A mid career switch gives James ideas and skills that he never expect would come in handy.

I met my wife Peiqi when we worked for the same interior design firm. Both of us are designers and we hit it off working on the same project for a corporate client.

Peiqi is the prettiest employee in the office and the bosses like her. her good looks and sweet disposition brings in the clients. She’s always there at every presentation and discussion.

This is how the world works. Sweet looks and beauty sells, period.

Despite the strong competition for Peiqi’s attention, my perseverance paid off and I won her over, much to the disappointment of my other colleagues.

We dated and eventually she left the company after 4 years because she wanted to pursue a career in fiancé. After a short stint at a insurance company, Peiqi got a job in the civil service.

She joined the company where a lot of us Singaporean hate.

The CRT board. Central retirement board. The CRT administers the ‘forced savings’ for all Singaporeans for our medical and retirement needs. The country has a love hate relationship with CRT board. Some love it, while some hated it to the core.

I mean the CRT takes away 20% of your monthly pay, reducing the disposal income for many.

I joked with Peiqi regularly not to tell anyone she works for CRT board.

“People will hate you dear if you tell them you work for CRT.” I chuckled.

“yeah, and it doesn’t help that I work in the compliance team.” My wife added.

Which essentially part of her work involves going after employees and employers who did not contribute to CRT on time.

This is like tax you cannot avoid.

Who doesn’t hate the tax man, or in this case, the tax woman ?

Good looks and sweet disposition is not going to help my wife this time given the nature of her work. Imagine having to deal with the frustration and anger of the people you are chasing to pay up.

They hate her to the core even though she is just doing her job.

In some sessions where mediation is necessary, they stationed an auxiliary police officer in the room during the discussion. That’s how challenging her job is. Things have been know to get violent when emotions run high.

It’s not easy, but at least it’s stable.

It’s the perfect place to work, settle down and have a family.

PeiQi and I got married shortly after that.

I stayed on in the interior design company and while life was good initially, the company folded on my 6th year there.

At 30 and out of a job, I decided to take on a nursing program as a mid career switch. The healthcare industry always need more people and I was feeling a little sick of the design and construction industry anyway.

I was midway through my conversion to become a nurse when a few of my fellow course mates were forwarding articles about sex. It’s not porn, but more of cheeky articles for light reading.

And among the articles, something stood out.

It was one of the weirdest thing I read.

An article about couple’s sex life that involves sharing and exposing the wife.

Why would anyone do something like that?

I grew up thinking that I should do everything I can to protect the woman I love, yet that very articles speaks of sharing your wife with other men for a heightened sense of pleasure.

Disturbing as the article may be, I could not get the idea out of my head.

I just keep thinking about it.

And the more I think about it, the more aroused I became.

I find myself thinking about weird stuff during my intercourse with my wife. I would imagine sharing and exposing her to everyone she collected money from.

Everyone that hates the CRT board lining up to look at her body, channelling their anger and frustration physically via touch and gropes.

All the disgruntled employers and self-employed personnel who Peiqi collected money from lining up to feast their eyes on her body.

The scenario turned me on so much that I would ejaculate prematurely.

Then I started to imagine my wife being touched and used by other men. Angry men who are upset with her and taking it out on her body. It’s arousing.

Very arousing.

Needless to say, if I share something as absurd as this with Peiqi, she will surely leave me. She’ll probably think I’m out of my mind. I have to suppress it deep within my head, playing the sick scenario when we were having sex when I press my eyes shut.

Listening to my wife moan as I have sex with her, I imagined that the one having sex with her is not me. It’s some old 50 year old man with a pot belly that is unable to keep up with the CRT payment for his staff.

And Peiqi has been hounding for him to pay up until he finally snapped.

That was all I could do.

Play the scenario in my head.

Until one day.

Until one day when I was practising how to insert an IV. We practised among each other in class and it took a few attempts for me to get the hang of it.

And when I successfully put the IV into one of my friend’s veins, hooked it up with the saline drip, I felt my body shake and I was hit with this massive erection.

It just hit me.

Like someone gave me a slap in my face.

My heart started beating really fast and I looked at the array of drugs in the locked cabinet and the tube delivering saline into my friend’s body.

I was hit with a sudden thought.

An evil one.

If I put an IV in Peiqi on the pretext of practising for my practical.

I can control what drugs go inside her body.

My throat went dry as I could literally see the list of chemicals and drugs cycle through my head.

If I could get her to go to sleep, perhaps I can expose her body to someone.

I don’t know who.

I don’t know how.

All I know is, that no man in the right frame of mind, would reject looking at my wife’s body.

coming soon

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