was semi erect as I felt her nice warm body between my legs, I continued to stroked her , and this time, my hands was going on her sides.. sometimes as I stroked up, I was hoping to brush up against her breasts. But her breasts was already flat on my tummy area.

Me : wait wait..I am getting a muscle neck cramp..

She got off me, and sat down, and I got up.. and switched off the lights and left the TV on only.. and I asked her to scoot to the side and I laid back down again and motion for her to resume her position on top of my chest.

We laid there quietly for like 10 minutes or longer... and I continued to stroked her hair and her back, and realized she fell asleep on me !!!

I tilted her head and kissed her forehead gently as she stirred in her sleep but somehow I just know she was not moving her forehead away from my lips.

So I took the opportunity and whispered to her

Me : Hey Ingrid, you wanna stay over? Its getting late

Ingrid : mmmm... no. I should go,, you gotta work tomorrow

Me : its ok.. I can sleep in late and call my boss to tell him I work from home tomorrow... why dont you just sleep over

Ingrid : hmmm you sure... as she sleepily rubbed her eyes and looked at me.

I leaned forward and was gonna giver her a kiss her on forehead, but she lifted her upturned nose and my lips landed on her nose instead. I tasted salty tears.

Me: hey... go on... go sleep... yuo go the guestroom and I am going to take a shower. (I grinned to her and said) A cold shower you know what I mean?

Ingrid : hheeh hee hee ( As she giggled over my comments)
She knew what I meant exactly as she must have felt my semi hard dick on her tummy when she was lying on top of me.

She got up and took the bottles to the trash bin in the kitchen as I walked into Vicky's room and went to take a shower.

Me : Shit! WTF am I doing ? ( I told myself as I showered with the white Dove Cream shower)

Of course I know WTF I was doing or hoping to do that night.. I was gonna have a nice fuck with Ingrid and what a great opportunity too.

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