I liked how they had – inadvertently – given me a new idea for a role-play: yes, one day, he could play the handyman that he was, who Thuy and/or Nguyet would invite to stay for lunch. Nguyet would definitely entertain the idea, and even though such intricate ruses weren’t really Thuy’s thing, if we explained everything to her, she sure would play along. When Hoang was back, he pointed upstairs, mentioning that there was beer in the fridge. Tall as he was, he opened the two upper windows in the kitchen and then reached inside the refrigerator with his large craftsman-hand to fetch three cans at once. Nonchalantly, he lit a ciggy, and when Thuy arrived, she set the table, before she got the food out of the fridge.
While we were eating, the two of them thankfully made efforts to include me in their conversation. And so everything was chipper and cheerful; we talked a bit about Nguyet and Casey, and right when I was asking myself how the afternoon could progress, Thuy lifted her supple butt off the chair and grinned impishly, pointing at her bottom with her index finger – which made me cringe a bit, I have to admit. Anyway, she seemed super-excited about the prospect of anal sex; perhaps as she had convinced her young lover to make this a staple of their sex-life. I asked Hoang if the awesome ass fuck with Casey at the hot springs had changed his mind, which he confirmed, before he got two more beers from the fridge.
I asked Thuy if she had already prepared herself for our backdoor adventure. She nodded and blushed, and when I jokingly inquired if she wanted both of us guys to make her happy back there, she looked at Hoang and asked him something, which I didn’t understand. But when he nodded again, she looked back at me and agreed.
Of course, there was quite a bit missing here in the erotic tension-development compartment, but perhaps this whole anal thing was more like a test of courage or – literally – to sound out her bottom and its depths. And, as lovely as nice, erotic build-ups were: once in a while, a pure challenge could also be titillating. It was cute, however, when Thuy asked for some prep time in the bathtub now to soften her sphincter, which she underscored by rapidly tapping her thumb with her crooked index finger a few times.
Now, however, the two of them started to talk more vigorously, like in an argument, which took me aback a bit. Jesus, what could it be?! Well, it sounded like Hoang wanted to finish his job downstairs first, but Thuy wanted our company to spoil her in the tub. When he reminded her – by showing with his arms and hands how small the tub was – Thuy eventually laughed and relented. Hoang insisted again that I needed to lend him a hand and promised her that it wouldn’t take long, before he lit his after-the meal ciggy. When he waved me to follow him downstairs, Thuy and I smiled at each other, and I felt a bit bad.
But then, sitting naked in the bathtub with her, while her lover is completing his repair job of the air conditioner would have been equally odd. When we were downstairs again, Hoang handed me two parts to hold, before he freed a third from the plastic wrapping and took yet another from the tarp in his other hand. No, sure, I mean, it did make sense: if I hadn’t been here, he would have had to climb up and down multiple times, but now I would pass him the parts and the tools he needed. As I couldn’t really think of a topic to talk about with him, I asked him what he thought of Casey and her rectum, to which he gave me a heartfelt thumbs-up and a broad grin, before he cursed a bit at the machine.
Naturally, it was pretty hot in Vietnam in June and, without the A/C, it was rather stuffy down here in the office. Initially, I had thought I could do without it, but I changed my mind; perhaps I could shower with Thuy a bit before our rumpus, as foreplay. Hoang wanted to send me upstairs after ten minutes; perhaps he had seen some longing on my face, but I decided to stay until he would be finished. Our Queen of Sheba could wait another five minutes and soften her anus further in the tepid water in the tub. Hopefully, she wasn’t sore that her beau had insisted on working a bit after lunch – and even taken me with him – which was, admittedly, a bit odd.
Hoang looked rather proud when he was done up there and asked me to switch on the A/C to test it, before he grabbed his manhood through his silver work overall and grinned. He looked rather spiffy in his outfit, like a formula-1 driver, and him holding his balls was probably to tell me how much he needed a good relief. We still went outside quickly to smoke, however, and he told me how hot he found Casey. Should I tell him that she wanted to watch him bang our divine mature friend Yen? In the ass, notabene. Well, I didn’t, as her plan was only half-baked at this point and needed to ferment some more. And my Vietnamese, frankly, wasn’t good enough for such delicate matters.
When we arrived back upstairs, Thuy still seemed to be in the bathroom. Hoang took his clothes off and, as he was walking past me with his whipping dick, motioned me to follow him. So I undressed as well and put my clothes on one of the chairs here in the kitchen. Instantly, my cock started pumping when I saw Thuy in the tub: her large potato breasts seemed to be floating on the water, while she was watching her beau take a shower and wash his cock.
He hurried to be able to join her and make up for the lost quarter of an hour. Hoang grinned when he was walking past me to join her, and while I was washing myself, I watched the two of them exchange tender caresses. She had her lovely short arms on the edge, and when he sat down there, she began to play with his cock.
Now, she even bent sideways to take his dick in her mouth. I deliberately took my time under the shower to give the two of them some quality time, but as soon as I turned off the water, they disengaged, and Thuy pulled the plug. He assisted her in getting out, and she sighed, like she was sad to had to let go of his cock. Hoang past her a towel and then dried her, but right when I was asking myself what could happen next, she grabbed his hand and the two of them paraded past me, grinning. In passing, Thuy reached up on the shelf to grab the lubricant, and we seemed all set.
They went straight to the master bedroom, where Charlie had lost his virginity to Thuy around Christmas, after Mira’s large clit had shocked him. The other monumental memory I had of this room was, of course, my first time anal with Casey six weeks ago and Thuy just the previous week. It was amazing how simple and straightforward her preparations were: She took the brightly-colored bedspread off and then kneeled down pretty much in the center of the bed.
Her light cute little ass was protruding into the room, and now she was inviting us to rummage around and through her orifices. Hoang took the initiative, first: he grabbed her supple butt cheeks and pulled them apart, before her leaned forward and licked and sucked her soft and almost hairless cleft. As his arc of arousal was steeper than mine, I decided to just watch for a bit and enjoy the aesthetic rout – just like Casey was wishing for herself.