After returning to work after the Lunar New Year holiday, although not openly, whenever the office was empty except for the two of us, I would find a way to get close to her. If I couldn’t steal a kiss, I would at least caress her buttocks and breasts. At those times, Nga would just laugh, glare at me, and walk away or playfully scold me, “Don’t be so lecherous.”
Sometimes, after work, we’d arrange to go shopping or have dinner together, but she absolutely refused to let me take her to a motel or hotel. Nga only allowed me to come to her house on Sunday mornings, but she insisted I be back before noon, claiming that Thao was coming home from her extra classes and that she hadn’t had a convenient opportunity to talk to her daughter yet.
One Sunday morning, on a day when Russia was having its red light, feeling resentful, I called Dung with the sole purpose of resolving the issue for the young man. Unexpectedly, Dung gave me the address of her rented apartment, telling me to go straight to the gate and say, “Minh, Dung’s husband, apartment number 18,” and the security guard would let me in.
Completely contrary to what I had imagined, the boarding house where Dung was staying was very spacious, tidy, and clean, both literally and figuratively. Opening the door, wiping away her tears, Dung hugged me tightly and led me inside.
“Why are you crying?
” “Because I thought I’d never see you again. You didn’t go to that place, did you?
” “No, I’ve never been to those places before! That day, Boss Tam dragged me in, I couldn’t refuse.
” “After that meal with you, I didn’t work there anymore either. I got a job assembling machines for an electronics company; the salary is decent and stable, so I rent a place here. It’s a bit expensive, but as a factory worker, I don’t have to worry about makeup or shopping, so I can make ends meet. Besides, I don’t feel self-conscious about being looked down upon when I go out.
” “I think that’s true” (a completely meaningless remark).
“Have a beer! We never have guests at home because I want to completely forget about selling beer… so I don’t tell anyone this address, but I still buy beer occasionally to drink alone when I’m sad. Especially when I miss you.
” “But I didn’t do anything?
” “I don’t know either! There’s no air conditioning, it’s so hot, take off your shirt and I’ll hang it up for you.”
“Do you have anything to snack on at home, dear?” I don’t know why, but I blurted out the question when I saw the kindness, honesty, simplicity, and loveliness radiating from Dung…
“Yes, yes, I do. Let me make something. We can sit on the floor and have a drink; it’s cooler there, okay?”
Seeing Dung-nhi without makeup in her loungewear, looking just as youthful and pretty as little Thao, I wondered if perhaps each person is born with a predetermined destiny?
– What are you thinking about? Sit down here, have a beer, and hug me.
– Did you even let me hug you before you invited me?
– Wasn’t it because you called me today to… what?
– No, no, it wasn’t that, I just suddenly remembered you and called randomly. Hit right in the heart, I stammered, denying my guilt.
– Come on, drink up, get drunk, and sleep here tonight, I’ll pamper you. I missed you a lot too, but I didn’t dare call, afraid you’d scold me. Besides, I promised…
– What did you promise?
– Did you forget? I promised that whenever you wanted, I’d pamper you! I’d never make you promise anything, never make you love me, never make you marry me, never go looking for you, never bother you even with the smallest thing… I’m so dirty, I think being your girlfriend is already a blessing, I wouldn’t dare ask for anything more.
– Not enough, I remember something’s still missing!
– What did you forget?
– “Then let me be your long-distance girlfriend, we’ll go around…”
“Yes, I remember, but that was just my own dream. I promised I wouldn’t make you promise to do anything.
” “So, can we go for a walk today?
” “Are you serious, Anh?” Tears rolled down Dung Nhi’s cheeks again.
“Dung Nhi, get dressed up nicely and let’s go before it gets dark.”
As the car pulled up to the gate, Dung Nhi caught sight of the security guard coming out and shouted, “Uncle Six, my husband came up from downstairs to visit and is staying at your house tonight. He’s jealous and wants me to go home and won’t let me go to work. Please tell him for me, Uncle. Since I moved here, I’ve been coming and going all alone, right?”
– That’s right, it’s very strict here, strangers aren’t allowed in. Okay, you two go now, but remember to be back before 10 PM.
We drove slowly, pulling over to buy two cone-shaped cakes. The two of us sat in the car, happily eating them. We explored all over Saigon, visiting the Big Market, and finally arrived at the Lotus Pond area to have dinner at the Lang Nuong restaurant. Looking at the clock, it was past 9 PM, so I took Dung back to the guesthouse.
In the soft, dim light of the bedside lamp, Dung rested her head on my chest, gently stroking my other breast, occasionally murmuring as if in a dream: “I miss you, I miss you… I love you.” Then she reached down and squeezed my testicles tightly, rubbing them: “I hate it, you made me miss you so much.”
Dung Nhi leaned down and gently blew on the head of my penis, sucking it with a soft smack before releasing it. Her palms caressed both sides of my groin, up to my stomach, and down to my pubic hair. She then took the head of my penis into her mouth, swirling her tongue back and forth, sucking it strongly with a soft smack before releasing it. It was as if Dung Nhi was admiring and caressing a masterpiece of creation, half wanting to bite and claw at it, half fearing it would disappear.
“Suck it, baby. I can’t take it anymore,” I urged.
“Suck what, honey?
” “Suck what you’re holding.
” “But it’s so beautiful, honey. I love it, I love you.”
I got up, pinned Dung down on the bed, buried my face between her legs, and ran my tongue in a long line from her clitoris along her vulva all the way to her anus, then sucked on her clitoris with a slurping sound. Despite Dung’s writhing and trembling, I patiently continued to probe, suck, and lick. The more vaginal fluid came out, the more aroused I became. Dung’s vulva bounced up and down, her mouth constantly moaning and groaning. The more she moaned and groaned, the faster and harder I probed and licked.
– Honey… honey, fuck me with your dick, my pussy can’t wait any longer. Fuck me… fuck me… fuck… oh… oh… fuck… oh… fuck me… fuck… oh… fuck… fuck… fuck me… fuck… oh… oh…
– How do you want me to fuck you, what style do you like best?
– Put a pillow under my butt… there… there… put it under me and lie down with me. This way your dick goes deep, each thrust will make my pussy tingle and feel so good, each time you lift up I’ll use my hands to push you up, so you won’t lose energy and you can fuck longer.
– How do you know when I’m getting pleasure, when I’m coming?
– Hic, why are you so bad? You’re fucking me and you don’t know if I’m getting pleasure or not? When I wrap my legs around your back gently, that means I’m getting high, and when I tighten my grip, that means I’m coming. At that moment, your penis head will be squeezed really hard, and with the hot, wet pussy juice, you’ll feel incredibly good and easily come. I love being fucked like that the most.
Indeed, when I fucked Dung Nhi like that, I could control the pace, speed, intensity, and intensity without being swept away by her writhing, moaning, and groaning dance. When Dung Nhi lifted her legs and closed them, I slowed down gently; when Dung Nhi relaxed, I sped up…
Before falling asleep in each other’s arms, Dung and I had sex three times in that one position, each time lasting almost an hour, leaving our pillows soaked with semen and vaginal fluids.
Just before dawn, when they were about to have sex again, Dung said, “No, honey, it’s almost time for me to go to work. You need to save your energy to serve your girlfriend when you get back!”
“—How did you know…
—Do you and your girlfriend have sex a lot?
—Uh…how did you know…
—I knew it right away when you licked my pussy last night. Your tongue was so flexible, hitting the right spot, making my pussy tingle. Haven’t you done that many, many times already? And you even know how to swallow my pussy juice. If she wasn’t your girlfriend, you wouldn’t do that!
—You know and you’re not jealous?
—Well, I promised you! Besides, I’m happy you found me! I’m even happier that you have a girlfriend, I’m telling you the truth.
—So, if I swallowed your pussy juice, are you my girlfriend?
—No! Never! It’s time for me to go to work now.” Dung Nhi replied, her cheeks flushing bright red.
I waited at the gate for a while until the shuttle bus for the workers arrived. Watching Dung happily get on the bus, I stood and watched her go… my heart filled with questions of my own.
… You are reading the story “The Body Resides in the Wife’s House” at the source: http://truyensex.vip/than-cu-the/
One day, after work, as I was leaving the company, I saw Thao sitting on her motorbike parked on the roadside. I eagerly asked her what was wrong.
“—Thao, are you here to pick up your mother?”
—”No, I’m waiting for you.
” —”What’s wrong, Thao?
” —”Didn’t my mother tell you anything? About… about… I want… to meet you.”
—”Uh… well, we can meet now! Tell me.
” —”But… it’s so awkward here. I can’t say it, let’s find somewhere to sit.
” —”Okay, maybe another time, Thao. Minh has to go home; there’s some urgent work waiting for him at home today.” After saying that, I immediately drove off because I had a feeling something was amiss.
… You are reading the story “The Body Resides in the Wife’s House” at the source: http://truyensex.vip/than-cu-the/
For the following weeks, I continued to visit Nga regularly every Sunday morning. It was only one day a week, and all the pent-up longing was released onto the bed after a passionate lovemaking session. I had often thought about telling Nga about Thao’s visit, but I hesitated, fearing I might upset her, so I kept it to myself.
… You are reading the story “The Body Resides in the Wife’s House” at the source: http://truyensex.vip/than-cu-the/
Many times when I saw Thao loitering in front of the gate on my way home, I had to leave my bike and sneak out through the small back gate to catch a motorbike taxi home. One day, as soon as I got home, my mother scolded me:
“Why did you invite her over to meet your family, and then not come home?
” “Huh, what are you talking about?
” “It’s that pretty girl Thao, of course.
” “What did she say to you?
” “What else could she say? She said you’ve known each other for a year, and that you finally allowed her to come to the house today. She’s well-behaved, polite, and waited for you all afternoon without showing any annoyance. She even helped me with a lot of chores. I’m very pleased with her, I just don’t know if her family will make too many demands.
” “Next time she comes, kick her out immediately!” I angrily stormed upstairs.