Diary of a useless man, is a progressively updated diary of a man whose wife is cheating on him. Follow Jay as he reveals his wife’s indiscretion to the whole internet.
*The diary is getting a bit too long to manage in a single post, i never expect Jay to be able to keep it going for so long, usually the sharing fizzles out after a couple of weeks. Anyway, i will be splitting it up the updates into a seperate post*
21/10/25
I want to start by thanking James, the writer of this blog for allowing me to share my story.
He promised to keep editing minimal, and post the update as raw as it gets.
I am a useless man, and i want to apologise to all the Singaporean readers on this site. I am a disgrace to all of you because despite the mounting evidence of my wife’s infidelity, i don’t dare to confront her. I can talk loud, behave like some big towkay at the coffee shop when i drink, drive with my tattooed arm out the van holding a cigarette, you see me on the road, i assure you, i’m the last person you want to find trouble with.
The truth however, was that i’m a coward. The tattoo, the piercings, the aggressive driving and gesturing, it was all to cover my insecurity about my life.
Maybe to numb over the fact that my wife is slowly drifting away from me.
I don’t dare to face reality because i still love her very much.
I’m 39 this year, my wife is only 30. 9 year age gap, i know your first thought must be i bought myself a bride from a neighbouring country. I did not.
Zishan is Singaporean, born and bred, so am i.
As a full time delivery driver, i bring home about 3.5k a month after taking away the rent for the vehicle, and other miscellaneous cost. It’s not a stressful job despite the long hours. I take on-demand jobs, which in a way, gives me more control of my time. This is the closest i can get to becoming a boss i think.
Zishan on the other hand, works in a property office. She’s not an agent, but she does some backend work. I’m not sure exactly what it is though. Her office is at Toa Payoh, i drop her off at work sometimes.
My wife is not the pretty and hot kind of girl. She’s just pleasant looking. I mean she’s not ugly or anything, but there are plenty of hotter girls around. Girls with longer legs, bigger breast, tighter butt and all. Zishan is just plain and simple looking. Her breast is not even big, just an A cup. She is also not very tall, 1.6m. Weight wise i think it has stayed the same between 45-47kg. It fluctuates every now and then.
So you can imagine how surprised i was when i realised something is going on between her and a colleague.
I first noticed the smiles when she is texting.
I mean, why would you need to smile when you are sending a text?
Doesn’t make sense right?
When i asked her what is going on, she quickly made her expression neutral and just said it was nothing.
We live in a 3 room BTO flat in Sengkang. Quiet neighbourhood, nice neighbours. I’m quite happy to be honest but i know Zishan isn’t. She is the kind of person that believes she deserves more.
We got together when i was 26, she was only 17. Then we got married when she was 19. Yeah, sounds hard to believe but we are married for 11 years already.
Sometimes she will say things like she wished we stayed in a condo. Or she wished we could afford a car. I asked her what’s wrong with the Van, and she will roll her eyes at me. I am a simple man, i like a simple life, but i know a simple life, is the last thing on Zishan’s mind.
I know i can say all i want, i can accuse her of anything, but end of the day, i need proof. I want to expose her on the internet.
Why? Why i want to do this?
Maybe, just maybe, the colleague may read this, maybe he will realise that i know, maybe he will back off and stop this mistake.
Maybe he will stop the relationship with Zishan and i will get my wife back.
Maybe he got subscribe to James’ site and realised he is committing a sin.
I love Zishan a lot but sometimes, seeing the way she is behaving, i just feel like screaming and telling the whole world what a slut she is for doing this to me.
Today, is day 1 of me tracking everything and sending it all to James for his site.
I know Zishan took leave tomorrow, i saw her message notification from HR. She never said anything about her leave. Usually when she is on leave, she will tell me, she will either go and do her nails, or her facial. Then we meet for lunch or something, but not tomorrow.
Tomorrow she is going somewhere with the man.
Alan.
I don’t know where, i also don’t know what time.
But i intend to follow her.
I know how the man looks like already.
He’s quite good looking, i googled the company website and saw that he is one of the director there.
I know Zishan and Alan are meeting for coffee, sometimes lunch and dinner regularly. Sometimes they go shopping together, but not to the stage of going to a hotel. I know Alan sends her back a couple of times a week, and they will sit and talk in the car for a while.
Watching it happen, i feel very helpless. Slowly but surely, it is going to happen.
I tried to check my wife’s phone for more details, but she always guard it, even when she sleeps, she will put beside her. She’s also a light sleeper, i worry she may catch me in the act if i were to try anything more.
I did however, managed to find a picture of Alan her and at a mall on Zishan’s ipad recycle bin. The folder had other pictures too, normal group photos, but this one, you don’t need to be a degree holder to know something is up. Who would take picture like this with a married woman?
I suspect the person taking the picture also knows something is up, maybe if i can find out who he or she is, i may be able to find more information.
Honestly, i’m terrified.
I love Zishan. I don’t want her to leave me, but the feeling of knowing something is going on, and yet know knowing exactly what, it’s killing me.
If it were me alone, i won’t have the confidence to do this. To collect evidence and expose her, to lay it all out, i simply don’t have the guts to do it. But i am no longer alone now.
James has promised to open up this post for comments so everyone can advise me. He will also help in anyway he can, in exchange for the rights to this developing story.
Tomorrow i will update James again.
I will try to share pictures.
I don’t know if i have the guts to take a picture of them together in public, i have tattoos on my hand and legs, they are quite obvious.
Anyway, i plan to leave home tomorrow morning at my usual time and wait in the carpark for Alan to arrive. I even exchanged van with a brother so my wife won’t know it’s my car plate.
I hope when i eventually confront them, i won’t do anything stupid.
Then again, i stay Sengkang, not Yishun. It shouldn’t be that bad even if i snap.
Jay the useless man
21/10/25
6.50pm.
I reached Gandtral mall at Tai Seng. Parked at the loading and unloading. I was quite afraid of bumping into Zishan. She say she is meeting a friend for dinner. I asked her which friend, i know all of the friends she hang out with. She replied ;
Zishan : work friend, you don’t know one.
I suspect she is meeting Alan but again, i have no proof.
I am wearing mask, long sleeve top, cap and gloves. Also long pants, nothing out of the ordinary. A lot of delivery guys dress like this to protect themselves from the sun. The eating places are all at level 1, so i went up to level 2 and try to look down.
I can’t see Zishan or Alan. Maybe they are sitting inside one of the restaurant but i don’t dare to walk into every one. Yes, i can pretend i’m collecting orders, say i walk into wrong shop but i’m afraid Zishan will see me. There’s a chinese saying, don’t hit the grass and alert the snake. If not, it will be harder for me to find out the truth.
I can’t see her from level 2, so i decided to go to the carpark and see if i can find Alan’s car.
I walked every level, looked at every car, no sign of his car.
I thought i was overthinking things when i saw Alan walking out towards the carpark on level 3.
My heart start beating very fast and i immediately turned around and walk away like a coward.
I felt so angry then, there i was, upset, looking for the truth and still being a coward. Next time, when i meet up with James, maybe i’ll ask him for a selfie together. You just look at my body. James describes me as an angry Muay Thai fighter that just lost a match due to a rigged judging panel but looks can be deceiving.
I made a quick U-turn , and i saw Alan shutting the door of a car. Not his blue BMW, it’s a white Volvo SUV. He is holding a box of tissue paper. He walked quite fast, towards the mall entrance.
I kept about 10m distance between us but when i saw him enter the door, i hesitated again. How long should i wait? 10 seconds? 20? What if i push open the door and come face to face with Zishan? Then how?
I wished i was James, his timing in all his stories were always perfect. My hesitation cost me because when i go in, all i saw as a long empty corridor. All closed doors.
I went back down to level 2 to see if i can spot them on level 1 eateries. Again, nothing.
Why need tissue paper? If you having dinner, the restaurant and cafe don’t provide napkins? Why need to go to the car and take?
After another 10 minutes of wandering around, i decided to call my wife but her phone was switched off. That made me even more nervous.
I decided to go back to the carpark by taking another exit and i saw something in the staircase that made my mind wander. I saw clumps of tissue paper on the floor, beside the fire hosereel.
I don’t know if it belongs to Alan and Zishan, i also don’t dare to touch. I just stare and day dream there for a moment before rushing back to the carpark.
Then i realised Alan’s car is gone.
Perhaps the only consolation i have was that i manage to get another delivery order from the mall back to sengkang.
Hopefully tomorrow i will get something more concrete when i follow Zishan on her day off.
Jay the useless man
22/10/25
Zishan left home at usual this morning. Her usual work timing is 9am, so she leaves home about 7.30am. She usually takes a feeder bus to Sengkang MRT, then from there, take a train all the way to Toa Payoh, buys breakfast then go up office and eat. Today, she woke up at 6am. 30 minutes earlier than usual
I ask her why she say she meeting a colleague to go gym before office. Before i could ask who, she say the name of a female colleague, Michelle. I have no way of verifying, i also cannot ask too much.
She went toilet and i saw her changed into sports bra and yoga leggings. It made me feel very aroused and horny, i went and hug her from behind. Zishan ‘tsk’ at me.
Jay : You look very good wearing this…
I tried to touch her breast but she push my hand away. I tried to touch her backside and she moved her body to the side.
Zishan : Tsk!…i’m going to be late…
Jay : very long never…i want…
Zishan : Tsk…weekend la…
Jay : You say one ah…
Zishan : Yah la, ya la…
She shooed me out of the toilet and began putting on her makeup.
Go exercise need to put makeup?
Not finish already then put?
I also don’t dare to ask.
I got changed also. Zishan left home at 7am hastily while i was still toasting bread for breakfast.
Actually, the toasting bread was James’ idea. I was to create a situation where she thinks i won’t be able to leave home in a hurry, but i can.
The moment she left, i peered out the flat towards the lift lobby. I can hear the beep beep beep of the door closing and i immediately rushed out of my flat. Of course i switched off the main switch.
I stay on the 4th floor, i head straight to the staircase and rushed down. I saw Zishan’s back view, she is not going towards the bus stop. She is heading towards the multi-storey carpark.
I followed her, breaking into a half run but still, i was too late. I saw the blue BMW at the washing bay and i quickly hid myself behind a pillar. Zishan got into Alan’s car. I want to take a photo but i realised i rushed out without bringing anything. I’m also wearing slippers instead of my usual running shoe. I feel so angry with myself as i watched them exit the carpark gantry.
I ran back home, quickly ate, grabbed my things and then rushed to my van. Then i realised something. I don’t even know where they are. If i call my wife, she will get suspicious. She’s definitely not in office, she’s on leave. I can’t possibly drive my friend’s van around either. In the end, i went back to doing deliveries. My friend’s van is smaller, and he doesn’t have a trolley. This makes taking some orders a bit challenging. Lunch time, i met my friend and we swopped back out vehicles.
I was feeling very moody. I thought to myself, what would James do? What would the characters in his stories do? Then i had an idea. Go back home and search for clues.
Zishan’s ipad is in the living room. I opened her search history and i suddenly feel like my knowledge and intelligence +10 after reading James’ stories. My answer, is right in the browser history.
It’s a pilates studio at New bahru.
Accompanying the search, is also a few eateries at the place.
I immediately left home again. By the time i got to new bahru from Seng kang, it was close to 3pm. I scanned the whole carpark, there are no signs of the BMW.
I feel so stupid. My wife is spending her day with another man and i’m running around Singapore like a idiot.
Then i took some orders to try and make up for the day’s lack of earnings. About 7pm like that, my phone rang, it was my wife. I quickly answered.
Zishan : you eat already?
Jay : Not yet…why
Zishan : I eating with colleague, a lot of left over, i dabao back for you.
Jay : ok.
Reached home at 9pm and Zishan is already chilling on the sofa drinking beer and eating snacks from the China supermarket
She was smiling while watching Korean drama, she seemed like she’s in a good mood.
Zishan : food on the table…
Jay : ok…
The food.
Thai food inside a typical take away plastic container.
Half a portion of Tom Yum fried rice, 2 piece of pandan chicken, 1 Thai fish cake, 1 Thai popiah, a piece of squid. Then in another box, half a bowl of Tom Yum soup, inside there’s chicken.
It’s good fare for my dinner, usually i just get Cai png.
I put them into the microwave and went to shower.
There’s 2 toilet at home. The master bath, and the common bath. We usually shower in the master, then bring our clothes to throw into the pail in the common. I don’t know why , i suddenly have this compelling urge to check the laundry pail.
Sometimes i use the common bath to shower after i take a long shit, because my wife will complain my shit stinks up the toilet. I went into the common bath and turned up the volume of my phone and on the tik tok app. I want to make it appear like i’m watching tik tok while i shit.
I don’t know why i suddenly feel both excited and angry as i squat beside the laundry pail. Inside are my wife’s clothes. There is a laundry bag specially set aside for under garments. I unzipped it slowly like i’m defusing a bomb. Inside i saw my wife’s panties and bra.
Today is Wednesday.
We do laundry on weekends, the Sunday batch is still drying in the yard. So simple math right?
I reached in and checked. At the top, is the sports bra she wore out that morning. It’s a bit damp, i brought up to smell, it smells good. A bit musky, stale sweat, but it’s my wife’s smell. Then i saw the panties. I counted 2.
2.
But today is Wednesday. There should be 3.
I know she wore the white panty on Monday, i saw her changed into it. Tuesday she wore a white dress, so it should be a light colour panty. The other panty is black, seamless design, that should be to go with her yoga tights. Where is the other panty?
Why is there a missing one?
I counted the bras immediately. There are too many bras. 4 normal, 2 sports bra. I assume after her gym or whatever pilates, she showered, and changed into a normal bra, but then what about her panty?
She never wear one ? or she left it somewhere? or she gave it to Alan?
Why need so many bras? The bras should also be dry more or less, i can accept the sports bra being damp but got 1 bra, it’s totally wet. Like it was washed. The padded cups are soaked through. I brought it up to smell, it smells of shower foam.
Zishan washed that bra with shower foam. Why?
Why so special?
Is it because she let Alan use it? How he use it? Did he shoot onto the bra cup?
I sat on the floor, i don’t know what to think. As angry as i was, i feel myself getting hard. I wrapped my meat with my wife’s panty and i start stroking myself.
The more i do it, the angrier i became. I stopped when the tik tok video ended, snapping me back to reality.
I showered with cold water and i thought of questioning Zishan. How can panties go missing?
Doesn’t make sense right?
Or she wear disposable ones?
While eating my dinner, i suddenly thought of something.
I’m eating leftovers.
Maybe i’m eating Zishan and Alan’s leftovers.
Maybe i’m eating Alan’s leftovers.
He eat my wife until he’s full, and i get the leftovers?
Is this the right way to describe my situation?
How else can i describe it?
I stole glances at my wife in the living room, she was smiling while watching the drama one moment, then texting on her phone the other.
I want to read what is on her phone, but how?
Any ideas?
I want to post Alan’s vehicle number and picture, i even want to post his property agent number and listings to expose him but James warned me that Doxing is illegal. Besides, i have no proof of anything.
I chewed my food, forcing myself to swallow each bite as i looked at my wife. She adjusted her sitting posture, angling her body to the side. I could see her breast and nipple from the opening of her singlet. It made my heart beat faster.
Tomorrow i will try to be at Toa Payoh during lunch time. I want to see if i can see who Zishan is having lunch with.
Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but i know i will get the evidence and expose what she is doing eventually.
Jaytheuselessman
23/10/25
11pm
This morning, i offered to drive Zishan to Sengkang MRT. She said ok.
I will take this opportunity to describe my wife a little. She really got not much of a breast or butt, and i really find her to be a simple girl next door. I don’t know what Alan sees in her honestly.
I first noticed her change in behavior about a month ago. Initially i brushed it off as me being overly suspicious, but there are too many signs to ignore.
First, is her dressing. She usually wear and rotates the usual wardrobe, but suddenly, she starts buying new clothes and heels at a frequency that simply never happens. Yes, i know women all like to shop, but 6 pairs of new heels and shoes in a month? Is that normal?
And Zishan tries to hide them while i pretend not to notice. She threw out older shoes and heels she no longer wear, and put the new shoes into old boxes.
Clothes wise, she used to go pants and blouse. Friday is jeans and casual top, dress down day. Once in a blue moon, she will wear a long dress, or a long skirt. Recently, she starts dressing up in short skirt and dresses. Her blouses too, were more revealing.
She starts to dress with a Korean vibe, like those secretaries of big CEOs. I must admit, she looks better dressed now, more confident too.
Last time she only wear heels for special occasions, or presentations. Now, almost everyday, she will wear heels. Last time, she only spends 10 minutes on quick simple makeup, now, she spends at least 30 minutes, drawing her eyes and doing the eye shadow such that she has that seductive gaze when she looks at you.
She also starts to take more pictures of herself in the mirror, trying to do those influencer style OOTD or some shit.
I planned to take deliveries and time it such that i will be in Toa Payoh area by lunch time. Unfortunately i was a bit late. I reached Toa Payoh at 1.30pm. I pretend to text my wife, ask if she ate already, if not, we can have lunch together.
She did not reply me until 3pm. Busy working and rushing for some paperwork, already ate.
So i got nothing today except wasting more time and missing out on deliveries.
I finished my last drop at 6.30pm. I could have easily get another $40-50 if i work another hour during peak hour but i kept thinking of Zishan. So i went back earlier.
I got home at 7.15pm, Zishan is not back yet. I text her, ask if she wants dinner. She said no.
I told her i’m going out to run at the waterway, she replied she will be a bit late.
Running was just an excuse. I want to see how she comes back. I hung around the entrance to the estate, if Alan drops her off, i will definitely see.
No luck today.
Zishan came home on her usual feeder bus.
I pretend to jog up to her and we walk back together. I want to hold her hand, she ‘tsk’ at me, says i’m sweaty.
At the lift lobby, a teenage girl gave us weird looks.
I look a bit old for my age, while it’s the opposite for Zishan. She probably think my wife is my daughter or something.
Zishan : you go shower first. i need to finish up some work.
Jay : ok …
I didn’t think much, just wash up. Then i came out.
Jay : I’m done. your turn…
I heard her talking, she got headphones plugged in and is in a zoom call, camera off.
Suddenly, got knocking on the door. I naturally want to go and answer the door but i have only a towel wrapped around my waist.
Zishan gestured for me to go back into the room. Then i saw her mute the meeting, she pull down her earphones, then minimise the screen.
When she minimise the screen, i saw it.
The whatsapp chat screen on her laptop.
She was chatting with Alan. I saw pictures, one of them is of bubble tea. I honestly don’t know what i was thinking. Instead of going to the laptop to freeze the screen and read, i actually quickly ran into the room. My heart was thumping as i hear my wife bring in the redmart delivery order.
Alan sent her a lot of messages, messages that i want to read, but how?
I changed and by the time i came out, Zishan was back having her meeting already.
Sitting at the dining area, i watched her as i drank a beer. Every now and then, she will speak, then after a while, she will type, then smile to herself.
5 minutes later, it was over. She closed the laptop screen and went into the bathroom.
My heart was racing as i peered towards the master bath. I could hear the water flowing. I opened the laptop screen, it was not shut down, but it needed a password. I don’t know her password. Not wanting to risk it, i closed the screen again. My eyes went to her work bag, i decided to go and ransack through.
Then my heart stopped.
Her bra is in her bag. She is not wearing her bra.I almost want to rush into the toilet but i forced myself to calm down.
There can be other explanation. Maybe there is. I text James for advice. He asked me to sit on the couch casually, pretend all is normal. Then when she comes out, ask her about it, see her reaction.
10 minutes later, Zishan came out and i asked her about her bra while pretending to select netflix movies.
Jay: Why your bra in the bag?
Zishan : New bra…very uncomfortable…
She replied naturally and took the bra from the bag and threw it into the laundry basket.
Just like that. No denial, not big fuss. Just a normal reply.
The rest of the night, nothing happened. I climbed into bed and cuddled with her. I touched her breast, she whines and complains a bit but in the end she gave in. We had sex but it was over in 5 minutes.
I don’t know why, but the moment i put it in, i kept thinking of Alan doing it to her. Looking at her closed eyes, looking at her breathe, looking at her bite her lips, i cannot take it. I finished really fast and i could see she was thankful. Can you imagine how that feels?
My wife, thankful that i finished fast.
Jay : I masturbate for you?
I offered as i put my hand around her, she moved away. She use to like my fingering, last time, we will even go it in the cinema.
Zishan : No need…a bit dry…and painful…
Jay : sorry…
She took her phone and went into the toilet.
Zishan spent like 30 minutes in there. When she came out, she was smiling and she looked relieve. I suspect she masturbated herself in the toilet while talking to Alan. Or maybe while having a video call with Alan. I don’t know for sure. Just a guest.
That’s all for today.
Tomorrow is Friday. I need to cheong for the weekend rush if i want to keep my earnings consistent.
I will try to fish for more information and updates.
Sometimes i really feel like calling my wife slut in her face.
Slut wife!
Slut cheating wife!
I can already see myself posting her sex videos with Alan online and going to jail if i catch them in the act.
sigh, but these are just thoughts. I dare to think, i don’t dare to do.
Jaytheuselessman
24/10/25
I accepted orders the night before, so i need to leave home a bit early. I can’t send my wife to the MRT or to see if Alan picks her up. It’s a crazy morning, and by lunch time, i can smell my own stink. Perspiration and dri-fit top don’t mix. Anyway, i manage to get an order form Geylang back to Sengkang Hospital. After dropping off the order , it was coming to 3.30pm.
I thought might as well head home for a quick shower and rest before i cheong the evening peak.
When i got into the toilet, the floor was wet. This doesn’t make sense. From 7am till 3.30pm, the floor should have dried up by then, but it’s still wet. Then the sink is also wet, like someone just used it a while ago.
I checked around the rest of the house and i went to the laundry pail.Nothing out of the ordinary.
Still, i don’t feel good, you know, that 6th sense keep nagging me, like something is wrong but you don’t know what. I also don’t have camera at home. I went to my wife’s wardrobe and i opened her towel cabinet. Then i saw the problem.
She has a missing towel.
Her towels are all in the shade of pastel pink and red, i know exactly how many she has. I don’t mean the gym towel those small ones, or those you bring out when you go swimming or gym. I’m talking about the bigs ones you use at home. She has 4, i have 6, Mine, is all standard SAF issue green towel. There should be 3 dried and clean ones in her side of the cupboard, the one being used will be hung in the bathroom.
Now, there is only 2 clean ones in the cupboard, meaning, someone used that towel to shower in my toilet a few hours ago. If it’s Zishan, she would have used the one in the bathroom. So i figure, it must be someone else. Alan.
Angry can hardly be used to describe what i was feeling. My wife brought another man up to our place? And let him shower in our toilet?
Then lend him her towel?
What the fuck is this?
I know what you must be thinking.
Have proof or not?
Don’t have talk so much for what?
I then went to look into the dustbin. As a couple, we don’t really have that much trash. We empty the bins on weekends when we do housework, but suddenly i realised the trash bin in the common bedroom is emptied. Even the plastic bag was changed. I remember using a Hock Hua yellow plastic bag, now it has been changed to a plain white one.
I should be feeling very angry, but i don’t know why i’m getting an erection. I went into my bedroom and look at my wife’s picture on the side table and i shouted at her framed picture.
Jay : SLUT! FUCKING SLUT!
After a cold shower, my erection died down and i sat at the table, swipping and refreshing my delivery app to see what other jobs i can take for Friday night. I felt so useless and helpless.
My brain starts to wander and conjure up weird scenarios. Does my wife like Alan because he has a bigger cock, or he can last longer? Is it he can make her feel better? Or is it because he drives a BMW and makes a lot of money? Or because he is younger, more close to her age instead of a old man like me?
My eyes went to the stack of unopened letters on the table, i opened some of them. Housing agent flyers, town council magazine, then i saw an envelope from ICA addressed to Zishan. I got mine recently too when i renewed my passport.
Hers was due to expire soon as well.
The last time we went overseas was to Genting highland in 2022. A 4D3N trip.
A light bulb went off and i went to look at Zishan’s passport. Our passport is like brand new, with only a few chops. And because we always travel together, our dates and number of chops are always the same.
However, when i flipped Zishan’s page, i saw something. An additional chop. I just stare at the date and my mind just went blank.
Totally blank.
That was just last week. It was a normal work day. why is Zishan even in Malaysia? She went in and out on the same day.
With who?
That itself is enough evidence to confront her.
I got very worked up but luckily, James asked me to calm down when i text him. We need to find out more first. It was hard to put the passport back and pretend nothing is happening.
How would you feel if it were you? Your wife go Malaysia and never tell you?
I remember last Thursday, Zishan left home early and she packed for the gym. Extra clothes and all but she went Malaysia. Is it she go to a hotel there with Alan?
Then brought extra clothes along to change?
Again, my anger and frustration was interrupted by my body’s weird reaction. I got hard again thinking about the situation.
I want to know what they did, i want to know if Zishan did something she should not have, but being unable to made me so angsty and frustrated.
Again, got evidence or not? If not, talk so much for what?
A few minutes later, i snapped out of it and went back to do my deliveries. There’s a lot of peak hour orders, the money is good. I’m already so far away in terms of earning power compared to Alan. If i don’t buck up and do more, i’ll be even further away.
I continue to cheong my deliveries until evening.
About 6pm, my wife text me to say she is heading out for dinner and drinks with colleagues to celebrate a good month. The team closed many deals at new launches, the boss is buying them dinner.
I said ok. What else can i say?
Ask her come home, wait for her useless husband finish sending deliveries then watch netflix together?
As i load the cartons of drinks onto my trolley, i kept thinking about the passport stamp and my wife’s day trip into Malaysia.
With who?
Do what?
If only i knew then a bigger surprise awaits at night.
Jaytheuselessman
Part 2 update
Still Friday.
24/10/25
Sorry, no time to update and send over. Need to clear a lot of backlog deliveries to achieve my target income. It’s been a bad weekend, the rain made it worse. Aside from doing the freelance delivery on app, i also helped a durian seller send his group buy stuff. Good thing about his orders was that the time limit to complete is more flexible. I just need to finish it within a certain time block while fulfilling other jobs in the area.
Back to my cheating slut wife Zishan.
About 6pm, my wife text me to say she is heading out for dinner and drinks with colleagues to celebrate a good month. The team closed many deals at new launches, the boss is buying them dinner.
I said ok. It’s Friday, and for people working in offices with all these teams and shit, i guess it’s something common to have these on the last working day of the week. For people like me, it’s just another peak day to grab more orders.
I don’t know if it’s really with colleagues, or just with Alan. I was too angry to think about it.
I continued doing deliveries until about 9.30 pm. It was 10pm by the time i got back and still no sign of Zishan.
Dinner and drinks need to take so long?
I dropped her a message, no reply.
I missed call her twice.
Then she msg me say she is in the cinema, will call me later. Last minute movies with colleagues. I don’t even remember the last time i watched a movie with Zishan in the cinema. Now got netflix, still got people go cinema?
So i waited.
I played mobile game, surfed a bit of porn, read some erotic stories. 12 Midnight, still no call.
Then she text me at 12.12am, say she on her way back in a grab. She asked me to sleep first. I never reply, i pretend i never read the message to give the impression i sleep already.
Then i secretly make my way down to the estate drop off area. I hid a distance away near the fitness corner. About 12.40am, i saw a blue BMW turn into the estate. Alan’s car.
I can really feel the fire in my stomach.
It turned into the drop off, but it just stopped there. The windows are tinted, i cannot see what is happening. Then less than a minute later, Alan drove towards the multi-storey carpark.
Why he never drop off? Is it because they saw me?
It’s impossible, i was quite far away and i’m sure i’ was blocked by both walls and trees.
I immediately followed. Not into the carpark, but up the stairs of the connecting HDB block. From there, i can see which level they go up to. First few levels is season parking, so he keeps turning up until level 5. Then he parked at the very far corner of the Multi-storey carpark.
I got to the same level and waited at the connecting bridge from HDB to carpark.
My heart was beating very fast by now.
I have the urge to just run up and beat him up, the most i end up on the news, but my balls are just not up to the task. I worry about being charged, being photographed walking out of the courts.
I just peered from behind the column towards the far end of the carpark. If there happen to have police on patrol, they will surely think i’m up to no good.
With the way i look, the tattoos, spying on a normal looking couple, maybe they will think want to rob them or something.
The BMW engine was on for a while before it stopped.
Then i saw Alan come out of the car.
He walked over to the passenger side and opened the door. Like some fucking gentleman.
His body was blocking the passenger, i can’t make out if it’s Zishan, but it must be. Who else can it be?
He reached out, like some gentleman helping, then i saw him pull my wife out of the seat right into his arms.
My mouth opened and i just stared.
Alan hugged my wife for about 2-3 seconds before Zishan pushed herself away. She hit him on his chest playfully like a young couple having a tiff.
My fingers clenched around the white plaster wall and i could hear my heart thumping. I feel like charging right up and make such a commotion that my neighbours would call the police. Then tomorrow i will end up on Xinmin or Wanbao or something.
As if being angry was not bad enough, i felt my erection getting harder, until i was totally erect. What kind of useless, weak man will get excited when he sees his wife in another man’s arms?
Alan’s hand stroked my wife’s arms as if he was afraid she will be cold. Then they held hands while facing each other. My anger is rising, and yet, i was getting rock hard. This is so weird.
Then Alan pulled Zishan close and kissed her.
She tried to push him away but he held onto her. I really saw her trying to push him, but she gave up after a while and melt into his embrace. It was a rather long kiss. While they kiss, i can see his body pressing against my wife’s body. His hands kept rubbing her back and waist, feeling her bra strap before cupping her butt from outside her skirt.
They kissed for about 10 seconds before she pulled back and adjust her hair like some shy school girl kissing her senior. Then they looked around the carpark to see if anyone else is there. From their body language, i could see they are going to walk towards the connecting block where i’m at already, i lowered my body to a half squat. Then i heard my wife’s heels starting to click on the carpark floor.
I raised up my phone over my head and anyhow take a few pictures. When the sound of heels came closer, i ran.
I turned and ran. Like a fucking coward.
A coward that is angry with myself.
I ran as fast as i could back home, i switched off all the lights and stared at the door peep hole.
A few minutes later, i saw Alan and Zishan appear in the corner. They took their time to walk back, no doubt enjoying the feeling of holding hands.
My wife was gesturing for Alan to go, but he is gesturing for something else. Zishan shook her head, he tried to pull her by her wrist, she pushed him away.
But he pulled her again then Zishan gave in.
Then i saw Alan reached under my wife’s blouse and touched her breast. He touched her for like 5-6 seconds before she beat his hand away and quickly came towards the door.
I ran away like a coward and back into the room. I covered myself with the blanket and pretended to sleep as my wife entered.
She switched on the bathroom lights and i pretended to groan.
Jay : ernghh back already? eat already?
Zishan : yah…
She set down her bag on the dresser, i could smell her perfume. She smells so good, so womanly, so feminine. She removed accessories, get her makeup remover wipes. I also saw her charge her laptop, plugging it in and turning it on.
Deng! I heard her typing something and i peeped.
She’s attaching some files to be sent out. Then she left a voice message.
Zishan : Claris, i just sent you the files. Remember to change the heading and edit the numbers before you send to boss.
I covered my face with the bolster, but i’m actually peeping from unver.
She left another message to Claris, about exporting some data from something and send to her over the weekend. Then she typed again on the laptop, click a few times before she took out her phone. I saw her turn and look at me on the bed, i continued breathing slowly, giving an impression i was sleeping.
Zishan plugged in her phone to the laptop as well and i heard the ‘deng’ notification. My wife turned around again and it took everything i had to stay calm.
Why need to keep turning and looking at me?
Then i saw her click something and she’s transferring some files. She angled her laptop screen down slightly, about 35 degree angle. Screen is still on and the light is spilling onto the chair and floor.
I peeped at her removing her blouse and unzipping her skirt. My erection throbbed seeing her in bra and panty. She bend down to pick up her clothes, then she unbuckled her bra.
Then she went into the bathroom. Moments later, i heard the shower come on.
I sat up and looked at the laptop and connected phone.
As quietly as i can, i went over and i realised she was transferring photos and videos into her laptop. The green bar filled up.
I looked at the bathroom door and then to the laptop.
She has a folder on her laptop named ‘A’
I went to the folder and i opened it.
That was when i knew my marriage was over.
Jaytheuselessman
26/10/25 – 27/10/25
Saturday part 2 to Sunday afternoon
Today is a good day for me. Good as in my takings for the day is good. Got a few back to back order that i can run concurrently, and they are all clustered within same neighbourhood.
Sunday my wife usually go back to her parents’ place at Bishan. They stay opposite the interchange, very convenient place, i stayed there for a while before out BTO flat was ready. She is the only child too.
Sunday, depending on how i plan my routes, i usually clock at least half a day doing jobs, then i spend the rest of the day with my wife and in laws. However, i was feeling very angry the whole of saturday. Really feel like going mad already.
Before I go further, I should give some background about Zishan. My wife Zishan was an IJ girl. What’s IJ girl? As in she went to an IJ school, lah.
If you know you know, If you don’t, I also don’t know how to explain, they are all damm one kind.
Same pattern.
Imagine growing up surrounded by girls, all your classmates, your CCA, even the canteen aunties. Not much exposure to boys at all until, what, maybe JC or Poly at the earliest. So you put an IJ girl in the wild and the first time some guy show her attention, treat her nice, make her laugh, it’s game over. Easy prey. I know this because I was the one who exploited that in Zishan.
When she was in poly hanging around other boys her age, I was the mature one, bit older, rode a bike, always with leather jacket even in the bloody Singapore heat.
I’d wait for her after her lectures, sometimes just appear outside the library, helmet in hand. Zishan had this tiny, round face and big eyes, plus the uniform of self-doubt that all IJ girls wear like a badge.
She always acted shy, but you could see she wanted to go wild, wanted someone to take her out of herself. I was that someone.
I’ll bring her on bike rides, picnics in sentosa. After watching midnight movies i’ll send her back, no need to take night rider. While her friends were still excited about booking downtown east Chalet, i was doing staycation with her at Hotel 81 in Geylang.
Taking her on my bike across the causeway for supper and back in the morning without her parents knowing was perhaps one of the most daring things she’s done. I don’t know why but she bragged about it for months to her friends.
The first time I brought her on my bike, she was so nervous she clung to me for dear life, her hands gripped under my shirt till it left red marks. When we reached the reservoir, she was shaking a bit, like a thrill ride had just finished.
We sat on the grass, and when I leaned over to kiss her, she didn’t resist, she just gasped and then closed her eyes as if she’d rehearsed it in her dreams. Can’t fucking wait to lose her first kiss to another guy like that.
I’d joke that all IJ girls were like that,so hungry for any attention that the first guy who showed any would get them for life. A bit chauvinist, maybe, but looking at our marriage now, not entirely wrong.
I was her first everything. First kiss, first BJ, first partner, sometimes I wondered if that was a good thing. She never dated anyone before me, never flirted, never even held hands with a boy until me.
Her good friends were all girls, and they treated boyfriends like some mythic lottery, something that maybe could happen, probably not.
So when I became hers, she made it her whole identity. I never minded. I liked the attention, liked the way she’d text me every few minutes, always wanted to know what I was doing. She baked for me, bought trinkets for my bike, even learned how to check the oil just to impress me.
Every birthday, she’d go all out,handmade cards, surprise parties, even once made a video montage of our “love story”.
Those first years, I thought, this one will never leave me. She will love me forever.
Even when i’m typing this,I kept thinking, how did I end up here?
How did Zishan become the kind of woman who i never thought she could be?
Or maybe I was the kind of husband who drove his wife to become like this?
Useless, no stable job. Bad temper and still want to act like the world owes me a living. Yes, i’m the one the curse the loudest at the government whenever the topic comes up, i’m also the one that cheered the loudest when i attend political rallies held by the opposition.
But end of the day, at the ballot, i’m also the one that always vote the ruling party.
Maybe my wife got sick of the man she married.
All talk, no action.
I always say if i want to, i can be some successful CEO or business owner, but the Hokkien has a saying that was perfect for describing me.
Mouth talk, penis feel good. (Chui gong, lan par song) As in i say things just to make my ego feel better.
These are things i cannot say to my friends or my wife in real life, but i found my voice on this platform. It allowed me to remain anonymous. I know every update is edited by James, credits to him though because i could never write or describe as well as him.
James exact words to me when he first saw my email to be posted were : “ What language did you send your email in?”
My emails are peppered with Chee bye, KNN, pundek, and the usual curses, but i told James to edit them as he saw fit as long as the message gets across. He complains that my English would give a language teacher cancer.
If my English is better, i also can write erotic stories online, no need run around Singapore delivering stuff.
What a ‘kum gong’ ( ridiculous ) observation by James.
Sorry for the long rant, it’s been a challenging weekend.
Back to the folder of pictures Zishan was trying to transfer from her phone to her laptop, i didn’t have much reaction time.
I stare at the thumbnails for like 2 seconds, i already feel like i was going to die. I grabbed a usb drive and i connected it into the spare port. Then i ctrl-C and Ctrl V into my drive. It’s not a big folder, i didn’t have time to see through all the files. It took less than 20 seconds to copy. After i’m done, i kept the thumb drive and returned the laptop to it’s original condition. I barely covered the blanket over my body when i heard the water stopped.
The door opened just when i covered my face with the bolster again.
I could feel my erection throbbing,
I was angry, and also very turned on if I’m honest. The anger and the horniness tangled up inside me, impossible to separate. i kept thinking about the pictures in the folder and my guts twisted into a knot.
Zishan went to check her laptop and phone, then i saw her turn around to look at me again, then she shut down everything.
She took out her hair dryer, a dyson ok? I bought for her birthday present. It’s a 2nd hand one from carousell but she doesn’t know that. It was as good as new, only used twice.
My wife went to the living room to dry her hair.
20 minutes later, she came in, climbed into bed and went to sleep.
I was raging hard thinking about what i saw. I turned and hugged her. I never touch her or anything, as in i never touch her privates. Is just a normal hug, hand around her waist.
Then something weird happen. I don’t know why, she turned around and hug me back.
Jay : mmmh?
I pretend to be puzzled but my wife cuddle up closer to me. I continued my act of pretending to be half asleep but when Zishan kissed me, my eyes just open.
Of course i was surprise, she seldom initiate any acts of intimacy. Then why?
Why that night?
Is it because she guilty?
Is it because she suspect i saw the photos or i copied something from her?
Must be the guilt right?
She never say anything, she just pull down my pants and i was already semi hard before that, the moment i felt her fingers grab me, i got throbbing hard.
Jay : you…ok?
Zishan : mmmh…
My wife climb on top of me and she kissed me while licking my nipples.
I closed my eyes as she lowered herself onto me.
Then she grind herself, she likes to be on top and grind, and she kept doing it until she cums. I not good at describing sex scene, just a lot of grinding, and i push upwards.
She grind, i push.
Her eyes are closed, i wonder what she is thinking.
Is she thinking about me or is she thinking about Alan?
For me?
If i were to be honest, i was thinking about Alan.
I’m not fucking gay la chee bye, i mean i’m thinking about Alan fucking her.
The more i think about it, the more i am convinced this was guilt sex.
As in she feel guilty, then she have sex with me.
She guilty that she cheated on me, so this is considered like pity sex.
Pity sex for a useless husband.
After she spend time enjoying herself with a richer and more successful man, she feel guilty, come home then spread her legs for her husband.
Zishan came first and hearing her breath and blow air beside my ears, mabe me wonder if Alan heard her in that same manner.
That panting, breathless, like running until cannot take it kind of way.
I usually wear a condom, we have no plans to start a family.
Please la, you think my genes good enough for Singapore school?
Why want to bring a child to suffer?
Last time in primary school, fill in forms about parents occupations, i don’t even know what to fill in for my father. Some day got work, some day no work, plumbing got do, lay brick got do. Only after asking my teacher did i know his occupation is call ‘odd job laborer’
I don’t want my child to fill in the father’s occupation as ‘suka suka OTOT delivery man’
I kept pushing, then i want to change position.
Usually is missionary, but i don’t know why Zishan moved forward. My wife wants doggy.
I read on James’ site before, why woman like doggy position?
Is because she no need face and look at the man fucking her?
Doggy means she can feel the ‘shoik-ness’ while thinking of another man.
No meh?
My wife is getting pleasure while thinking of Alan? It must be. Does this mean he cannot satisfy her as well as i do?
When i about to cum, i put on a condom and finished in doggy also.
I look at her back view, i hold her hand tightly, i asked her moan loud and watch her do so into the pillow.
My initial anger has subsided because of the impromptu sex that i didn’t expect.
The sex made me feel weak. Like i’m a simple minded man. Get angry easily, but also easily appeased.
We cleaned up then i hug my wife.
Jay : i love you…
Then i waited.
And i waited to hear her say it back to me.
Zishan :mmhh…late already…
ANd i waited.
Then a few seconds later, it like she suddenly realise she forgot to say something. She turn around and kissed me.
We look into each other’s eyes.
Zishan : I love you too.
I fell asleep, feeling very happy.
My wife still loves me. That means still got hope right? At least that’s what i wished.
I fell asleep but i woke up about 4am to drink water. Then i check my phone, and saw a stacked order i can take for rather good price.
I took it, intending to leave home at 6am to heard over for pickup.
I sent James a message, ask if he free to meet. I want to show him the photos i copied and ask him what to do next.
I also want to share with him what happened the night before.
James told me he can meet me for a quick lunch.
I planned my route and arrived in Bukit Batok area around 1pm.
We met at an industrial canteen.
I told him everything that happened so far and i showed him the pictures.
Then i asked him.
Jay: Bro, you think…they take picture only or?…got something more?
He gave me the look as if i asked something stupid.
I expected sympathy from James, i expect him to say something nice, to comfort me. To make a brother feel better and all. Afterall, i’m sharing my most private story with him but he’s a straight talker.
He gave it to me straight in the face.
James: You think your wife…
James : dress up in her old IJ uniforms…go all the way to this industrial park in Kranji…
James : with a man she likes…just to take picture?…
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Then an uncomfortable silence hung between us. Uncomfortable silence, i learn this term from reading James’ shitty stories.
Jay : what…else do you think they did…?
James gave me the look, a pissed off expression from a man who was being prodded to say what he don’t want to say.
I am falling behind in my delivery takings with all these extra typing and sending of messages. I will need to catch up.
I hope to update again on maybe Tuesday or Wednesday.
Jaytheuselessman
26/10/25-27/10/25
We parted ways after lunch on Sunday. We met for less than an hour actually, but discussed a lot of things. Exchanged thoughts and all.
I have some time today during mid day break when there is a lull period at 3pm. I parked at Ikea Tampines and then went to the cafeteria for free coffee since i’m a ikea member.
Ikea is always crowded, i don’t know why. Even 3pm on a Monday, there’s still so many people around. I think people staying in Tampines are one of the richest in Singapore. All no need work one.
I found a corner and compose a short update, a bit hard to type on my phone but if i split the message into a few emails, it’s still not too bad.
James wants me to talk a bit about myself.
I don’t understand, update about myself for fuck?
He says I keep talking about my wife, stereotyping her as a IJ girl and all but James noted that i failed to share anything about myself aside from the fact that i deliver stuff for a living.
I feel this is a bit unnecessary but he thinks otherwise. I don’t know why. This is about my wife cheating with Alan, who the fuck wants to read or know about me?
James say i’m not a ‘oil saving lamp’ myself. It’s only fair if the people who read this blog understands and relates to who i am as a person.
Loosely translated, i’m not exactly a saint la, cb.
I get what he’s driving at.
I keep talking about Zishan’s infidelity, i failed to mention my own.
Mine is different. Men is different. We go massage, then rubba rubba a bit, the girl offer to release for us, and that’s it what. We have our needs, and our wife not everything say yes to our needs right?
This is different from what she is doing with Alan. I got no feelings with the girls i visit.
What about KTV? Once in a blue moon nowadays. It’s very ex to open bottle, and only during a brother’s birthday then i will drop by a while. I no longer visit those places regularly after marrying Zishan
Sometimes when i’m in Geylang, yes, the urges do come once in a while but i only save it for special occasions. Like my birthday, or when i get a good tip, not like every 1st and 15 of the lunar month like James said.
Ok, maybe maximum once a month at my regular massage parlor in the heartlands. Just help me masturbate and release only.
It’s different right?
I don’t know why James want me to admit this, maybe he wants me to reflect on my own actions, but still, do i deserve this?
Do i deserve this from Zishan?
She also treats me a little cold and somethings when i really need a release, what is a man to do?
I solve my own problem of course.
I visit Geylang legal houses maybe like once, or twice a year max. Sometimes i try my luck on telegram but usually those suck big time. Mostly scams with advance payment and deposits.
Mine is just release and go, it’s different from Zishan and Alan. They got feeling involve, their cheating goes deeper.
Today, Monday, my wife came home on the dot. She brought some work home to do. I saw her editing some posters, there are a few printed samples in A4.
Those agent of the month stuff, got picture of the agent, photoshop until donno look like what. Like they fucking spam the filter on the soft copy, then spam it again on the copier before spamming it once more when they print. The results is having an agent that looks like immortal.
I saw a few of Zishan’s colleagues before. They look like totally 2 different person when compared to the photos.
Is there Alan? Of course there is fucking Alan.
Douchbag hair, jacket, holding a half fuck star award imitation trophy with ‘Million dollar commission’ splashed across the poster.
All of them got inflated titles, simi district director, associate team director, senior district director. Even the toilet auntie is call health management executives, and the handyman is called on site quick response engineer.
Lan par i tell you. Lim peh can call myself logistic minister also.
Yes i admit, i’m jealous. I jealous that Alan, just talk a bit, match clients to properties, can make so much more than me. Alan makes what i make in a year, in like 2 months, maybe 3 if the market is slow.
Aside from the BMW, he also owns a 2 bedroom condo at Thomson area.
If you are Zishan, who will you choose?
Alan with a BMW and a condo, or me?
Delivery man with a rented NV200 and a 3 room BTO flat.
I tried to have a conversation with my wife today, but she say she is tired. She seemed a bit moody, maybe Alan has no time for her that day. Maybe he is spending time with his wife to be, and that pisses Zishan off.
A bit like boyfriend no time for girlfriend, then she angry that kind of feeling.
I got nothing new or interesting to add this Monday night aside from the fact that i went to dig through my wife’s wardrobe.
Her old school uniforms are missing. Maybe they are with Alan, maybe they are in his car or something.
Tomorrow, when her mood is better, i will try and initiate sex with her. Ask her wear the uniforms and see her response.
We got do it before, but many years ago. I wonder if she will get suspicious when i suddenly ask her to do it in them.
Tomorrow i promise to help a friend clear a big order of delivering bentos to a corporate office before going to do some manual work in Sentosa. I like going to those big houses in sentosa, especially those with own boat. Got lobang for simple manual work for like 3-4 hours, and the payout is good. $250 cash. Better than driving around sending stuff. I’m not sharing too much about this, i guard this with my life. i consider this a bonus that comes once in a while. It sure is good to be rich in Singapore.
Jaytheuselessman
28/10/25-29/10/25
I came back early Tuesday because i don’t feel so good.
Halfway through doing manual stuff at Sentosa yesterday, i start to feel a bit off. By evening, i knew i cannot already, that heaty feeling, confirm falling sick.
Monday night, i start to feel feverish. Took 2 panadol and i think i just need to rest.
My wife came home about 9.30pm. I never ask her if she rushing work or go eat with friends, i just don’t feel too well. She check in on me, asked if i ate already. She even pour water for me and it is moments like these that made me feel loved.
There’s like this SOP for our marriage, whenever one of us is not feeling well, the sick one will go sleep in the guess room.
We don’t want to spread to the other, common sense. So Monday night, i took my pillow and bolster and went to the guest room. I took sore throat and flu medicine also and just knocked out after water parade.
I woke up about 12 midnight because i need to pee. Drank too much water.
My head was spinning and i feel very feverish, whole body aching, but bladder also going to burst.
I walk out of the room then i heard giggling sound from the master bedroom.
I was shocked, so i stopped outside for a few seconds. Then i heard it again. It was my wife, giggling, at midnight.
I could hear her speaking. She’s on the phone.
At that time, who else can it be? Must be with Alan.
I was suddenly awake, my urgency to pee suddenly gone.
Then i heard her open the master bathroom door. Instead of going to the common toilet, i ran to the yard in the kitchen.
If you stay HDB, you surely have similar configuration.
The small window of both toilet, both will face the yard, only difference maybe is 1 is closer to the air con compressor instead of the yard.
For my layout, the top hung window is perpendicular to my yard. So standing at the kitchen, i can see the light spilling from the top window when the masterbath is in use.
If i use a chair and i climb up, i can actually see into the bathroom because the window panels are open.
So at the yard, i could see the shadows moving, Zishan is definitely in the toilet. I literally press my face against the wall to listen. She’s still on the phone.
Zishan : late already…i want to sleep soon…
Zishan :ernghh…don’t want…don’t be crazy.
Zishan : haha…is it? you sure?
The tone, that whiny tone sounds like young school girl falling in love that kind of tone. I hear already sibei hot. She’s definitely talking to Alan.
I’m already sick and she is doing that, but aside from anger, i also feel quite excited. The fact that she don’t know i’m listening, also means she is saying the most honest thing.
I heard her tear toilet paper, wiping herself and then flush.
Zishan :don’t be crazy…i want to sleep…
Zishan : no…cannot…cannot…hehe…
She’s still in the toilet, haven even wash her hands.I waited, then i heard the tap, she’s washing. but she remained in the toilet.
Zishan :If i do, you must also do…
Zishan : You sure? ok…you do first…i want to hear…hehe…
Do what? what Alan want her to do?
The more i hear, the faster my heart is beating.
Zishan : haha…see, i know you don’t dare…ok la, go and sleep already…
I waited again because suddenly become silent.
Then my wife said goodnight.
Zishan : ok…goodnight…
She flushed again but i never hear the toilet door open. I don’t know what she is doing in there, maybe sit on the toilet bowl and stone?
Then i saw a flash.
Confirm is flash from the phone.
She’s taking selfie, or maybe picture of her reflection in the mirror.
Most likely to send to Alan.
She got so horny for Alan that she need to do this?
I really felt angry and horny at the same time.
I can’t describe my feeling, but is like what James describe in some of his stories. Like my wife is pretty, and desirable. I feel proud, excited, also very jealous at the same time.
Then i heard the tap, she’s washing her hands. I quickly ran back to the guest room, my bladder suddenly don’t feel as urgent already.
I was worried she come out and realise i was not in bed.
Lucky i ran back because a couple of minutes later, she came out of the room to check on me.
My wife used her cheek to touch my forehead and checked my temperature. I stirred and woke up, she asked if i’m feeling better.
Zishan : Don’t feel well tomorrow don’t work…
Jay :mmmhh… ok…
This is love isn’t it? If she don’t love me, will she check on me like this? This means she still love me.
Then if love me, still do that with Alan?
What does that mean?
Then she drank water and go back to bed.
I went to pee then i went back to sleep.
When i woke up on the next day, she has already gone to work. I went into the master bedroom to see if anything is out of the ordinary.
Nothing that i can tell.
Still feeling like shit, I spent the whole of Tuesday sleeping, resting, luckily the fever subside close to evening.
My wife offered to buy dinner for me and she came back on time about 7pm with fish soup from Toa Payoh.
After i ate, i took medicine and just before i slept, my wife told me this coming Friday, the office got halloween party. She may be back late.
Zishan :or if too late, maybe i may stay over at my colleague hotel room…They all got a room to change and all…but all girls la…
Jay : orh…
She seemed happy that i never ask too many questions.
All girls stay over?
You think i stupid?
I just act stupid only.
I’m going to try and find out which hotel, then i’m going to see if i can catch them red handed this Friday.
Jaytheuselessman
31/10/25
11.55pm
I’m drunk. I wack at least 4 cans of 333 at my place void deck before coming up to my place to write an update. 333 is a brand of beer.
This morning started with a simple question to my wife.
Jay : what is your costume for Halloween? Why never bring back?
Zishan : Everything is in office. They include delivery.
She will be dressing up as…drum roll…Harley Quinn.
This is a joke right? A pun?
No, she is wearing the costume and nturally my first question is who is the joker?
is it Alan?
Zishan : No joker, nobody wants to put on too much makeup, hard to remove…
I pressed on, asking her about the plan for the day.
It’s a half day for the office that day. Lunch will be catered in, some mini buffet celebration shit for the staff who have done well this year. Corporate offices always have a lot of patterns. It’s good to work in an office, got medical leave, got annual leave, corporate functions and all those shit.
After lunch, the staff will own time own target to get changed and dressed up. They are to head over to their big boss place in Bukit Timah at 4pm.
There’s some estate party and there will be people walking around. They are to help with some decorations.
Zishan : i need to work tomorrow morning (1/11/25)
Jay : Saturday leh
Zishan : There’s a new launch in Bukit Timah area, we need to gather and meet there for briefing by 8am.
Jay : so early?
Zishan : Ya…so…maybe i might stay over at friend place.
Jay : huh?
Zishan : Claris stays at Bukit Batok…the meeting place only like 15 minutes bus ride away…Anyway, not confirmed la. Maybe stay, maybe not staying, i let you know again.
Jay : orh.
She say until like that, so is will stay or not?
I dropped her off at Sengkang MRT, then i went to cheong my deliveries. I drove quite fast and aggressive today. I want to clock more and knock off early so i can go to the Watten estate there to see if i can see Alan’s car.
I stalk my wife’s social and finally saw her post a picture of herself in the costume.
I almost shouted ‘slut’ at the Bukit Panjang coffee shop where i was having an early dinner.
I see the fish net stockings and the boots i immediately feel the fire come up. Almost flip my plate of duck rich off the table.
I don’t even remember when was the last time she wore fish net stockings for me.
Finished my dinner and i cleared my last delivery at hillview area by 6pm. Immediately i drove over to Watten estate.
It’s good to be rich in Singapore i tell you, the houses there, i 10 lifetime also won’t get to stay. The money people spend to decorate their house for halloween, i think i need to deliver stuff for a whole week, maybe a month for the more elaborate ones. They sky is not dark yet but there are already people walking around. I took photos and send them immediately to James but he told me he will not be posting them.
Posting people’s front door or pictures of other people not involved in this saga goes against the agreement.
I understand where he is coming from. First i drove around, then i found a place to park then i start to walk. The weather is fucking hot, i cannot understand why people want to dress up in costume in this kind of weather. Maybe their brain got something wrong.
I walk for about 45 minutes but i don’t see Alan’s car, nor do i see my wife. I’m not wearing a mask or a costume, but see my pattern, you one look can tell i don’t belong to that estate.
I saw some helpers at the garden with dogs and kids.
I shit you not, those helpers are better dressed than me.
When i got back to my van, there were other cars parked in front and behind, my ride simply don’t belong to that estate.
7pm, it’s getting very crowded already and i cannot take it. Both the heat and the crowd, so i got into my van and went back home.
In my head, i cannot stop thinking about my wife.
That costume, the boots, the stocking. Is she going to let Alan fuck her like this at night?
Will they go to a hotel, then she bluff me she stay over at friend’s place?
I know Claris really stays in Bukit Batok, but tomorrow do they really need to work?
I don’t know.
All i can picture is Alan bending Zishan over his BMW, maybe tear the stocking, make a big hole and just fuck that slut.
10pm
I msg my wife, ask her if everything ok, if she need me to go pick her up or anything, just call me.
No reply.
10.30pm
I msg again
No reply.
Then i call at 11pm, to my surprise, her phone is off.
Phone off?
In this day and age, phone off? No battery? How can it be?
The heat at home is unbearable, i grab a 6 pack and i went down to my place void deck. There, i start to drink and i msg James.
He also never reply.
So i drank and tried my wife again.
Still no sound.
I think this is it already. She probably in hotel, get fucked until brains fall out by Alan.
From the corner of my eye, i saw another walk by the void deck, he looked at me, i stared back. He also stare back at me.
Suddenly i snapped out of this shit, i looked away first because i know if i get a little more agitated, i will snap. Confirm i will start something. When i look up again, the person was gone.
I went back up to my place and decide to do an update .
While writing this, my phone rang. My heart immediately skip a beat when i saw it was my wife.
I answered immediately.
She told me phone low battery, was charging earlier. Inside my head, i want to shout, you think i stupid is it? You obviously getting fucked earlier by Alan, that’s why turned off phone.
Suddenly i heard shouts and cheers in the background.
‘Happy birthday!’
Zishan : Anyway, tomorrow i don’t need to reach so early, i won’t be staying over at Claris place. i’ll go back but will be late, don’t wait for me…
I can hear someone calling Zishan name for group photos, background noise got both men and women.
Suddenly, i feel as if got a weight get lifted off my chest, she’s still at her boss place, not a hotel.
Maybe i’m just over thinking.
Honestly, i was smiling when i hung up, maybe everything will be ok afterall. I went toilet and realised no toilet paper. I reached for the cupboard under the sink to take the extra rolls and i saw something that made me pause for a while.
Not cockroach, it’s the opened bag of sanitary pants.
Not pad, is pants. Now there’s those sanitary pants that is a bit like diaper kind for women, they pull up and wear instead of using pad to stick on their panty.
I realised my wife has taken one out of the packaging.
Why is this important?
Because i’m the one that buys all these for her.
Huh? What kind of weak, pussy buys pad for his wife?
Me. I buy them from a wholesaler whenever i deliver stuff for them.
I just brought back a few bags a few days ago and i know one thing. My wife menses is not due for a few more days.
Then why? Why need that pants?
Halloween scare she pee herself?
Or she afraid Alan shoot inside her already, leak out?
That’s why need to wear that pants?
My mind start to wander again, thinking of the possibilities.
Lying on the bed, i cannot sleep. I just kept typing away and sending the messages and email to James.
Will she come back or not?
Or she will just pretend tell me coming back, but in actual fact, too late already, just stay out?
I went on Tik tok to find video of the watten estate halloween, maybe someone will post video, maybe someone will capture a Harley Quinn in there, but unfortunately, don’t have anything.
Then i fell asleep.
Zishan did some back, at 3.30am.
And another surprise awaits me.
Jaytheuselessman
1/11/25
Maybe is the beer, or maybe i was mentally exhausted.
I totally never hear my wife come back in.
One moment i was sleeping, then the other moment,i heard the toilet door open. I can hear her putting her stuff down and i called out to her.
Jay : dear…
Zishan : hmmm? you still up?
Jay: how was the party?
She came over to the bed and sat down. Fwah, the smell of alcohol was damm strong. It’s like she literally drenched herself with Martell or something.
Jay : you drink a lot?
Zishan : mmh…a bit…
Her eyes were barely opened, she was mumbling. I reached for her and pulled her towards me. I kissed her, she never resist.
Zishan :ernghhh…
She moan, she tried to push me away, but she never say don’t want.
I roll her onto her back as massaged her breast. She moan again, her hands reaching for my manhood.
Her hand was already rubbing my cock and in the dark, i can smell her perfume. She is still wearing the Harley Quinn costume.
Jay :arhhh…
I immediately attacked her breast, i can feel the thick pad of her push up bra.
She remove her long sleeve jacket. I immediately rock hard already, she kissed me back and i immediately awake and alert.
No need to talk or say anything, is all body language.
It’s not often she gets horny enough to initiate sex, if she does initiate, of course i want. Maybe is the alcohol, but i don’t care.
Zishan pull off her inner top and unbuckled her bra, pressing her small A cup breast against my face.
I suck onto her nipple and suddenly i stopped.
I really stop as if someone press the paused button.
Zishan : what? you ok?
I really feel like my computer lag for 2 second before i continued.
WHy i stopped?
Because she is not wearing her fishnet stocking anymore. I could not feel it on her legs. In the picture, she was wearing the fishnet. Where is it now?
What’s the big deal? She take off boots maybe take out also?
Impossible, those look like one piece, wear all the way up to the waist, then you wear your shorts on.
You tell me she come home, remove boots, take off pants and remove fishnet then put on pants against before coming into the room?
You so naive ?
She pulled down my pants, and i help to unbuckle hers.
Then i got another surprise.
What surprise?
Remember the sanitary pants earlier?
She was wearing it.
Why?
Why need to wear that one?
She not having menses, maybe she is leaking Alan’s cum?
My wife pulled me down and straddled me. She was breathing hard, like she’s very desperate like that.
Ziappppppp!
She tore off the sanitary pants and did not give me chance to look closely or react. Zishan just pushed me down on the bed, grabbed my cock and lowered herself onto me.
Jay : arhhhhhh
She’s wet, very wet and slippery.
I can’t tell if it’s her natural wetness or it’s mixed with Alan’s cum.
All i know was she starts to grind and ride me like she was craving for my cock like that. It was so wet and smooth in there that i could barely feel the grip of her vagina.
Is it because Alan already fuck her until the muscle loose?
Or he already lubricate her with his sperm until super wet and slick inside?
My wife kept rocking with her eyes closed.
I can tell she was super high by then.
Zishan rode me and she came first, moaning beside my ear before she continue to rock back and forth. I cannot take it seeing her so horny. I think less than 2 minute, i need to finish.
Jay : condom…arghhhh…
My wife got up and instead of grabbing a condom, she used the sanitary pants, the absorbent part, wrapped around my cock and start to masturbate for me.
Jay : arhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
I totally lost it and just shoot out.
That is like one of the weirdest thing i’ve ever did.
I got shoot into bra cup, panty, shoot on her face, in her mouth, in her hair. All try before but shooting into sanitary pants? That’s the first time.
After shooting, i immediately went soft and was panting for air.
Zishan laid down beside me, still holding the soiled sanitary pants in her hand.
Jay :you ok? why so horny tonight?
She shrugged her shoulder, say maybe because she drink quite a lot.
I told her i like the feeling of being woken up to fuck and cum. Last time when we were dating, she will do this for me and call me her ‘baby’. she like to watch me sleep and then suddenly disturb me.
She kissed me and i want to go toilet and wash but she offered to help me clean up.
So good? shoot and help me clean?
Never ‘tsk’ at me?
Where got so good one?
Surely this is guilt right?
This is guilt and make up sex. Pity sex. She let Alan fuck her brains out, then come back, see her useless husband then feel bad isn’t it?
Zishan wiped for me and say she’s going to shower.
I pull her towards me and say ‘i love you’
She smile and nodded, but she never say back.
She take her phone and go into toilet. I don’t hear the water start, then a few minutes later, she come back out, haven shower yet still.
I can tell she was on her phone.
Maybe she was telling Alan she masturate for me because she feel bad for her cuck husband.
Then the shower started, i thought she will wash hair and all but she was too exhausted. In the end, she only wash up down there, then she climbed into bed and knocked out straight away.
It was about 4.30am by then.
I can’t sleep anymore.
I waited a while until i was sure my wife is sleeping. Then i slowly climbed out of bed and made my way towards her bag.
Jaytheuselessman
1/11/25
Still Saturday update because there’s still a while day of shit with her and Alan.
I can tell my wife was exhausted, drinking, get fucked, who knows how many times she cum?
Maybe twice, come back another time with me, 3 times in one night, confirm shag right?
She’s a light sleeper but i think because of the alcohol and exhaustion, she totally concussed.
I went to the living room and i looked into the bag with my handphone light. I don’t even dare to turn on the room light in case she wakes up.
Women’s handbag usually carry the few standard stuff. Makeup pouch, spare pads, tissue paper all those stuff. I saw my wife’s office lanyard and pass, her cubicle drawer key on a small labubu keychain. There’s a half used packet of wet wipes. She don’t usually carry wet wipes, we’re the ‘dry tissue’ kind of people.
Why are there wet wipes? Is it to wipe her pussy or Alan’s cock after they fuck?
I felt a surge of anger and arousal again.
I continued digging, the only wet wipe she carry is the biore makeup remover. Then i saw a crumpled piece of white paper. I immediately opened it.
Receipts tell stories better than any writer ever could. Why?
Because everything you need to know is there.
I fucking drive around Singapore for work everyday, i roughly know the distance form point A to point B.
You take a taxi from Bukit Timah back to Sengkang, smelly is 20km. The receipt is for 14km.
They fly across Lornie and Ang Mo Kio?
The distance for 14km, is roughly the distance from Alan’s condo at thomson area to Sengkang.
The si bei hot feeling start to rise again. I really rock hard, not just my cock, but my whole body.
So base on this, am i right to say after the party at her boss place, she go to Alan’s condo?
There she let him fuck in her HArley Quinn costume, maybe let him tear and keep the fishnet stockings?
Then after that, she take taxi back to her useless husband, feel sorry for him then let him fuck again?
What a noble and caring wife she is.
I took picture of the receipt and send it to James along with a barrage of messages to update.
Then i found something else inside the bag also.
Passion card. What is passion card? if you know you know la, if you don’t know, nothing i explain will help also.
I have passion card, my wife also have, there’s quite a bit of discounts now and then.
What’s so special about that passion card? Everyone also have.
Because that fucking card has got Alan’s name on it.
But the date. The card is long expired.
Why?
Why Alan give her his expired passion card?
I sent it all to James and i was surprised to see him awake.
Barely 5am on Saturday he wake up already. Something wrong with him.
He told me something which really is like lightning across clear sky.
Some condos, the gate and lift access is tied to ezlink cards, even expired ones also can use.
Meaning what?
Alan gave my wife his condo key?
My wife can experience living in condo now? She no need live with me in 3 room flat in Sengkang?
My heart was really thumping very hard as i put the things back into her bag.
What does all these mean? What does everything the past few weeks all add up to?
Is this going to be the new reality i’m going to be living in? My wife, let a richer, better man fuck her, then she come back, feel sorry for me then let me fuck her?
I went into the kitchen and called James. I was very agitated. When i talk to him , i kept looking at the knife. I start to have stupid thoughts but luckily i have someone to talk to. I calmed down and he ask me to join him for morning run.
Fuck him la, who the fuck wake up in morning to run?
Then he changed to breakfast. I calmed down more and said ok. 6am, i changed and left my place.
I met James at Clementi Ave 2 the wet market there.
I got a bit emotional and i start to cry.
But luckily i calmed down, chain smoking helps.
7.45am, my phone rang.
It was my wife.
She asked me where i go, i told her i went out to work already.
She mention she going to Bukit Timah wet market to meet her colleagues, there they going to go to some new launch together at hillview there or something.
I said ok.
I felt better after talking to James, he gave me some suggestions which i thought made sense. I continue working for the rest of the day.
I got very good routes and rates that day, maybe not only my wife pity me, maybe god also pity such a useless man like me. I made close to 220 after netting off cost from 8.15am to 6.20pm
My wife text me about 7pm, say she is on her way back, ask if need to buy me dinner. I suggest we go out eat, she said ok.
We met at NEX for hotpot.
She looked like she in good mood.
Maybe because she got condo access card, anytime can go and use pool.
Jaytheuselessman
2/11/25
Sunday
I did a few jobs in the morning while my wife slept in. About 10am, she woke up and i bought breakfast back. We ate while watching netflix, she alternated between watching and texting on the phone.
I never ask about her texting but i could see she was switching screens, as in between apps. One moment shopping online, then the other is sending messages. I just pretend i never see anything.
Sometime around noon, we made our way to Bishan, to my in law’s place. Pretty standard Sunday, but Zishan went into her old room to do some packing.
DEspite moving out for so long, she still has clothes at her parents place. Like never ending one. No matter how many times she bring some over, her wardrobe will still be full. I was talking to my in laws when she went in to pack. After a while, i went to her room and i realised she took out her old swimming costume.
Jay : you going to swim?
Zishan : er..ya…long time never swim…
Jay : why suddenly feel like swimming?
Zishan : Why cannot?
She gave me that irritated look.
Honestly, i don’t remember the last time i swam with my wife, must be years ago when we on a holiday. I also don’t remember how she look when she’s in a swimming costume, maybe she could not even fit in it anymore. Maybe the elastic is also gone. She already got no breast, now with old elastic, don’t know still can wear the swim suit or not.
Her swimming costume is the boring plain, black one piece kind. Nothing special, not even a bikini. Her breast are too small to fill up a bikini anyway.
I went back out to the living room to eat some fruits. Then i scroll through tik tok and saw a new food place i thought we can go try around the area.
i walked back to my wife’s old room.
Jay : Dear. This Tze char at…
That was when i saw it.
She was not packing her clothes, but she was at her desk. I saw her quickly close the drawer and pretend to do something else. I pretend not to notice and just focus on my phone.
Zishan : what?
Jay : This tze char, no service charge and GST, review not bad…we can go try…
Zishan : mmmh…ok…
She waited for me to leave the room then suddenly, i saw the door close.
She’s definitely hiding something in her desk, or doing something she don’t want me to know. Maybe usb drive, or something. Maybe a drive that contain all the fuck up photos or maybe videos she took with Alan. Anyway, it must be something she don’t want me to see so i pretend i didn’t.
After a while, she came back out with a bag of clothes, swimming costume included. She left them on the sofa and i took a peek, it was clothes she hasn’t wore in a long time. More suited when you are younger, while dating. After marriage, she seldom wear those clothes already. No need to be a genius to guess who she is wearing it for.
Everyone went out to dinner together, after that, we got back home about 8.30pm. There was a few package outside the door.
Jay :You got shopee delivery?
Zishan : mmmh…
I don’t know what she bought but she is always buying stuff on the internet so i never think too much about it until just before i slept, i saw her packing her ‘swim wear’
No, not the plain old black one she took at her mother’s place.
It’s something new.
A new, shimmering swimsuit in silver, with light blue straps. The back is like cross straps like some lululemon sports bra kind.
I can hear my wife in the bathroom, the swimsuit is just hanging on behind the bedroom door together with another top she bought.
i quickly took a picture and sent it to James.
My phone rang, and i quickly run back out to the living room, it’s a friend asking me out to drink at the coffeeshop opposite punggol park.
Jay : I can’t… very tired…another time..
I turned my attention back to the door when i go into the room again and the swimsuit is gone.
Disappeared
Zishan : I’m meeting my friends to gym and swim tomorrow night after work ok…you have your own dinner.
Jay : ok…
I mean, what else can i say?
People have what it takes to go swim in a condo pool, what do i have?
Active SG $100 credit to Sengkang swimming pool ?
Public pool she cannot wear sexy swimwear because there are like 2000 people in there.
Private condo pool is different. You only share with that few hundred families, not the whole GRC plus foreign workers.
I looked at my wife’s gym bag and i don’t know why, i start to get excited and hard again.
Maybe after she wear the swimsuit, ALan will fuck her in it. I mean come on la, really go all the way to the condo to swim?
You so naive.?
Come up from pool, swimsuit wet wet, skin wet wet, perfect for doing kinky stuff.
I kept thinking about her wearing that shimmering swimsuit.
The more i think about it, the harder i became.
It’s so weird because i find i could no longer tell anger from arousal.
We went to bed around 10pm and because i’m feeling very horny, i start to touch my wife. She ‘tsk’ at me, say she tired.
Zishan : past 2 days never sleep properly.
Jay : but i horny leh…i need to release.
Zishan : Then go and masturbate yourself…
Jay : masturbate also need to see and get high first what…
Zishan : go and watch porn or something…
Jay : i not interested in porn..i only want you…
Zishan : tsk…
Jay : i’ll only watch if you are the actress in the porn…
I honestly don’t know why i blurt that out but my wife turned around to look at me.
I thought she will be angry or upset. She always take the moral high ground, like she is holier than holy type.
Then she ask me a very weird question.
Zishan : Will you be angry if one day my sex videos leak on the internet then?
Jay : huh?
I jam.
My brain really stop moving for a second.
Jay : We also never take any video. why will leak on the internet?
Stupid question.
I realised that only after i said it.
She also never say the video was with me.
Zishan : tsk…i’m just saying…
I hugged my wife and she cuddled up with me.
Jay : I…i won’t be angry…
Zishan : why?
Jay : because i love you…
Zishan : you sure?
Jay : i know i very simple man, with very little…but i can tell you my love for you is real.
My wife looked at me, i can tell she’s very happy. Actually i can’t describe, it’s more of contented, like she’s very satisfied with my answer or something.
Then she said something funny.
Zishan : but i will be angry if i see your sex videos on the internet.
I immediately thought of all the massage place i went for happy ending, i never take videos or photos, i always wipe my mouth one.
Jay : I only want you la…other women cannot make me hard…
Zishan : is it?
She gave me a teasing smile and she reached for my cock which is already rock hard.
Jay : ahhhh….
I thought i’m going to get happy ending, but my wife said she is really tired, but she taking time off on Wednesday to make up for the saturday work.
Zishan : we do on tuesday?
Jay : ok…can do anything? i want a lot of pattern kind.
Zishan :tsk…you very troublesome….
Jay : i want do something exciting, something different. spice up marriage mah, the experts online all say need to spice up.
Zishan : see how first…
I went to sleep. My mind was already thinking of the sex she promised on Tuesday night. Also, i’m thinking of what she hid in her drawer at my in law’s place.
i must find an opportunity to find out.
I also suddenly have a weird thought. If i continue to pretend i don;t know she is cheating, and just live my life like that. Will this be a happy ending?
I get excited, think about her sex with Alan, then when she comes back, as long as she has sex with me, i should be ok right?
The problem is when she no longer loves me and don’t want to have sex, that is when the problem comes isn’t it?
I don’t know, i got a headache thinking about this.
Tomorrow i will see if she is more ‘tired’ after her swim.
Jaytheuselessman
3/11/25
Monday
I expected my wife to come back late but to my surprise, she reached home before i did. I got home about 8pm and she was already showered, changed and chilling in the living room.
Jay : Why so early? I thought you meeting your friends to swim?
Zishan : Finish swimming already.
Finish work at 6pm, how to go to Thomson area, swim, let Alan fuck, then reach home by 8pm? Don’t make sense, the only reason i can think of was she left office a lot earlier than that. Maybe she after lunch she went over already.
While i was working out in the sun, sending packages and pushing my trolley, she is bent over Alan’s bed, letting him push her like a trolley.
Jay : Eat already?
Zishan : Ya…
I put my cai fan down and went to shower first.
Remember i say we do laundry on weekend?Laundry basket suppose to have at least 1 set of bra and panty, there is nothing in there.
No bra, no panty, just her work pants and blouse. She never wear lingerie go work?
Cannot be.
I went to the yard, then i touched the lingerie. 2 sets are damp, i pull and smell. Those are hand wash with shower foam. Different smell from detergent. My wife shower foam is the neutrogena rainforest, fucking expensive shit. I don’t understand why she cannot like me use lifebouy from head to toe, anti bacteria and shit, 1 thing settle all.
Shower foam is 1 brand, shampoo another, conditioner another, then hair treatment. So many pattern. Make yourself smell good, hair smooth, so other man can touch her? Smell her hair, lick her body? but i must admit, her pussy smell when mixed with the rainshower foam, smells nice, like some expensive spa.
Swimming costume? WHere is it?
That’s the problem. It’s not in the yard, it’s also not hanging in the toilet.
Is this a test for me?
To see how useless this man is? That i totally don’t know, or i so cuck until i don’t care.
i can feel the anger rising again. I shower, then went to eat my cai fan on the dining table while watching netflix.
My wife went into the bedroom, i heard some rustling of plastic bag, then she came out with a brand new Patagonia top, still with tag and in ziplock.
Zishan : got a new top here, you see can fit or not?
Jay : Huh? why suddenly buy new top?
Zishan : No la, my office…they got wrong size, want to donate away…don’t waste.
I opened and see, yes, it’s XL, can fit me.
Inside my head, i think to myself.
This feels a bit weird, is it she feel guilty, then buy a top for me?
She went back to her TV and i continued eating. Then i look at the ziplock bag.
My fire one shot shoot to the nose. Really feel like going to the kitchen to grab the knife.
The ziplock back at the bottom got write the team’s name and the person’s initials.
That means what?
That meant the T-shirt was meant for Alan, then cannot fit him, he not so big, then he give me.
You can accept?
I almost want to flip table.
You fuck my wife, then give me a t-shirt as charity? as payment?
Yes i’m angry, but i also find myself getting hard. Super hard.
I think i need to go hospital for professional help.
Is this some sex game between Zishan and Alan?
He tell her go back, give your husband the t-shirt as payment, so he can fuck her?
Does my wife get aroused by doing this? To see her useless stupid husband, so ignorant, not knowing anything while she gets serviced by another man’s cock?
About 10.30pm, we went to bed, i still very hard and hot, i want to have sex but my wife say she’s tired. Maybe her pussy got used by Alan too many times, he see her in swim suit then he cannot take it, then he use her over and over again?
I saw my wife still using her phone in bed.
I move and adjust, turning to face her back. She quickly switched screen,from WhatsApp to shopee but with her screen still active,I saw the bubble message.
“got watch the video I make?”
She swiped away immediately and she turn around.
I closed my eyes already, pretending to sleep.
Then I felt her turn away again to continue texting.
Video, what video?
Got video of her fucking Alan is it?
Jaytheuselessman
4/11/25
Tuesday
It was drizzling when i woke up. Then the rain became heavier. My wife was getting ready and i quickly matched her pace so i can send her to the MRT station. However, the rain was so heavy that i thought fuck it la, might as well send her straight to Toa Payoh since i haven take on any jobs yet.
My wife was quite happy and when we walked under the sheltered linkway while using an umbrella to block the strong rain, it brought back many happy memories for me. It’s romantic isn’t it? Rain, sharing umbrella.
She climbed into the van and i noticed her dress rode up high. The hem is already above the middle of her thigh. Her kind of dress, if take escalator, is like invite people to upskirt her type.
But i was not thinking about upskirt, i was looking at how much of her thigh was exposed. She sit my van so high, already ride up so much, then when she sit Alan’s BMW then how? How much of her leg she want to expose to him?
That hot, heaty feeling shoot into my head again but i suppressed it.
The rain was quite heavy, so traffic is a little slow, but we got to Toa Payoh at about 7.20am. The rain was quite heavy and my wife said it’s dangerous to take jobs in that weather.
Zishan :wait a while more la.
Jay : oh..ok…
She offered to eat breakfast with me that the food court at Toa Payoh hub. We ordered prata and Teh tarik.
Nothing much happened, we just ate and chat then she saw one of her colleague, another guy. Not Alan, this one i don’t know his name, but he’s married, balding and like those soon to be retired uncle. Is just work to past time kind.
He joined out table, he’s quite friendly. About 8am, i don’t want to disturb their chat so i say i make a move first.
Back at the van, i opened my app and start with my first job. Macpherson area, it’s quite near and the skies are clearing up.
I just come out of HDB hub the carpark when my phone rang.
My wife was calling me.
Zishan : dear. my ipad in the van.
Jay : huh? where, i never see.
Zishan : Not on the seat, the foot there in the paper bag with the file.
Jay : oh but i’m on my way to send something. Can wait or not, later i bring back after i finish this job.
I can sense her hesitation but she say no need. Just bring it home.
I never think much about it so i continued doing my delivery until about noon time.
I took her ipad and the screen was locked. I know the password and i accessed it to see if i can find anything juicy. Maybe got secret folder, maybe got something more in the recycle bin like before.
You read enough of James’ fuck up stories, you will have these ideas just appear in your head.
But nothing. The gallery and the recycle bin, are both empty.
Netflix app,games app, the usual stuff. I opened her browser and check history. No she never surf porn or anything, mostly shopping stuff.
Then i clicked something i shouldn’t have.
I opened her google drive.
Then i almost slam the ipad against my steering wheel.
The impulse to do something to Alan hit me again. I fucking feel like ramming my van into his BMW.
I called James but he did not answer my call. I text him and he’s in a discussion.I damm hot already but i was still sober enough to copy the pictures.
What pictures?
Pictures of my wife in her fuck up swimming costume la.
You can accept your wife wear this?
Can you?
Wear like this swim at another man’s condo?
Then let him fuck her after the swim.
Every picture i download makes me want to punch Alan in his face. The pictures were taken in the day, that means she fucking was not even in the office on Monday. Or maybe she took halfday off or something.
I cannot remember the last time she took half day to spend time with me. Now she can take half day to swim with Alan?
See, i tell you. Singapore is like that one. You successful, you stay condo, drive conti car, you can fuck other people’s wife. They will gladly spread leg for you.
I finished downloading the pictures and i went to explore other folders.
*subscribers please login to access the rest of Zishan’s swimsuit gallery*
Then i finally saw what the message popup meant by the ‘video’
There is a video.
Jaytheuselessman
Webstore link for Zishan swimsuit
4/11/25
Tuesday night
10.30pm
Still Tuesday. I super hot and angry after seeing the google drive.
Got swimsuit picture, got pictures of her un school uniforms, but just a few. Not as many as what i copied earlier. There are also a few pictures of Alan and her having dinner, taking selfies in the car, got even a picture of them holding hands, just showing the hands only.
I had a lousy day today.
You ask anyone in the gig economy, driver, delivery or whatever, the tiring part is not the job itself. It’s dealing with all the shit people you meet everyday.
On good days, you meet nice customers. On some days, it’s worse than stepping on dog shit.
If you are in the gig economy, you agree bo? The people are the worst.
Fucking cheapos, act like their money damm big, can crush you to death like that.
Today i got a job, from one condo in Serangoon to another condo in Tai Seng. Moving house. The things, not a lot, can fit in my van. Then when i accept the job can message me what you know?
‘can i follow in your van?’
Fuck off la, i doing delivery for goods and stuff, not deliver people.
It’s not the first time i get this kind of cheapo people, it’s against policy. I might get banned. I reject straightaway then you know what the person say?
‘Can top up $5 more’
Lan par la. I know i useless man with cheating wife. I know i stay HDB, CPF no money. You think i fucking need your $5.
I reject. say i can only take the goods.
Then he kan me.
Say so scare, no ball, don’t come out work.
I si bei hot already, first the pictures on the drive, then meet this kind of fuck up people. So cheap until don’t even want to take a grab ride over. Off peak period, a few km, need to save until like that or not? This kind of people, poor people mentality, this whole life i curse him forever stay poor.
I told him if he cannot accept, then he cancel the job.
He purposely don’t want, until i almost reaching already, then he cancel.
Fucking Kuai lan.
If i meet him face to face, maybe you see my video online already. i sure wack him.
Luckily, James returned my call and he’s in Punggol.
I’m at Serangoon. He ask if i want to eat lunch so i said ok.
We met in the middle at Hougang mall foodcourt.
I told him lucky he call me, if not i don’t know what stupid things i will do.
I ask him if he encounter this type of people, what will he do. He also kena before but he just don’t take the job, report to customer service.
James: Not worth to get angry about this . Just move on.
We ate Chee chong fun and drank coffee and i updated him on a few matters.
Lucky we sat at the extreme corner, if not the topic of our conversations, i tell you, the uncle and auntie hear liao will faint. haha.
I ask if he can write a short story about me, Alan and Zishan. Not like the diary update kind, but like fantasy story. I told him what i want and he was very shocked and surprised.
It’s very hard to explain, i also don’t know how to explain. I’m really very angry, but i love my wife a lot. i can tell she is happy, it’s wrong to cheat, any primary school children can tell you that but if i touch my heart and ask myself, is Zishan more happy lately after starting this affair with Alan? The answer is yes.
I’m stuck at the want to know, yet don’t dare to know too much phase.
I love my wife, i want her to stay with me forever but i also want her to be happy.
I know she is not very happy with what i have achieve in life so far.
I once bragged that i get the max GST vouchers, subsidies, and all the government payouts whenever they announce. I wear it like a badge of honor like that but after that then i realise it’s not exactly a good thing. She don’t see it that way.
Maybe in another perspective, she sees her husband as totally ‘buay gan’. Take handouts until so happy.
But come on, government give money you don’t want?
Of course everyone wants.
Jay : you think anyone will want to read? can i sell the story?
James : maybe. can try…so i go straight to the point and start in the bedroom part? where your fantasy starts?
Jay : ya…can or not? no build up?
James : your diary itself is the buildup.
I ask him how to split the profits if any.
He laughed. He showed me how much his webstore made the whole of October and i told him forget it. I deliver things relac relac 2-3 days, i make more than him. He sounds a bit hurt then say the subscribers part still have some to add in, sometimes got people buy a few at one go but aiyah, please la, haha. Anyway, he say he will still split the profits, i was thinking to myself, after minus this minus that, transaction fee everything, maybe not even enough to pay for the plate of cheechongfun.
I ordered 1 prawn 1 charsiew, if not won’t be full.
Back on the road by 3.20pm and i don’t know why, i always feel better after talking to James. My day also went better, the jobs a lot smoother. I text him say he’s like my god for fortune cum phycologist (help me correct spelling ), he says i just need to talk to someone to get it all out.
Different la, if you know you know. Talking to different people, it feels different. If my wife is cheating with James instead of Alan, maybe i will be happier, more excited haha. Maybe he can help arrange a threesome, but this is just fantasy.
I told him a lot of things, a lot of ideas, everytime, he just like slap me across the face with his words.
‘this is real world brother, not story writing. these things just don’t happen like that’
I finish work at 9.15pm, reached Sengkang at 10pm.
My wife was showered and waiting for me.
It’s Tuesday night, we suppose to have sexy time.
She promised already.
She was extra nice to me, i can tell she trying to observe my expression and all but i just act normal.
Then she lower her guard, probably thinking i never touch her ipad at all. If i did, and saw the things in there, i sure will kick up a fuss base on my temper.
I was about to go into the shower, then she ask me what i want her to wear?
You see?
You see?
This kind of things don’t happen usually one. And it happened that day before i met my god of fortune.
Jay : school uniforms can?
She looked a bit stunt and ask me why suddenly want school uniforms.
I told her just now deliver stuff near her old school, reminded me of our old days.
She say ok, then push me into the shower.
The video in the drive? It’s nothing much, stupid stuff.
Like those picture montage with background music you see in weddings but is of Zishan and Alan.
Thinking of it gets me hard again.
Ok. will stop here. Tonight is sexy night for me.
Jaytheuselessman
5/11/25
Wednesday
The sex the night before was good. It was satisfying but i couldn’t last long. How to last long? See Zishan wearing her old IJ uniforms, i already on the verge of shooting out. Foreplay barely 5 minutes, i cannot wait and want to go in already. Then i cum in less than 2 minutes. It was an explosive orgasm, i could really feel the pressure build up but end of the day, i felt i did not satisfy my wife.
I offered to masturbate for her, to finger her clit but she said no need. I can guess why no need, Alan already made her cum a few times already. That’s why no need isn’t it?
I wonder how long Alan can last, or how long or thick is his cock.
Is it he can satisfy her much more? His penis can go deeper, and last longer?
Zishan is on leave, she slept in while i went out to work.
Jobs are slow and the distance i have to go is a lot further but at least there are jobs. Started with Hougang, from there to Aljunid, then hover around Taiseng and Macpherson area for a while, then to Paya lebar. Then suddenly wack one all the way to Yishun. From there i’m stuck in that area, Marsiling, woodlands, Yishun, keep hovering around there. About 3pm, i got a message from my wife.
She say she’s heading out for facial and a massage. I ask if she want to have dinner, she say her appointment will end late.
Zishan : cannot get slots.
Jay :i see…ok then you settle your own dinner?
Zishan : ya…
Jay : ok…
Facial is 3 hours, so from 4-7pm. Then her usual foot massage place is another hour, assume 7-8pm. She should be home by 9pm.
I wrapped up my delivery work about 8.20pm and made my way home.
No message, no calls or anything from my wife during this period.
I don’t know why, i made a detour to Hougang mall.
It’s one of my favourite mall, i always go eat there. If not, it’ll be one of the coffee shops around the interchange.
Hougang mall got NTUC, got foodcourt, even got library but it’s under renovation now. At the basement, there is the massage shop, my wife and i have a package there. If you frequent these shops, you know you can just state your membership number, then they deduct the packages from there.
I walk up to the counter and casually mentioned my membership number to check if i still have any more foot massage package left.
Jay : still got how many?
Staff : 4 more…
Jay :ok thank you…can i check if…today my wife got come and use?
The staff look at the date and told me the date of last usage. That was one month ago.
Jay : ok thank you.
I bought bread at the corner shop and i could feel my blood rushing again to my groin.
My wife lied, she did not go for the massage.
Does that mean she also never go for the facial?
I walked to her facial shop, it’s outside the mall, one of the neighbourhood shops and i saw the staff sitting outside chatting. I don’t want to ask outright, the women all very gossipy. I don’t want them to talk about this behind my back but they looked like they very free.
How? How to ask in a way that you won’t invite suspicions?
This is where reading the shit James write online comes in helpful.
I don’t know why but the idea just popped into my head. Always change the angle for your approach, but still can move towards your target.
Instead of asking about my wife, i asked about the therapist she always asks for. Ah Lin.
I pretend to ask if Ah lin is around.
Staff: Ah lin go back Malaysia for 2 weeks. Grace and Joanne still here…your membership is under Ah lin?
Jay :my wife one, is ok. no wonder she cannot book her…nevermind, thank you.
Simple conclusion already isn’t it?
My wife never go facial, never go massage. Then where she go?
She go where get facial?
She go Alan face he facial on her face is it?
I bought macdonalds and went back home.
My wife text me at 10.20pm, say she bump into a friend, chatted a bit, that’s why so late. She’s on her way home.
I replied ok.
I told her i going to sleep.
she reached home close to 11.30pm. Don’t know what the fuck she was thinking. Next day got to work, still come back so late. Office worker all so relax. Do physical work like me, if i cheong until 11.30pm drink beer eat supper with friends, next day sure gone fuck one. Drive will probably looked like i smoke kpod or something.
Lights already off, i hear her put down bag, phone, take out ear rings and accessories. She removed her dress and i saw she was wearing the sanitary pants again.
She went inside toilet, i can hear her tearing it.
Then she showered.
The rest are routine. Blow dry hair, and sleep.
I never sleep.
I can’t sleep.
I waited till about 1am then i crawled out of bed to use the toilet.
I don’t dare to on light, but i brought in my handphone. Using the light to shine into the small bin in the toilet, i picked up my wife’s used sanitary pants.
I unwrapped it and i saw the sticky mess.
It’s not a lot but one look i can tell it’s not your usual vagina discharge.
It’s semen.
Whose? who do you think?
Alan shoot inside her, then she scare leak, that’s why she wear the sanitary pants.
I was trembling and shaking as i crawl back into bed.
Yes of course i’m angry, fucking angry, but i was also fucking rock hard. Feel as if my cock going to explode like that.
That useless feeling surged up again, no money, no condo, no conti car, cannot even satisfy my wife. Is it any surprise she finds someone who can satisfy her?
I don’t know if it’s because of the fast food and the fries, but i felt like i got some heart burn. My chest feels tight, and i don’t feel well. Quite uncomfortable. Maybe is the large coke, too gassy for me. Stomach feels bloated as well.
Zishan : dear? you ok?
Jay : huh? ya…stomach a bit bloated…
Zishan : mmmh?
She sat up, checked if i have fever and said she go and take medicine for me
Jay : no need la…is ok.
Zishan : just take the pochai pill la…
She shuffled into the kitchen and turn on the lights.
You see, all these small, little things.
Will someone who don’t love me do these?
My wife still loves me.
She do.
I took the pills, and she cuddled up in bed with me. I pressed my private against her butt and i felt it. She was wearing a new sanitary pants.
At least she have the decency not to stain the bed with Alan’s cum. That’s why she’s wearing a new pants right?
At least at night i’m the one that gets to do this with Zishan, not Alan. She sleeps beside me at night, not him.
Jaytheuselessman
6/11/25
Thursday
My stomach feels better in the morning but i know i’m not 100%. There’s that crunching and contraction feeling. I offered to send my wife to the MRT, she suddenly ask if i can send her all the way to Toa Payoh. I said ok.
I dropped her off, then when i about to turn out to Lorong 6, i heard the ‘vroom vroom’ of a BMW engine. It’s Alan’s car. We past right by each other.
I jammed brake but he always went past, the bike behind me horned at me because the road was clear to turn out.
It all happened so fast i have no time to react. We were early today, there’s enough time for Zishan to have breakfast before going up to office, and come on la, use your brain to think. Which property agent go office at 8am? Confirm they are meeting for breakfast.
It’s very weird to drive and feel your erection in between your legs. Like something is wedging in between like that, it’s comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time.
There’s a saying that goes if one part of your life is not smooth, god will make it up to you in another.
Despite my stomach not feeling well, i got a series of good jobs that day. The ones i like best are those with no time restrictions, like 7-8 locations, i pick up early, then as long as i finish by 6pm, it’s ok those kind. I take those, then i plan around my other routes and locations.
I happen to be at Sims avenue area and i wack 2 within 5 minutes of each other. That 2 jobs alone is 170. Multiple locations, but mostly are HDB clustered together, with a few landed. Since i have no appetite for lunch, i skipped it and just work. 3pm, i feel a bit hungry, wack 1 redbull and then i continue to cheong.
Finished last job and drop off at 6.30pm at KK hospital. Total earnings less all the minus this minus that, 295. Fucking good day for me but it’s tiring. Got 1 is carry some shit up walk up apartment, but that one got a bit extra. Owner is beautiful woman, husband also good looking, like those actor and actress kind. House is beautiful also, it makes me wonder why my life cannot be like that?
Why i since birth is this kind of pattern? I drove back to Sengkang, TPE is packed , i exited at Punggol and went to a quiet estate with provision shop. Bought 2 packet of cigs there because i can park right in front and see the van. Whole day i never eat anything, not much appetite, so i down another red bull.
Smoke a bit, use shoe rub some dirt off the van wheel, then i reach home at 8pm.
My wife is not back.
I msg her, she said she is on her way.
Zishan got home at 8.45pm. She seemed happy.
Then she got surprise for me.
Zishan : Dear this weekend…any plans or not?
Jay : huh ? usual lor…why?
Zishan : Then i go Malaysia with colleagues can?
I immediately felt like someone beat me on my chest and i just looked at her.
Zishan : a few of us going… tomorrow after work drive in, then Saturday evening come out.
Jay : i…orh…
I can only say yes right?
What can i say?
Say no? Because i know you going to go in and staycation with Alan? You going to stay in hotel and let him fuck you in different positions?
Zishan :you settle your dinner and all ok? i can dabao food back from JB for you.
Jay :No need it’s ok…
She looked very happy, she hugged me and kiss me on my cheek.
It made me very happy when she kissed me. I like the feeling of her body pressed against mine.
I pretend to scroll my phone as she pack in the room.
I observed what she packed.
I curious about her bra and panty, which kind she going to pack? The normal ones? The sexy ones? The lacy ones?
She packed 2 bra, both light colour, panty i saw she also pack 2. 1 is boyshorts type, seamless, the other is lacy and a bit see through. I got hard again. Then is it shorts or skirt or dress?
What she going to wear when she sleep?
Usually at home is shorts and t-shirt. I saw her bring a usual loose top, nothing suspicious there but she never bring sleep shorts.
When we were both in bed, my stomach start to growl, but my cock was rock hard. How to sleep?
How to sleep knowing your wife going to go JB staycation with another man?
I cuddle my wife and grind my cock against her butt.
Zishan :tsk…Tuesday just do…haiz…
Jay : but you weekend not around, i will miss you…
I touched her breast a bit, try to get her in the mood. She don’t want, she say tired la. I super angry but also super aroused. Then she offered to masturbate for me. I said ok, at least i get to shoot out.
My wife sat up and i lie down, she use her right hand to stroke me, her left hand play with phone.
Jay : ahhh..ahhhh…dear…i…can i smell your bra or something…ahhhh…
Zishan :tsk…very trouble some la you…
She went to the laundry basket, take the bra she wore to work that day, and press over my mouth and nose. I closed my eyes and she used the other bra cup to cover my eyes more or less. Her right hand press the bra cup on my face, her left hand stroke me.
Jay :ahhh..ahhhh…
Then she changed hand, her right hand stroke me, left hand play phone. I opened my eyes, peering through the bra cups.
Jay : ahhh..ahhh…
I can see her smiling as she text with one hand. I can feel my orgasm cumming.
I know she texting Alan, i get super angry and excited. she one hand pcc for me, one hand text another man? Can do this one meh? Women can split attention like this?
Jay : aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
The more i think, the more excited and out of control i feel. The smell of her bra, she wear whole day, her breast rub and rub, then the feeling of her stroking me, all jumble together like rojak and then the final topping is the texting and the smile. I cannot take it.
Jay : dear i going to shoot already…ahhhh…
Zishan :ok…
She stopped and grab the tissue box, but no more tissue.
Zishan :tsk…no more, why never top up…
Jay : sorry…ahhh…
She went to her bag and pull out something, i saw a leaflet, it was one with Alan’s face. I feel like punching him that fucker but my cock was throbbing away. Then Zishan pull a few tissue from her packet in the bag, and wrapped around my cock. She continue stroking.
Jay :ahhhhh..ahhhh…dear can go behind me…
She know my pattern, she know what i want her to do. My wife go behind, left hand take her worn bra press against my face, like forcing me to breath air filtered with her bra cup, her right hand stroke me. Her cheek press against mine.
Jay : ahhhh…ahhh..i going to shoot already….ahhh…
Then my eyes went to the leaflet on the floor, the piece with Alan’s face.
Jay :ahhhhhhhhhh!
When i shoot, i imagine him in that suit, that fucking smile like he can sell your million dollar condo in 1 day kind, i imagine him bending my wife over in the JB hotel room and just ram his cock into that slut!
Jay :aHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
I shoot out everything, i can feel it’s very explosive.
My wife help me wipe, and clean up.
Zishan : So little and watery…you got pcc on your own is it?
I felt both insulted and aroused.
My one watery? Not as thick as Alan? My seed not as good and premium?
My sperm is no breed kampung durian, Alan one is MSW is it?
The anger is difficult to describe, the heat, the feeling, is like will make you ownself want to check into IMH kind.
I collasped onto the bed, panting.
Zishan go washed up, then climbed into bed to continue messaging, occasionally smiling.
I don’t know what is wrong with me, i just held onto my wife’s worn bra and sleep.
Am i not the most useless man in Singapore?
I continue a bit onto Friday.
Morning, made sure she got her passport, everything packed and all, then i sent her to SengKang MRT.
She wave and say see me on Saturday.
I got plans of my own.
When she not in Singapore, i going to pretend to go up my in law place and see what secrets she hiding there.
Jaytheuselessman
Bro, this for real or talk cock one?
Hi i am Jay. I will update when i can. My wife is at Grantral mall now at Tai Seng. I am going over to see if i can spot her.
Alan the cheater drives a blue BMW. He has a girlfriend, and is planning to get married next year
James, i sent you the latest update already, please update when you are free.
Put a airtag in her bag. See where she goes
Cannot, phone will detect unknown tracker. I rather she not know i know
Long term subscriber here. Feeling very conflicted reading this series. On one hand, such NTR drama is what I subscribe for, but on the other hand, if true, this feels like building my desire for salacious stories on the pain and suffering of the author.
I just found out the plan for this Friday. They are going to the big boss place at Bukit Timah the Watten estate there. His house got Halloween decoration. Dinner at boss’s place, then drinks till late. Those with kids welcome to walk around estate for trick or treat. I plan to park nearby then wear a mask pretend walk around to see if i can spot her. Long sleep and pants to hide my tattoos. If i can spot Alan’s car, i may be able to find the house. i don’t know what costume she will be wearing, but tonight everyone going to costume shop together.
great diary and POV, as a vicarious ntr fan, im conflicted if i want this to happen to me xD
James! When are you going to post that slut’s picture! No breast still wear so tight. See already si bei hot! Please reply my message or return my call!
I sent you so many things and update, you still only at Sunday!