Chapter 4. Compromise
About 10 minutes later, I was slightly awake when I heard the sound of the gate being pulled and then opened; the old man walked in. I was half asleep so I opened my eyes and asked:
– Are you home, dad?
– Uh, because Uncle Bao borrowed the car, I had to stay and have a few drinks while waiting for a ride home; well, it’s almost 2 pm already…
Opening the shoe cabinet, the old man suddenly realized that there was still Thoa’s hat, mask, and slippers inside, so he remembered and said:
– You’re fast this morning. Is Thoa still parking her bike here?
– If you lock the door, where will you get clothes for her to wear to go home?
– Oh…! (probably just now he thought of it) where is she?
– On the 3rd floor is my room.
I was sleepy at that time so I just answered that and the old man turned around, locked the door and walked away.
A few minutes later, in a daze, I remembered… Miss Thoa was in my room; the old man went upstairs again…
I jumped up, waking up from my sleep; 1 minute analyzing the situation: What if the old man came up and Thoa was still sleeping and hadn’t washed yet? What if Thoa had washed already? What if Thoa was only wearing a shirt now? And finally….the sheet, the sheet full of marks…
Jumped out of the chair, took a deep breath, and walked gently up to the third floor, this time very gently.
My room door was ajar; from inside came a series of continuous sounds: Ư..a..a, sóp…ép……
Of course I had to look; the old man was still wearing a shirt but no pants (probably in a hurry) and Thoa was kneeling with her butt up for him to thrust in repeatedly.
– You’re so mean to me, you’ve wet the whole bed like this…
– Ugh..ugh..you locked the door without letting me get my clothes…ugh..ugh…
……….
I stood there listening to a series of lewd conversations between two more people until the old man turned around and saw me standing there at the door, then he smiled wryly; Thoa also turned around and also… smiled wryly.
– I’m going downstairs, I’ll wash the sheets later. I said that and then went downstairs, otherwise I would probably explode again.
Just as she said, the old man must be old so he came out quickly. In less than 10 minutes, I saw Thoa dressed neatly coming down to the living room. Sitting next to me watching TV, she put her arm around my shoulder and kissed me lightly on the cheek and said:
– “People” go home!
I turned back without saying anything and hugged her neck more than a bud deep, my hand intended to reach into her chest but she was already wearing a bra.
– Okay, let’s go home; rest; see you later!
Opening the door, leading her bike out, I didn’t forget to remind her that I told Uncle Bao this morning so that she would be satisfied this afternoon. Looking at her ass resting on the bike seat as it gradually moved away, I suddenly thought, from morning until now she had squeezed mine 3 times, the old man twice, so her pussy must have contained… a whole cup of tadpoles from both father and daughter…
………
The dinner tray was cleared; suddenly the old man said:
– Make a can of beer?
– You drink, Dad. I stop. (Sometimes at home, my father and I still drink a few cans of beer. I only have one can, but he has the right.)
– Huh; are you out of breath? The old man said, teasing me with a smile.
……..
– You finished the work for me very quickly this morning.
Silent…
– But I didn’t think you would be that fast.
– What does that mean?
– So what will you and Thoa do after I leave? She confessed everything (I know you just forced me to do it).
Again silent but smiling lightly….
– Let me give you some advice, Dad; I said.
What?
– Ms. Thoa, Ms. Thuy or anyone else, Dad should…stay in my room on the 3rd floor or another room for more safety, so I don’t have to go…wash the sheets, clean the room on the 2nd floor every now and then before Mom comes home…
The old man choked on his beer, suddenly realizing how careless he had been all this time; luckily he had a good son who knew his place and often quietly helped cover it up for him…! He could only nod his head, what else could he do?
– Last time I saw and thought about Ms. Nga and Mr. Dung… Dad, you shouldn’t let them… stay here; can you keep it a secret?
The old man was startled and nodded again…