DELICIOUS AMERICAN PIE - PART 1

I got to know this American woman sometime back. Her name was Pat (not the woman in the photo) and she was about the same age as me.

She was an attractive woman - medium length ash-blonde hair, wonderful complexion, petite and toned body, and with a really nice rack woman. She was a professional, if I recall, a management consultant of sorts.

She sent me an email on an adult website saying she was interested in meeting up. This was sometime in 2002 - around the time I won my title. It was a tricky period for me as I was in the limelight and at the same time, drawn to meeting this woman.

She was staying with a room-mate not too far away and meeting late at night was not a problem for her as she was then working on her own time. So I had to be a little hush about this whole thing but excited nonetheless.

Anyway, my curiosity got the better of me and I decided to have her over late one night. My significant other knew I would be having a friend over but did not know where she was from. After all, he is by now, kinda used to be bringing back strange women. (But from the benefits he enjoys from it, I don't suppose he would be the first one to complain about it!)

So she came over, all casual and armed with a six pack of beer. We got down chatting and surprisingly, we clicked really fast. We both felt comfortable but we remained in my bedroom, since we didn't want to wake up my kids who were off to bed by then.

In time, we eased up and she shared some intimate parts of her life which even surprised me. Apparently she was married to a local man for a while but it didn't work out and she decided to stay on in Singapore.

It was nice, good company, excellent wine and with a hubby acting as server and bartender. Needless to say he was his charming self. I can't really recall the exact moment but somewhere along the way, our hands were brushing against each others' exposed thighs. (We both wore short skirts or shorts I think.)

I could see the bemused look on my husband's face each time he came in to check whether we needed refills (we had other drinks as well after the beer ran out).

The first time, we were touching each other, then we held hands, and by the third time, he walked in - we were kissing passionately - like two adolescent lovers. It gave me goosebumps. He wasn't quite sure how to react because I forgot to mention where I was going with this woman. Actually, I wasn't quite sure myself...

(to be continued...)

Missus Singapore out!