Chapter 10. The door is open, let’s charge
Ms. Thuy briefly explained that there was a telegram delaying the gathering time by 1 hour, so she took him to the meeting point at almost 10:30 pm. On the way back, about 500 meters from my house, it started to rain heavily. I didn’t think anything of it, just ran in to get a towel for her to wipe her head and face, then realized her clothes were still wet, so I said: The rain is getting heavier, please change my son’s clothes; he’s been asleep for a long time.
Without waiting for her to answer, I ran back up to the third floor to get my clean T-shirt and windbreaker and gave them to her. On the way down the stairs, a few thoughts came to me, like “Oh, if it was an hour late, we would have taken advantage of it…”.
So when I went downstairs, instead of giving the clothes to Ms. Thuy, I teased her: If we had been one hour later, you guys would have had plenty of time to…take advantage of it; I prolonged the word “take advantage” with the intention of teasing her, making her even more embarrassed.
She took the clothes I gave her, reflexively pulled the zipper down halfway and realized she was standing in the middle of the house so she stopped and looked at me….
As for me, the sound of my zipper woke up a sleeping lustful demon.
Very naturally, I walked over and reached out to pull the zipper that was halfway open, took off the wet windbreaker, and inside was a t-shirt that wasn’t too wet, then hugged her. She was surprised for a few seconds and then pushed me away, but I hugged her even tighter, my two hands even slid into her butt, my mouth sniffed around her neck, looking for a direction to kiss her lips. The more she pushed, the more I hugged, squeezed her butt tightly and pushed her towards the sofa.
Pushing her down on the sofa, she called out softly but firmly: “Come on, what are you doing? It’s… dirty, I haven’t washed it yet.”
It’s okay if I don’t say anything, but when I say it, it’s like a stimulant that increases my level of recklessness; on top, I kiss her deeply on the lips to… cover up the clues, on the bottom, I pull down her wet pants and underwear with my hands and legs, and of course, mine too. When she reflexively pulls her legs up, I have time to make a splash; she freezes, and I pause for a moment to feel the deep, dark crevice filled with the mixture of her and her husband’s intercourse just now; I take a few sips and then stop to enjoy the feeling of…eating again, eating from the same bowl but the previous person hasn’t washed it yet… how is it?
She suddenly resolutely pushed herself away: “No, let me go change my clothes first.”
I also stopped, helped her sit up and told her to go into the first floor restroom to change, I put on my pants, went out to lock the gate, brought her bike into the house, turned off the lights in the yard. When I entered the house, I saw that she had finished changing and was standing there, hesitating… Very quickly, I came up with a number: Ku was sleeping on the second floor, it was raining heavily, she should stay (There was nothing to worry about Ms. Thuy staying at my house because from the outside, Ms. Thuy was my aunt, my mother’s younger sister; when she was a girl, not married yet, she ate and stayed there all the time; and back then, there were no cameras or cell phones).
Ms. Thuy went up first, I followed behind to show her that the little boy was sleeping soundly, the blanket was carefully made, then I went up to the 3rd floor to get my clothes to take a shower, instead of getting a little wet from the rain just after getting out to get the bike, on the other hand, I also wanted to clean my dick because I had just gone into the cave to explore when…the evidence was still intact.
After cleaning up, I went down to the second floor and saw Ms. Thuy had just gotten out of bed and was folding the mosquito net for the little one. I gently held her hand and led her to the spare room (closer to the toilet) and still left the bedroom door open where the little one slept so that if he woke up and called, I would know.
Then there was the kissing like lovers, the peeling of onions, the caressing, all kinds of stimulation, and it took several times of thrusting up and down before she was willing to practice… kicking marbles, licking the pole for me (later she said that she had only done it once with Uncle Quang, and after that she became addicted to this for herself).
Because we had already come in the afternoon, our lovemaking session lasted for a long time, in all kinds of positions. When she reached her first climax, she raised her hand to signal a pause, but how could I delay my pleasure? I only stopped for a few seconds to change positions, then the pestle pounded loudly in the mortar again. After a while of kneading, pounding, and pounding, we both came at the same time, it felt like we were melting into each other. After that, I lay face down on a spoon, hugging her from behind; this was the conversation that followed:
– I’m bad, aren’t I? Her voice suddenly sounded choked.
Why is it broken?
– From this afternoon until now…
– The important thing is do you like it or not?
Nod slightly
– Only you and I know, who knows anything to say I’m bad.
Promise?
– Oh, if you don’t promise, then keep your mouth shut; I see you knew it before me and your father, but you didn’t say anything.
….
Silence; she suddenly turned around, her head still resting on her arm, looking straight at herself in the dim light of the sleeping lamp.
– Answer me honestly: How do you know this?
What?
– Hey hey, she pinched her cheek.
I crawled down and rubbed my head on her chest, my mouth found her breast and sucked for a while then crawled up:
– Then you have to tell the truth too.
She frowned slightly but remained silent.
When did you and your dad start?
Very gently, Ms. Thuy recounted, the general idea was that since ancient times she considered her grandfather and grandmother as her idol; the closeness like family made her almost have no distance, when the old man came to take charge of the Institute and laid the foundation for the old woman to develop as she is now as well as arrange work for her, she respected him even more, gradually the closeness turned into sexual contact, especially when she first came to the Institute, the old woman just started to go to the local area to practice and develop; however, she tried to keep it and her old man also tried to endure, just caressing, squeezing, kissing a little because she did not regret it but try to let her be complete when she has a husband.
….
In short, a few months after she married Uncle Quang, she and her father had sex. She still remembers the location: in her father’s office bedroom on a day off when no one was around, with security at the gate; after that, it was only occasional, every two or three months or even half a year.
….
– Now it’s your turn, tell the truth.
I listened to her story, both respecting the old man and thinking of ways to deal with it because I couldn’t say that my physical instigation was due to my older brother, his friend and his maid. So I changed the story of Ms. Thoa.
– It was 3 months ago (mom, it’s only 3 weeks to be exact but I’m lying); I met my dad and aunt Thoa like you did today.
…
Let Ms. Thuy’s mouth be surprised and then I told her a variation of the story, roughly, it was also on a day off when I came home and saw Ms. Thoa’s car, then Uncle Bao called the gate, I hid all her hats and sandals, and in the newspaper, I saw the scene of frequency interference and also pushed Ms. Thoa to the 3rd floor… roughly from a true story, adding spice and dragging the time down to a few months ago. What shocked Ms. Thuy was that I embellished the fact that after finishing the opening act of her life with Ms. Thoa, she still had to wait for the old man to come home to get the key to open the door and get her clothes. In the middle of the afternoon, the old man came home and asked me about Ms. Thoa, she said she was on the 3rd floor and waiting for the key he was holding; he forgot his mother in the car, so I had to quickly ride my motorbike to his office to get it before the driver would take her home; it was nearly 3km away, but luckily when I got to the gate, the driver had just arrived because he was taking Uncle Bao home, so I got the key and rushed straight home, locked the gate carefully and gently went to the 3rd floor to continue watching the frequency interference of the old man with Ms. Thoa; Miss Thoa felt shy when she saw me standing outside the door, but the old man had a little alcohol so he was more excited, even more natural; when he finished, I stood at the door and signaled with the key; he leisurely put on his pants, took the key, went downstairs, came over to where I was standing, and pinched my cheek to encourage me. So I went in and fucked Miss Thoa instead of him.
….
Ms. Thuy was extremely surprised with the way my father and I handled things; I even added that from then on we agreed not to use my grandparents’ room because it was easy to be discovered, only going to my room (that’s why he pulled her up to my room this afternoon; she believed it even more); then I also made up a story that basically every week, a few times, at noon, late afternoon, father first, child later or vice versa; on days when he was tired and couldn’t work, it was just me and Ms. Thoa, in general, the three of us had no distance to worry about.
– How are you lately… Ms. Thuy said hesitantly
What’s up?
– I see Thoa seems very happy these days.
…
Then I also told her and added that I had fucked Thoa at her house several times so I was very experienced; I absolutely did not say anything about Nga to keep my old man’s image and also keep Thuy for myself for a long time.
– Wow, father and son are so creepy, she said and giggled.
– You are even more disgusting; I said and then snuggled into her chest for a while.
What’s so scary?
– From this afternoon until now, my dad probably had 1, Uncle Quang probably had 2, and I temporarily had 2; isn’t that more terrible in terms of number of times and people? After saying that, I lightly tickled her side, making her shrink back and giggle, then hug me tightly.
The two aunts and nieces talked for a while and before hugging each other to sleep, they agreed to not reveal and try not to let the old man know that they had sex.