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The Doctor's Dilemma
Scenario:In Bukit Timah, Singapore, residential estate, there lives Dr. Lee, a Chinese immigrant, and his family. His wife Mdm. Goh and his only daughter, Celine, a fresh graduate from University in UK . They have 3 domestic helper Lelyne, a Filipino, Suti, an Indonesian and Hsu, from Myanmar. Each of the domestic helper have their own task. Lelyne look after the cleaning of the mansion, Suti is the cook and Hsu take care of their pets. Their driver cum personal assistant of Mdm. Goh, Ah Seng and a gardener name Muthu.
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Dr. Lee
He is a doctor working in a hospital in Singapore. He is dedicated,hardworking,and humble. He migrated to Singapore with his family when he was young. He grew up speaking English and Chinese,learning Malay later in life. He takes care of his wife Mdm. Goh and their daughter Celine,supporting them in their daily lives. He values his family above all and cherishes the love they share.
Ah Seng
He is Dr. Lee’s driver and Mdm. Goh’s personal assistant. He is reliable,efficient,and dedicated. Ah Seng has been working for the Lee family for over ten years and takes pride in his duties,often going above and beyond to help the family navigate their daily routines.
Celine
She is Dr. Lee's daughter and Mdm. Goh's only child. She is independent,intelligent,and somewhat rebellious. Recently graduated from a university in the UK,she returns home to live with her family. Celine values her freedom and sometimes challenges her father's protective nature while appreciating the love and support her family offers.
This is my story, a doctor in Singapore.
I am Dr. Lee, living in Bukit Timah, a residential estate in Singapore.
I have an enormous house, a three-story building with a big garden.
I have three cars: Mercedes, Audi, and BMW.
I have a wife, Mdm. Goh and a daughter.
I also have a driver, a gardener and three maids: one Filipino maid, one Indonesian maid and one Myanmar maid.
My wife and daughter are not working.
They are being looked after by the maids.
Each of the maids has their own task: Lelyne, the Filipino maid is responsible for the cleaning of the house; Suti, the Indonesian maid is our cook; Hsu, the Burmese maid is looking after our pets: two dogs and an iguana.
My driver cum personal assistant of my wife is Ah Seng; the gardener is Muthu.
This is my family: my wife, my daughter, myself and our staff.
I am working as a doctor in a hospital in Singapore.
I came to Singapore when I was young with my parents.
I only speak English and Chinese.
When I was in secondary school, I also learned Malay.
Lelyne brushes against me intentionally, I can feel her n###s, as she wasn't wearing a b#a, her eyes lingering as she s###g her b#t in front of me.
The house is quiet.
The only sound is the clattering of Suti in the kitchen preparing dinner.
Lelyne enters my study to dust the shelves.
She looks at me and I look back at her.
We know what we are upto, but we have to be careful.
We have been seeing each other for a few years now, always in secret.
The last time we were together, she touched me longer than necessary while dusting the shelves.
I was thinking about it when Hsu came into my study.
She is going to join me later in the garden, when she is tending to the pets.
The door creaks and I look up; it is Mdm. Goh, back early from her business trip with Ah Seng.
After Mdm. Goh is back from her business trip, we go to our bedroom.
She is eager to have s#x with me and I can see that she is nervous.
Her hands are shaking a little while she undresses herself and me.
I can see that she is trying to hide something from me, but I don't know what.
Her kisses are more desperate than usual; maybe because we haven't seen each other for some time.
We make love and I look at her face; I am searching for guilt or deceit.
After we are done, we take a shower together.
The warm water cascades over us and she is quiet, her eyes avoiding mine.
I can see that she is uneasy, but I don't want to press her.
We dry ourselves and dress.
Then we go downstairs to have dinner.
Suti has prepared dinner for us and the aroma of her cooking fills the air.
We sit at the dining table and I look at my wife; she is nervous, glancing at the kitchen door.
Suti comes out with our food and serves us.
She is efficient as always, but I can see through her dress that she wasn't wearing underwear.
Suti has an uncanny ability to stir a simmering heat within me with just a glance.
I pause, my fork hovering mid-air, "How's your trip? Is everything alright?"
Her voice trembles as she finally admits, "The family business is struggling more than we expected."
I reach out and place my hand on hers, offering comfort.
"It's okay. We'll figure it out together."
She nods, a small smile on her lips.
We finish dinner and I excuse myself for an evening walk.
The sun is setting, casting a warm orange glow over the garden.
I stroll along the path, enjoying the fresh air and the sound of birds chirping.
As I approach the gardener's store, I see Hsu standing there, pretending to feed our golden retriever.
She gives me a knowing look as I approach.
The dog wags its tail and barks excitedly as we walk by.
We enter the store, and Hsu closes the door behind us.
The room is dimly lit, with only a small window allowing a sliver of light to enter.
The air is musty and filled with the scent of soil and plants.
Hsu turns to me, her eyes sparkling with desire.
She presses her body against mine, her small frame fitting perfectly in my arms.
I run my hands through her long black hair, feeling its softness between my fingers.
She moans softly as I kiss her neck, her skin warm and inviting. The dog barks occasionally outside, but we are lost in our own world.
Our bodies move in sync as we make l#e, our breathing heavy and labored.
Twenty minutes later, we straighten our clothes and Hsu leaves through the back door to return to her duties.
I check my reflection in my phone screen before heading back inside.
I enter my study and the familiar scent of books greets me.
I sit in my chair, and a moment later, Lelyne quietly slips in, closing the door behind her.
She moves under the desk, her hands resting on my knees.
I feel her warmth as she starts our daily ritual, her movements slow and deliberate.
My mind drifts to Mdm. Goh's nervousness earlier.
Lelyne's touch brings me back to the present, her focus unwavering.
The room is silent except for the soft rustle of her clothes against my legs.
I return to my study, still troubled by Mdm. Goh's distant behavior.
As I sit at my desk, Lelyne quietly slips under it, resuming our secret encounter.
My thoughts drift to Mdm. Goh's business troubles and her nervousness.
I hear footsteps outside and glance out the window.
Muthu emerges from Celine's room window, looking around cautiously before sneaking away.
I frown, wondering what he was doing there.
Lelyne's movements distract me, but my concern for Celine grows.
After Lelyne leaves, I walk quietly down the hallway and stop in front of Suti's room.
I knock softly on the door and enter.
Suti is lying on her bed, a cucumber beside her.
She smiles at me, "While waiting for you, Dr., I warmed up myself."
I close the door behind me and walk towards her.
She moves over to make room for me on the bed.
"How was your day?" she asks softly.
I tell her about my day and she listens intently, her voice low and soothing.
As we talk, she reaches out and touches me gently, her touch sending shivers down my spine.
I linger for a moment, savoring the anticipation before our lips meet and our hands explore each other; she wears only her sheer nightgown, as is her custom, and we lose ourselves in passion for nearly an hour before I leave her peacefully asleep, wrapped in moonlight.
I return to the house, my mind still on Muthu sneaking out of Celine's room.
I approach her door and hesitate for a moment before knocking softly.
Celine opens the door, her eyes avoiding mine.
"Is everything alright?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly.
I nod, but I can see the tension in her posture.
She stands there, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt.
I return to my room, still troubled by what I saw.
I sit on the edge of my bed, staring at the phone in my hand, contemplating calling my lawyer to talk about Mdm. Goh distant behavior.
Instead, I decide to confront Celine about Muthu later.
I undress slowly, hanging my clothes meticulously in the wardrobe.
Then I lie down and replay the events of the evening in my mind, focusing on Lelyne, Hsu and Suti for their daily routine to serve me.
I reach for the lamp to turn it off, deciding to address the situation with Celine in the morning.
The next morning, I find Celine in the garden, tending to the flowers with a distracted air.
"Celine," I call softly, approaching her with measured steps.
She looks up, her eyes wide with surprise. "Dad, is something wrong?"
I hesitate for a moment before speaking. "I saw Muthu leaving your room last night."
Her face pales, and she glances away. "It's not what you think," she whispers, her voice barely audible.
I leave her there, her face flushed with anger and guilt.
As I walk to the car, I glance back and see Muthu lurking near the hibiscus bushes, his eyes fixed on Celine.
Ah Seng opens the car door for me, and I slide into the backseat.
The engine hums to life, and we pull away from the house.
Through the rear window, I see Celine turn away from Muthu, her shoulders tense.
I lean forward, speaking quietly to Ah Seng, "Did you notice anything unusual about Muthu lately?"
He meets my gaze in the rearview mirror, his eyes narrowing.
"Nothing specific, sir," he responds, his voice measured.
I nod and settle back into my seat, watching the scenery pass by through the window.
The city comes alive as we drive through the streets, people rushing to start their day.
I arrive at the clinic and Ms. Lily Teo is already there.
Sonia Raj is guiding her to the examination room.
Lily Teo is wearing a simple dress and Sonia helps her to undress.
Lily Teo is wearing no underwear.
She lies on the examination bed and Sonia covers her with a white sheet.
I enter the examination room and put on my gloves, lubricated with gel.
I lift Lily Teo's legs and put them in the stirrups.
Sonia Raj stands next to me, watching me examining Lily Teo.
My fingers are sliding along her p###e area; she is well-trimmed, no hair at all.
As I expertly locate her g##t, a wave of p###e visibly ripples through her body, and Sonia, with a mischievous grin, subtly reveals her own smooth skin beneath her uniform.
She smiles at me and touches my pants with her fingers; she slides them along my pants until she finds my h#d s##t.
Then she unzips my pants and pulls out my s##t.
She holds it in her hand for a while, stroking it gently with her fingers before she puts it in her m##h.
"Ouh, Sonia," I say, pushing it slightly.
She looks up at me, smile. "I miss you over the weekend"
"Yes, me too!" I reply, touching her head. "It's just you can do this right... I can't stop thinking about you and Ms Lily."
I withdraw from Sonia's warm embrace and guide my length towards Lily, who eagerly welcomes me with parted lips.
Ms. Lily and Sonia take turns lavishing attention on me, their synchronized movements creating a symphony of p###e that crescendos with every touch.
With deliberate precision, I move between them, savoring the electric tension that builds with each measured t##t.
I look at Ms Lily; she is looking at me, her eyes are on my s##t.
With a graceful arch of her back, she offers herself to me, inviting an intimate connection that speaks volumes without a single word.
Sonia Raj is behind me; her hands are sliding down my back.
With a gentle yet firm touch, I guide Ms. Lily to the examination table, positioning her with care and precision before entering her from behind, our movements synchronized in a seamless dance of intimacy.
Sonia Raj joins us; her hands are on my back, and supported me from behind.
We start slowly; I am t####g into Ms Lily slowly, Sonia is guiding me with her hand.
We are breathing hard; our breathing is getting faster as we are reaching the c##x.
I finish with Ms Lily and Sonia, the room is heavy with the scent of our intimacy.
We meticulously cleanse ourselves, erasing the traces of our shared passion, before stepping out of the examination room to face the next chapter of my day.
I arrive home and the house is quiet.
Mdm. Goh and Celine are out, and Muthu is away.
The stillness amplifies the anticipation of the night ahead.
Lelyne greets me at the door with a knowing smile, her eyes hinting at our planned encounter.
We move to my study room, where Hsu and Suti join us.
I sit on the couch as they surround me, each maid taking turns to undress me slowly.
Lelyne starts by kissing me, then Hsu massages my shoulders while Suti removes my shirt.
Their movements are coordinated, building the tension in the room.
Lelyne pushes me onto the couch while Hsu and Suti join us, their hands exploring my body.
Soft moans fill the room as we engage in i###e acts.
They take turns undressing each other, building the anticipation.
The maids start to o##y p###e me one by one.
Lelyne whispers, "Let's forget everything tonight," as she dims the lights, creating an intimate atmosphere.
Her deep kiss draws me in, and I feel her t##e against mine.
Hsu and Suti continue their caresses, their hands moving rhythmically over my body.
Lelyne's lips trail down my waist, her warm breath against my skin.
Hsu kneels beside me, her fingers tracing patterns on my chest while Suti's hands explore lower.
The room is filled with soft moans and the rustle of fabric as we shift positions on the couch.
Lelyne gently entwines her fingers with mine, guiding my hand to rest on her bare waist, pulling me into an embrace that promises unspoken desires.
As I sink into the plush couch, Lelyne, Hsu, and Suti orchestrate a symphony of touch and sensation, each taking their turn to explore and indulge every inch of my being.
Lelyne envelops me in her warmth, her fingers tracing intricate patterns across my chest, igniting a fire that spreads through every nerve.
Hsu moves behind me, her hands expertly kneading the tension from my shoulders with a practiced grace that sends warmth cascading down my spine.
Suti kneels before me, her fingers gliding with deliberate tenderness along my thighs, sending shivers through my skin.
Their movements synchronize seamlessly, weaving a tapestry of anticipation that electrifies the dimly lit room.
With Lelyne reclined beneath me, I dedicate myself to her every desire, drawing out her e###y until she shudders with satisfaction.
I shift my focus to Hsu, guiding her through a crescendo of sensations that leave her breathless and fulfilled.
Lelyne reclines seductively on the couch, her breaths coming in soft gasps as I devote my attention to her every need.
Hsu kneels beside us, her hands exploring my inner thighs with a gentle yet electrifying touch.
Suti's eyes are fixed on me with a burning intensity, her fingertips dancing across my back like a painter crafting an intricate masterpiece.
I turn my attention to Hsu, skillfully guiding her through waves of pleasure, while Lelyne catches her breath beside us.
I turn my attention to Suti, guiding her into a realm of blissful sensations that mirror the euphoria shared by the others.
The room resonates with a symphony of soft sighs and whispered names, each of us lost in the rhythm of shared ecstasy until I finally succumb to the crescendo.
I sit in the study, still flushed from my encounter with the m##s, when Mdm. Goh enters with shopping bags.
Ah Seng helps her carry them, and she gives me a goodnight kiss before heading to bed.
Minutes later, Celine stumbles in with Rosell, both clearly intoxicated.
Rosell introduces herself, wearing a short denim jumpsuit and a black tank top that accentuates her c####s figure.
I watch them as they laugh and sway, my eyes lingering on Rosell.
I catch Rosell as she trips over a loose rug, my hand inadvertently touching her breast.
Her lips are inches from mine, as Celine walking to the bathroom, I steal a quick kiss.
Rosell shies away as I release her.
She adjusts her revealing outfit, glancing nervously towards the bathroom door.
I step back, watching her smooth her hair and regain her composure.
She forces a laugh, trying to brush off the moment as Celine's footsteps approach.
I walk to the bar cabinet, maintaining a casual conversation with Celine as she returns.
Rosell keeps glancing nervously between me and the bathroom door.
My hands shake slightly as I pour two glasses of whiskey, deliberately taking my time as the amber liquid flows into the glasses.
When I turn back, Rosell has settled onto the leather armchair, her short skirt riding up as she crosses her legs and exposed her l##y w##e p###s.
I hand her the drink, our fingers brushing against each other.
The ice cubes clink against the glass as she takes a sip, her lipstick leaving a faint mark on the rim.
After Celine retires to bed, I guide Rosell to the guest room.
I hand her a towel and Celine's night dress, our fingers brushing briefly.
Rosell hesitates, then accepts the items, her eyes flickering with a mix of curiosity and uncertainty as she glances at me, a subtle tension hanging in the air.
I watch as she enters the room, closing the door slowly.
Alone in the hallway, I pause, hearing the faint sound of water running from the bathroom.
My mind races with thoughts of the evening's events, from Celine's drunken state to Rosell's revealing outfit.
Rosell's voice breaks the silence, "Did you mean to kiss me back there, or was it just the whiskey talking?"
I lean against the wall, choosing my words carefully, "It wasn't the whiskey, Rosell; there's something about you that draws me in."
She steps closer, her eyes searching mine, "Then what are we going to do about it?"
I guide her to her room, my hand gently on her back.
Inside, I close the door softly, ensuring our privacy.
Rosell sits on the bed, her eyes locked on mine, a mix of desire and nervousness evident.
I sit beside her, whispering into her ear, "Whatever happens here stays between us."
She nods slowly, her breath quickening.
I lean in closer, our faces inches apart.
"Then let's make out tonight," I murmur, my lips brushing against her earlobe.
Rosell's response is a soft sigh as she leans into me, signaling her consent.
She hesitates for a moment, then nods, whispering, "Alright, just tonight."
In the guest room, the tension between us palpable.
As we talk about the kiss, her hesitation fades, and she agrees to keep it a secret.
We start kissing passionately; her soft m##s fill the dimly lit room.
My hands roam her body as she surrenders to me.
I lift her n####s, revealing her n####s.
The smooth skin and aroma from her w#t f##s arouse me.
I give her o#l p###e; her m##s are soft.
After a few s###s of my fingers, she c###s.
I gently enter her, feeling a tear in her w#t f##s.
My heart races with excitement and guilt.
She flinches back, a mix of pain and pleasure crossing her face.
Our eyes lock, and I lean closer, drawn by an undeniable pull.
I continue, shifting through various positions as we both reach multiple c###s.
Exhausted, Rosell falls asleep.
I carefully cover her with a blanket, ensuring she's comfortable.
I wake up early, feeling refreshed after a good night's sex.
I head to the dining room, where Mdm. Goh and Celine are already seated.
Rosell joins us shortly after, her eyes meeting mine briefly with a mischievous glint.
We engage in casual conversation about our weekend plans, discussing a potential family outing to Sentosa.
I suggest a picnic, while Mdm. Goh proposes a visit to the beach.
Celine remains quiet, occasionally glancing at Rosell with curiosity.
As we pass dishes around the table, my hand brushes against Rosell's under the table, sending a subtle smile her way.
Rosell's smile widens, a silent promise of secrets shared and boundaries crossed.