Linda’s “Short” Story

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Linda’s “Short” Story
We had been together for nearly 2 years. She was still working at the hotel, but only 3 nights a week, or when I had duty. She enjoyed the “work,” and gave her a little extra spending money. She had ALWAYS enjoyed the variety. She loved the chance to have a dick that she had never seen before stuck inside of her. It was one (of many) of the thrills she got from her “job.”

I had been transferred to a different unit in the battalion, and been assigned the job of Dispatcher. I was on 6 days a week, with liberal time off, in case I needed to go to Saigon to take care of paperwork to bring her home with me. The permission for us to marry had been granted, and I was neck deep in getting her passport and visas, now. I would be notified through the Company Office, and the 1SG or the clerk would inform me of what was needed, and when, and I would go and get it took care of.

As dispatcher, I was in charge of the cleaning crew, and the tire shop. We had 2 people on the cleaning crew, a VERY old man, who we nicknamed “Dead Man,” and a teenage girl named Wan. There were 3 boys in the tire shop, ages 16, 19, and 20. They fixed tires for the whole battalion, so were kept fairly busy. The older we called Dim. It was what his name sounded like when he told us. He was an orphan, and had a place just outside of the airfield to live. He and I became friends almost immediately.

I went out to check on them several times a day, to see if they were okay, or if there was anything they needed. I had invited him down to our house several times, where Linda would fix him food, and we would visit. She had grown to like him as much as I did. He was always very polite, and called her “Big Sister.” She was the same age as he was. He didn’t have much, and she started looking for things he might need when she went to the market downtown. She had bought him bahis siteleri a couple of sets of clothes and a new pair of sandals, so she told me to bring him down to the house that evening.

We finished work at 1700, as usual, and went to get his ID at the gate, and catch a taxi to the house. We had moved to a larger house several months before. It had a Living Room, a Bedroom, a Kitchen, and a Private Bath, with shower. The other had been a single room, with a communal bath and toilet facility, outhouse style.

Linda had our evening meal fixed, as usual, when we got to the house. Vietnamese food for her and Dim, and prawns and french fries for me. Four of them, each near the size of turkey legs cost about 25 cents. The potatoes were about a dime. For them she had fixed rice, greens, and some Red Snapper fish. Something they both loved. We ate and visited, laughing about something that had happened in the tire shop a day or 2 back, and she told us about what she had seen at the market that morning. She told me that there was something she wanted to show me when we went together the next time to the market.

She, after the dishes were cleaned, and the food put away, so he could take it home with him, told him to come with her and try the clothes she had bought for him. He was totally surprised. Nobody had EVER treated him like this, before. He had tears in his eyes. She took him in the other room and showed him his things, telling him to put them on so she could see how they fit, and she could alter them if needed. She closed the curtain, and he changed to the first set. He called her to look, and she marked them as to what needed altering. She stepped out and closed the curtain, again, so he could try the other set on. He called her the second time and she opened the curtain, to look at the fit of the second set. She was pulling on the perabet legs and waistband of the trousers, and checking the shirt. In the process, her hand had brushed against him several times. The result was immediate and VERY obvious.

He had been present the day we had the party, after we were married, and, although he didn’t attend, he DID see what was going on. He and the other 2 boys in the tire shop watched Linda get fucked several times, and saw her naked for over an hour. Before that, they had all seen her nearly naked in the latrine that everyone used. None of them cared if anyone else was there, they just dropped their pants, and did what was needed. Her nude body was no strange thing to him. It was his perceived intimacy of her touch that got to him. He had a GREAT erection. She thought, at first, that it was funny. Then she took it as a compliment. She came back into the living room and told me what had happened. I got a chuckle out of it. She asked me what she should do. I told her to do what she wanted to do. She said she would, and asked if I wanted to see it happen. This told me all I needed to know. She was going to let him fuck her. Probably several times. She was untying the strings of her shift as she went back through the door. I saw it falling to the floor as she stepped to the curtain, COMPLETELY NAKED. I heard him cry out, “CHOI OI!!!” That is an exclamation of complete surprise, and, sometimes, shock.

I knew that she had trimmed the hair on her pussy the night before, when we went to the movies and dinner at the club. When he saw her the other times, she had the hair trimmed, but it was there to be seen. This time it was completely bald. He had only time to take the new clothes off, but not time to change. He was as naked as she was. His erection was sticking out for the world to see. In the past, she had perabet giriş hugged him a few times, around the shoulders, but this time she hugged him full-body, and KISSED him, ON THE LIPS!!! She was grinding her pelvis into him, and rubbing her tits all over his chest. She took his hand and put it on her ass, and the other on her tit. He was so surprised he didn’t know whether to shit, or go blind, so he closed one eye and farted. He DID manage to collect his wits enough to return her kiss.

She leaned next to his ear and whispered something in Vietnamese to him. He calmed down quite a bit at her words, and she guided him to the side of the bed. He looked and saw me. I told him, “Com qua ghia.” which means, roughly, it don’t mean nothing, or don’t worry about it. She helped him stretch out on the bed and laid down beside him, speaking Vietnamese to him. I understood a few words. She was telling him to “kiss” her pussy, then fuck her.

He turned and began to kiss, and at her urging, to eat her pussy, and she started sucking his dick. They were doing 69 for quite a while and she came several times, and she made him cum in her mouth, swallowing his cum. SHE turned around and put him on his back, and mounted his still hard cock, to give him a cowgirl ride. She rode him for a little while and turned around for the reverse, so he could see his dick going in and out of her pussy. She made him cum the second time like this. She let him rest after she had cleaned his dick for him, with her mouth, and lips, and with them talking in Vietnamese. After he had rested, she sucked him to another erection, and put a pillow under her own ass, and pulled him on top of her. This time he fucked her missionary, with her telling him to suck her nipples and kiss her tits and lips, until he had cum 2 more times.

He ended up staying the night with us taking turns fucking her. He fucked her a total of 6 times, and I fucked her 4 times. He only had 5 1/2 inches, but it turned out that they worked to both of their satisfactions.

He was no stranger to our house after that. 5 months later we left Vietnam.

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