How We Got Together

[PraetorianGuard]

This posting is based on a couple of DMs from members who asked for a bit more info on a few posts in the https://sbf.today/showthread.php?t=605820&page=341 thread. I discussed it with my SO and she said she was ok to share but without personal identifying details to protect both the innocent and guilty. She also doesn’t want to jazz or sex things up so it will be as factual as possible. She thinks might be fun for us to relieve the awkward early days that brought us together. She’s proofreading and vetting so i don’t end up writing something wrong and needing to sleep on the sofa with her doggy looking at me wondering wtf did you do wrong now

So here goes our first attempt of documenting how we got together…..

How we got together is the fault of others and under normal circumstances, we would be friends, close friends, but just friends. “K” was the BFF of my ex, “C”. I was with C for 5 years I often refer to as hell on earth. C was not a bad person, she was just caught up with being in the “in” crowd. She was a little bit spoilt and always wanted or needed something.

One day her desire to be an “in” person led her down the path where she decided partying with someone else was more important than the relationship we had where we were engaged so we parted ways even though she felt we would eventually get back together once she “fully was ready to settle down”. I told her to stop deluding herself.

I met K through C about a year into our relationship. K was overseas finishing her studies when C and I got together and they were BFFs so it was inevitable we would meet. My first impression of K was she was a sweet, polite, obviously well brought up and very humble. She is pretty tall at about 1.76, very athletic being a netballer and high jumper with brown eyes and naturally brown hair. She wan’t soft spoken by a long-shot and would speak her mind and didn’t take crap. She was the kind of person whom would back you if you were right but tell you if you were wrong.

She had been dating her BF for about 6 years from when they were studying together overseas but while she would come home regularly, he would stay behind and come back only for Christmas so K and C would catch up regularly even if I were around and just talk about everyday stuff. I thought K was ok but honestly, there wasn't any secret, hidden or taboo forbidden desire. She was just a friend who I would meet with C.

K broke up with her BF about 6 months after I met her because she found out he was partying hard when she came home. She took the immediate decision to end the relationship because he had another strike against him for being a bit rude to her parents sometimes so out the door he went. She was hurt for sure but also very positive always saying,”better now than later, where it would be complicated.” They were planning to live together so she had an apartment on the way but she said, ”t’s no problem.” It turns out the ex also borrowed quite a bit of money from her too which she wrote off to have a clean break. Whenever she came back, she would never complain and just said, “take it as it comes.”

The first Christmas get together at K’s house was an eye opener indeed. Things made more sense then. Her family are very well to do. Her dad and mum as well as her 2 siblings are tall and her dad is of mixed parentage which explains K’s eyes and hair. It’s clear they are a seriously close family but all of them are very humble but talk about anything and everything. This explains why she could write off the money her ex owed her to have a clean break and why respecting her family was so important to her. After we got together I discovered how close and open they are and I almost died of embarrassment!

K would go on dates but always say, “they're trying waaay too hard to get in my pants.” C would tease her about how the guy was cute or hot but K would shrug and just say mimbos don't do it for her. She’s would rather be single with her doggy than with a guy who she wasn't fully committed to.

By this stage, I noticed the similarities between C and K. They both were athletic and fitness aware. They both had killer sense of humour and sharp. Yes, there were many differences too. K was humble, bought her clothes from Uniglo, would wear jeans and a polo, happily eat something healthy in a hawker centre and when she bought a car after graduation, she bought a Hyundai Accent even though she could have bought anything. C on the other hand was a branded girl where label and show was king.

When C and I parted ways, I admit I was really down and moody. K would text me and check in from time to time but it took a few months before I was ok to meet up for coffee. Seeing K would remind me too much of C and would be too painful and she got it.

It was nice to see K again. Her smile and bubbly nature as well as her sharp wit was fun. She met someone and went on a couple of dates but dumped him when he got too excited after finding out she was well to do so was in her words, “ long-term happily single again.”

We would catch up regularly for coffee or watch a movie and go for a meal. She was always mindful to say things like, “hey, you got the last one so this one is on me”, or “my treat.” Sometimes I’d pick her up, sometimes she’d pick me up or sometimes we’d just use PT. I’d notice things about her that she was very discreet about. For example, during festive seasons, she would quietly walk past the cleaning aunty, wish her and give her an ang pow. Always very discreetly and without attention. She always said thank you aunty or uncle too.

Yet, very honestly, I always saw K as a friend or a younger sister. There was too much history between C, K and myself that anything more would be awkward and I was sure she felt the same. We had been close friends for almost 4 years and I had genuine affection for her and I’m sure she felt the same way. When we went out there’d be guys checking her out because of her hight and maybe her athletic build but she truly either didn’t notice or didn’t care. We were at a burger place once, she went to place an order. When she returned she was red in the face and obviously pissed off. I naturally asked her what happened. Turns out at the counter some expat commented she looked hot and invited her to as party. She sarcastically said sure, let her get her boyfriend and we can all go together. He said to dump me and he would show her the time of her life. She replied (these are her exact words… I wrote it down that night it was so funny), “the only way a yellow fever infected cunt like yourself can show me the time of my life is to drop dead here and now cos I’d laugh my ass off. If you can't do that, stop spoiling my night and know I’d rather drip molten steel into my veins than waste another second listening to your shit.” Like I said, total straight talker and not to be fucked with. I did tease her though and said but if someone heard I’m your boyfriend, might waste a genuine opportunity then how? She just looked at me with the look that said “not now dumbass, wrong time” and I decided to zip it.

Over the times we would catch up, she would point out girls and suggest which ones would be suitable for me. She even offered a couple of times to approach them on my behalf. I’d always have to tell her “NO!” and she would burst out laughing.

By this stage K had her apartment and I helped her choose furniture. Her taste was very elegant but again, not showy. The most important thing to her was it had to be comfortable, warm and feel like home. Yet, every night she’d go back to her parents’ home for dinner with her siblings and young nephew. I’d join a couple of times after furniture hunting or painting and it was very clear they were very close and discussed everything openly. Her mum would always ask if I found someone yet and K would say I was too fussy or too chicken and everyone would laugh at my obvious discomfort. But it was all good natured. Her dad would discuss work and ask what I thought and I’d give my opinion and he’d either nod or ask deeper questions.

Sometime a couple of weeks later K was in a pensive mood and seemed to be deep in thought. We were at her place catching up before going out for dinner. I asked her what was wrong? She said just some work stuff that she had to decide on and it would be fine. That weekend she was going to watch a movie with a relative. Some horror flick so would be good to scream out frustrations. I told her to have a good time and tell me how it goes. She said ok and off we went for dinner.

I think tis is a good place to end part one. Please do let us know if you want us to continue. Any suggestions are very welcome or even if you want us to stop. Also, if this is the wrong place to post this, please accept our apologies and pointing us to the right location. Thanks all!

[loneboy]

Nice introduction and story build-up.

Would like to read more.

[Yati]

Camping here.

[MegaPuteri]

Please proceed with your nice story.

[Rickey]

Thank you TS n SO for kindly sharing yr life together in this new exclusive thread of yrs ...don't stop

[Az284]

Keep going!

[MeePokMaiHum]

Camping too.

[Wendy11a]

Good start bro, please continue

[PraetorianGuard]

Thank you for al the positive comments and feedback. K is genuinely surprised because she thought no one would care.

Also, before we start part 2, K wants me to post a correction note so we don’t get PFOMA notice… She’s actually 1.75, not 1.76m tall. Her exacts words are as she watches me type this,”adding one cm here will lead down the slope to adding 1 inch there and at the end she’ll be a giraffe and I’ll be hung like a horse.” Like I said, straight talker with sharp wit. Also, I got a DM asking what she meant by “yellow fever” and if the guy who tried to hit on her was sick. It’s actually a slang term meant to describe males who have a clear sexual preference for asian women seeing them as easily impressed and easy marks. K isn’t. She’s not against any race and like I mentioned above, her dad is of mixed parentage, but she hates arrogant asshats who thinks all asian women will run into their arms because they happen to be white. Hope that explains it

With that out of the way, on to part 2…

K called me at about 3pm on Saturday and said her relative could not make it so she asked a friend who said yes but had a last minute family commitment so couldn't make it for the movie either and so if I was free we could go together. I told her I don't like scary movies and her response was, “just pretend,. You don’t you need to watch, just need you to not scream louder than me” and she started laughing. I said ok and so we prepared to meet later that evening and agreed to go for a late dinner before heading home. She wasn't going to drive so I would send her back as I had to do something so could not pick her up.

We met at the lobby before making our way to the cinema where we grabbed our seats. No popcorn or drinks as she’s not a snacker and I told her good, didn’t want to leave covered popcorn or drink spilled when she got scared. She just smiled and sat back.

It was a typical horror movie which I genuinely don't like but what to do. She was pretty cool too, slight shock movements and little squeals but nothing major. But as the action increased she would grab my arm and at the really scary parts the would hide her face in my shoulder and semi squeal or genuinely let out a yell. I told her I should have brought earplugs and she smacked my forehead in reply and smiled.

After the movie we headed to grab dinner and just discussed daily stuff but she was still a little deep in thought. I asked her what was wrong but she said, “Just work stuff, difficult cases but will sort itself out eventually.” and changed topic. After dinner she said she needed to run up to Watson’s to pick up something and I said I would walk up with her but she said not necessary, the car was closer to the foodcourt and off she went. She got back a few minutes later and off we went to her place.

Security let us back into her place with the usual park in visitor’s lot reminder. I remember it was a cool night and we decided to sit in the park under her block. As we chatted it did feel a little cool so asked her if she felt ok? She said yes but just rested her head on my shoulder as she spoke a little about her childhood memories. Eventually it was time for her to go and I got up to give her the usual goodbye hug. I could feel she was shivering a little so I said, “you better go,” and she nodded. But as I hugged her, she felt incredibly warm and honestly, the hug felt very different. It’s hard to describe, but the hug felt close and intimate and we hugged for longer than normal. As we let go, she looked at me deeply with her eyes and kissed me.

Without exaggeration, the kiss was amazing. Her lips are full but they felt so soft. Honestly I felt immediately tingly as she kissed me again. This time we did let our tongues lightly touch and I felt as if fireworks were going off in my head. I cannot describe it any other way! I looked at her and I know I looked confused. She says even though I’m 4 years older than K, I looked like a kid who got caught eating cake and didn't know wether to run or take another bite. She put the confusion I was rest and just said quietly, “"please stay with me because I don’t want to be alone after that movie." I said ok and we went up to her place.

When we got through the door, she dropped her bag, closed the door and kissed me again, this time much more intimately but I could still feel her trembling. She let go and went to make us 2 cups of Sencha as I sat on the sofa looking like a more confused little boy (again, her description). She came back, rested her head on my shoulder and said nothing but I knew she was thinking. After a while, she looked up at me and kissed me in a way that blew my mind. As we kissed, she moved to sit on my lap facing me as she ran her hands through my hair.

When our lips parted, I was afraid of where things were going because I did not want to lose a friend over a ONS. I told her, “I think we better stop.” She said, "no, I have wanted to be with you for a long time and if we stop now, we will never be here again." I told her I didn’t want a ONS with her because I genuinely cared for her. She said she didn’t want a ONS either and that whatever happens will be between us only and we should see where this goes if I wanted to. I sat quietly and to break the tension, she said she was going to have a shower and when she came out if I felt bad or this was wrong I could leave with nothing changing our friendship. I said ok and she picked up her bag and went to her bedroom.

After about fifteen minutes K came out in her typical home oversized t-shirt and wet hair. She sat down beside me, didn’t say anything but rested her head on my shoulder, held my hand and closed her eyes. I used my right hand to brush her cheek and felt her soft skin as she snuggled deeper on my shoulder. I said to her that if something happened between us, it would affect her relationship with C. She replied she knew but sometimes its worth taking a chance when something feels right. She said she wanted me to stay the night but it was up to me. “Have a shower and see how you feel,” was all she said and went back to snuggling on my shoulder. I said ok as I got up and headed to the shower. I’ve showered at her place before especially after helping her move in or furniture moving. so this was nothing unusual. Inside, was laid out a towel, t-shirt, a pair of shorts and toothbrush, with a little handwritten note that said, “I have wanted to be with you for a long time, not because of anything else but the person you are and how you make me feel.” Talk about heart melt moment right! I still have the note in the safe

I came out of the bathroom and K was already in bed under her blanket which was pulled up to her neck. She just smiled and said softly, “since you're wearing the t-shirt and shorts, you’ll stay?”. I replied that I would and joined her in bed. She scrunched up beside me and rested her head on my chest and put her arm around me and said, “thank you”.

This is where I think we will end part 2. Part 3 will follow soon. Happy Friday to all.