Chapter 23. Eating too much becomes a habit, a habit becomes an addiction, an addiction but…there is no medicine
I entered the house still in shock because I couldn’t believe that I had just… fucked my best friend’s mother, brought her to climax twice; even though I had had many sexual encounters with Thoa, Thuy, Nga… each time I felt a surge of pleasure, but the thought of fucking and ejaculating into my friend’s mother’s pussy was very different, very different; not because of Huyen with her “long legs but not the great 5-shot grapefruit” but it was… strange and difficult to describe, the proof was that she had just left for less than 10 minutes but thinking of her, his little brother… reached the sky.
As mentioned in a chapter, now that I am old and have finished paying my wife’s taxes, I can only pay the next day… and usually it takes a few days; but when I was a young man, I could start the second shift not long after finishing the first shift; go clean up the battlefield, wipe off the spilled products, put the towels in the washing machine, conveniently change into another set of clothes, but in my head, I still vaguely remember the… bang, the gun barrel still proudly reaching the sky. So frustrated… I went downstairs and started thinking and analyzing: it was late afternoon but it was still Friday, had Thoa’s husband Mr. Bao come home yet? He lives far away, usually only comes home once a week, so maybe tonight, the end of the solar year… could easily come home early? And Nga’s husband Mr. Y, he lives closer so he can drop by anytime, so it’s possible he could come home tomorrow; and what about Thuy’s husband Mr. Dung, and I wonder if Thuy’s… term is over yet?
Thinking back and forth, it was not as good as… calling the phone; but calling Ms. Thuy and Ms. Thoa’s house, the phone only rang, no one picked up; calling Ms. Nga’s house after a few rings, a gentle Hue accent rang out. Luckily, I was not too hasty so I didn’t make a mistake, the person who answered the phone was Ms. Nga’s mother; I had to say hello a bit and then make an excuse to ask her how to make fish sauce for banh bot loc because… “tonight I plan to steam it to eat because the day before you brought out a lot, I still left some”; she asked where Ms. Nga had gone to work; just let her prepare it for you, when Ms. Nga comes back, she will ask her to bring it up for you.
Mei; I don’t remember today is Friday afternoon, you girls still have to go to work, it’s almost 5pm and you girls are already home; “I’m so happy that my dick is so good that my brain is so confused”, I muttered and went to get the cake to defrost and tried not to think about “your hot bodies” anymore to calm my brother down.
I was going to get 1 box but then thought again, I didn’t eat rice at noon and ate cake for dinner, I probably won’t be able to stand the hunger at night; I’ve already done it, so I’ll just take out 5-7 of them to steam for a bit, and then I’ll have to cook some rice or cycle to a restaurant to make some fried rice to warm my stomach.
Hanging around with nothing to do so…rolled down on the chair and took a nap!
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There is a bell!
Quick reflexes, jumped up; looked at the clock, only 5:30 pm, a bit disappointed then went to open the gate.
Oh; Ms. Thuy! My heart is already pounding.
Ms. Thuy only stopped by to ask how the food was, but she didn’t intend to go inside. But after I opened the gate wide and begged her, she reluctantly drove her bike in. I locked the gate and urged her to go inside.
Once inside the house, I rushed forward, not letting her say anything, I hugged her tightly (as if we were in love, missing her so much, when an hour ago she had just… fucked someone else); she did not object, just hugged me gently for a while then whispered:
– Okay, let me go home and cook. Uncle Quang came home in the afternoon and picked you up, so I went to the market right after school and just got here.
Feeling disappointed and somewhat jealous, I hugged her tighter, rubbing my nose against her neck and chest as if I disagreed, while rubbing my hands on her butt.
– Come on, it’s broken; it’s just finished but not clean yet; let me go home, tomorrow morning I’ll go to the market to buy food and bring it over, we’ll eat and drink randomly at home.
Hearing that, I relaxed and let her go, but I was still upset:
– So, can’t do anything huh?
– No, not clean yet; tomorrow!
After saying that, she winked, pinched her cheek lightly, then started the car and drove away.
It was getting late so I cycled out to the restaurant to get some beef and cucumber fried rice to keep my stomach from protesting. On the way back, I cycled into Huyen’s alley, intending to visit my friend for a bit, but when I got to the gate, I felt… hesitant so… I gave up.
But when I got home, it was already news time; better go steam the cakes or else Ms. Nga will bring the dipping sauce and it will be difficult to talk.
As expected, the steamer just boiled when the bell rang; ran to open the gate and Miss Nga came up.
Quickly opened the gate, closed and locked it quickly. Hugged her again when entering the house; Ms. Nga said softly
– Wait, let Nga put away the dipping sauce.
Then she went to the kitchen, put the dipping sauce in a bowl, and opened the steamer to see.
– Oh my god; just steam a few cakes huh?
– Just ate that much; just ate fried rice at the restaurant.
– Just eat random things; it takes a lot of effort for “people” to clarify the dipping sauces. Ms. Nga said while looking sideways at me.
– I’m too lazy to cook because I have to go to the market.
– Let Nga go to the market tomorrow.
– Oh no; Aunt Thuy just went to the altar; she said she would go to the market tomorrow, otherwise come down and have dinner with her and Uncle Dung. I had to call her Aunt Thuy to increase intimacy and trust because in everyone’s eyes, Aunt Thuy is my mother’s younger sister.
– Uh, that’s it; Nga will come cook for you. Eat carefully to stay healthy.
– I can eat anything, but what should I do with my health? I said and tried to hug her but she leaned away.
– Okay; let Nga go home to take a bath and eat, you and Mr. Y are waiting.
– Huh; huh! I was about to say something but stopped; understanding what Ms. Nga meant, she said:
– Mr. Y will come back tonight, he said he can only stay home tonight because tomorrow afternoon he has to work overtime for New Year’s Day.
I understand the problem but still add another sentence:
– No wonder; no way…not interested.
– Okay, be good; tomorrow, I will go and “someone” will compensate you. It’s not convenient to stay away for a long time now. And tomorrow, everyone (meaning everyone in our family) won’t be coming back, right?
– No; dad is up there (meaning up there with mom and my sister) and Mr. Minh (my older brother) is a military student and can only come home to eat.
– Uh, okay; Nga is going home. She leaned forward to kiss me lightly on the cheek and then walked away, making me run to open the gate and door.
Are you alone tonight?
Eating cake and calculating! Last chance!
After eating, I picked up the phone and called Thoa’s house. When Thoa answered the phone, she spoke loudly and openly, concerned, saying, “Uncle Bao is home. Will you come down here for lunch tomorrow?” I understood what she meant so I hung up in disappointment!
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So I had a night full of freedom but…not happy! Honestly, that night I had a hard time sleeping, I kept tossing and turning with the image that made me toss the most was not Ms. Thuy, Ms. Thoa or Ms. Nga but… Ms. Huyen!
Get high without drugs!