An inexperienced James, gets schooled by one twin, while dating the other.
I’m sure at some point in our adult life, we’ve all thought about this scenario.
Twins.
Maybe you watched it on some adult movie, or read about it somewhere on a story site, or adult forum.
But this is one scenario that i’m damm sure you will think of at some point.
I never expect it to happen to me.
I was 22 when I met Lynn. She was 27, five years older, which felt significant back then, like she was already standing somewhere I hadn’t arrived at yet.
She’s already working for a few years, financially stable, and more matured.
Me?
22, just collected pink IC from chief clerk and on my first job while studying part time.
It’s literally heaven and earth.
Lynn and i got to know each other at a board game cafe. It was a temp job i got after i ORD, and she came in alone one day, asking about board games.
Since it was a weekday afternoon, i brought her her drink, sat down to explain a game and soon, we were playing together because she was the only customer.
One thing led to another, she visited a few more times and by the end of the 3rd month, we were in a relationship.
She initiated.
Wah lau, people older, more experienced. I’m just a greenhorn when it comes to dating and all, in Singlish, there’s an expression for this.
‘She eat me gao gao’
First, let’s talk about her looks.
She’s beautiful, in a classy manner too. Lynn has that chic executive look that turns heads. If she’s sitting by the window of the board game cafe, we will get more customers.
It ends up making me more busy. Lynn’s figure, while not exactly supermodel like, is proportionate.
She has nice legs, long and her butt has the right amount of bubbliness to it. As a package, she looks good no matter what she wears.
In the bedroom, how do i even begin.
I was a virgin until i met Lynn, and the things she does to me, it just blew my mind. Hello, it’s not the guys taking advantage of girls all the time ok? Sometimes, it’s the other way around.
A few months in, i just felt that my life is complete.
She’s a nice woman, knows what she wants, and most important of all, drama free.
Then there is Sara. Her twin.
Same height, same jaw, and sharp features, same way of conducting themselves when they stood still.
But where Lynn was warm and open, Sara was more composed, more calm and cool.
She had Lynn’s face wearing a different expression if you get the drift.
Yah, same same, but different.
They were twins. Non-identical, but they look like each other with slight noticeable differences.
Sara arrived eighteen minutes earlier than Lynn.
Anyway, i’ve met Sara many times. She tags along for the occasional dates and movies, and yes, she always gives me the cheeky look when i stay over at their place over the weekend.
What cheeky look?
What do you think?
You think she doesn’t know what her sister is doing to me at night when the room door shuts?
That questioning and cheeky glance will continue in the morning, and the more shy and awkward i appear to be, the more satisfied she was with her subtle grilling.
Awkward? Why awkward?
Hello, i’m 22. Lynn pays for most of our dates and my clothes. Sometimes i feel like i’m her toyboy instead of her boyfriend. I also get the feeling like she bring me home to satisfy her needs, not that i’m complaining.
And Sara’s teasing, it was kind of a love hate relationship to be honest.
Sara : so noisy last night…
James: huh ?
Sara : I meant the traffic…
And because Lynn share a common Jack and jill bathroom, i always had to tip toe and be quiet when i want to use it after sex.
Sara : So late still using toilet last night…you…stomachache is it?
James : ermm..yeah…
Sara : i see…you shower after you pang sai every time?
James: ermmm…yeah…
It was a blatant cock tease.
I mean of course i wash and clean myself before and after. This is like basic hygiene isn’t it?. Lynn does it too, but i can imagine the noise it makes.
Imagine at night, you about to sleep then splish splish splash splash…someone using the shared toilet.
Jack and jill bathroom ain’t exactly known for sound insulation either.
Sara and Lynn orbited each other in that way twins apparently do, finishing each other’s thoughts, correcting each other’s timelines of shared stories, bickering lightly over details that didn’t matter.
I could see they were close. I’m sure they shared everything with each other. Even about sex.
Sometimes, i like to just sit and watch them talk to each other. It made me wish i had a sibling to talk to. There is this warm connection that it’s near impossible to find with another human being who doesn’t share the same womb as you.
Then one day, in the middle of a dinner, a conversation i never expect to have happened.
One that changed the dynamics of our relationship forever. The sisters were talking about a holiday many years ago to South Africa where they picked up a baby lion. If a photo like this was uploaded onto the internet in this day and age, people will flip and cry animal abuse among other shit.
Sara : Why so quiet James?
James : I’m listening.
Sara : Is our conversation that interesting? haha…
James : The dynamic is interesting.
She considered that. Tilted her head slightly, the way Lynn sometimes did.
Sara : Fair enough… haha…
Lynn’s phone rang while she was finishing her drink. She looked at the screen and made a small apologetic face.
Lynn : It’s my boss…so irritating… Give me five minutes.
Sara : Tell her I said hi.
Lynn : tsk…she may ask you to cover for my MC days and pretened i’m still in office…
Lynn stepped away toward the edge of the seating area, already talking, one hand pressed to her other ear to block out the noise.
The restaurant we were in is not busy. Only half the tables were filled.
Sara stirred her drink with the straw and took a sip.
Sara : She talks about you. You know that, right.
James : I’d hope so. We’ve been together a few months.
Sara : I mean she ‘talks’ about you. To me.
James : Ermm…Good things, I hope.
Sara cast a look at her sister who has stepped out of the restaurant.
Sara : Mostly…
James : haha…ok…
I laughed because that seemed like the right response.
But it didn’t feel right.
James : ermmm…Mostly?
Sara : She’s happy. I want you to know that first. But there are things…mmmh.
I can tell she’s choosing her words.
Sara : There are things…Lynn won’t say to you because she doesn’t want to make you feel bad.
That’s Lynn alright. She protects people she loves.
James : Hmmm.ok…
Sara : I’m not built the same way. hehe
She added with a cheeky grin.
That much was clear.
Before I could figure out what to say to that, Lynn was back, expression still mildly exasperated, already launching into a story about her boss panicking about something that has yet to happen.
The conversation folded back into holidays.
By the time we parted outside the MRT, the evening felt whole and uncomplicated, and I’d almost convinced myself I’d read too much into Sara’s words.
Unable to control myself, i dropped Sara a text.
I want to know what she meant.
Then my phone rang.
Sara : Some things are easier to say in person.
James: huh? is it…that bad?
Sara : Coffee Wednesday? Just the two of us. Don’t mention it to Lynn, I don’t want her thinking I’m making it a…ermm…a thing…
James: Simi thing?
Sara : Tsk…you want to know or not?
I should have said no. I knew that the way you know something and step past it anyway.
James : ok. where?
Sara : i’ll send you a location.
She sent a pin in Tiong Bahru.
I loved Lynn. I was certain of that.
I was also certain I was going to meet her twin sister on Wednesday.
Who better to tell me what I was getting wrong if not the person who had known Lynn longer than anyone alive?
…
Sara was at the cafe before i arrived at the cafe after my work shift. It was 8pm and the cafe was almost empty.
I expected Sara to ease me into the conversation, you know, start with something simple, easy to manage for a 22 year old.
Like ok, my sister likes this, this, and maybe she feels you could improve on that, and that.
Maybe a bit more maturity, stop playing games, think about future.
Much like an appraisal thing.
Before i sat down, Sara, with her arms folded and legs crossed said right away.
Sara : My sister is not happy about sex…
My legs almost gave way.
That was a bit too direct.
As if that were not enough, Sara added.
Sara : I can…teach you what she likes…if you are up for it…
I stared at Sara with my mouth opened as she nodded towards the chair, asking me to take a seat.
Looking at her in her work blouse, tight pencil skirt and high heels, i swallowed a gulp of saliva to sooth my parched throat.
James : Te..te…teach me…how?
She waited for me to sit down.
Sara sat forward, leaned her arms on the table and lowered her voice to a whisper.
Sara : Well…can you…keep a secret?
She whispered before sitting back and that was when i felt it. Her heel, the one crossed over her other leg sliding up the inside of my calf.
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