With Anna in Saigon

Douglas Van Wyck:With Anna in Saigon

Part 4: A captivating Evening with Nhi

Exhausted, as Anna and I were, not much happened during the last half-an-hour at my room. We just got dressed and then left together. While we were waiting for the elevator, we smooched a bit, as there was no one in the hall, but on the way down, Anna mentioned that, on Fridays, her sister usually cooked dinner:

"Perhaps, we can go to a bar with Nhi afterwards," she murmured, as the elevator door opened.

"Well, I don't like the idea of eating by myself, but yeah, let's maybe find a spot that has food, like a mix between a bar and a restaurant."

Anna nodded and was perhaps already going through her mind if she knew such a place off-hand:

"We'll figure it out. By seven-thirty, Nhi and I should be all dolled-up and ready. I'll text you," Anna promised, flashing her awesome set of teeth again: "And by then, I will also know where we could go."

We had kissed goodbye in the elevator, on the way down and paraded through the spacious lobby, holding hands. Anna had ordered anUbermotorcycle again, which was already waiting for her on the sidewalk. Of course, I watched the elegant creature getting on the back, before I turned around and sauntered in the opposite direction.

To finally eat lunch:Bun Bo Hue, a hearty soup with beef slices and other meat - the signature dish of the Old Imperial City, Hue. I even had the time for a quick iced coffee with condensed milk, before I strolled downtown to attend the final session of our English-textbook seminar with the publisher. To pick up myCertificate of Participation.

As was my habit by now, I joined the two middle-aged Swedish ladies, who said it was a pity that we never hung out in the evenings. This time, they even asked what I did when I couldn't meet with them. And so, I mentioned that I had about fifteen or twenty former students who were now attending college in Saigon.Which was true.

There were even more but, of course, I wasn't in touch with all of them. And some were already done and had moved on; often to Australia, one or two to Japan, or even back to our small, nondescript hometown. I was afraid that the two Swedish gals would want to join me that evening, but they had given up and didn't say so.

Anyway, today there was another lady from the publisher, who specialized in adult education. Needless to say, I couldn't really focus on what was being said. And I didn't need to. Instead, I let my mind wonder again and ended up at our beguiling hour with Nhi and her enticing tousled bush.Under the thin fabric of her light panties.

I regretted a bit, though, that Anna and I never really took the time to just talk. On the other hand, we had sex profusely, every time we wanted to. Which in many regards was more exciting and also more gratifying, anyway. And tonight, we would even have cute and cuddly Nhi with us.

While the new lecturer was talking about theCambridge English Teaching Frameworkand the different levels from A1 to C2, another lady was handing out our certificates in thick, soft envelopes to protect them. Which was nifty, as I didn't carry a briefcase around.Of course, not.

Although Anna wasn't allowed to send private messages from her work desk, she had still done so, askinghow muchthe girls should spiff up in the evening.Well, what was I gonna say?!They were both beautiful and sexy, as they were; they could literally wear anything they wanted.Which I told her.

'Totally up to you. Doll up all you want if you feel like it. But we're only going to a bar briefly,' I wrote back, in a second message.

Anna responded with a thumbs-up emoji and a winking smiley, before adding she would confer with Nhi later how snazzy she wanted to go. I noticed how exhausting my three days here in Saigon had already been and concluded that I should go straight back to my hotel, after the session here would be over.And take a nap, perhaps.

I mean, I had just eaten and enjoyed a coffee. Since the last hour here in the seminar was reserved for small talk, cheese and crackers - but no wine - I excused myself and said farewell. I moseyed back to my hotel and up to my room, where I smoked one more ciggy on the balcony, before I lay down naked on the bed.

It was just after half-past four, which would be an odd time to sleep. Instead, I messaged my wife, feeling bad that, in five hours, two ravishing young women would join me here and end up naked on my side.For the whole night. I found it profoundly ironic, though, that - of all people - Anna's twin-sister Nhung had been the deal breaker.

Well, that wasn't entirely true: Of course, I was too infatuated with Anna and her petite yet womanly best buddy, who were more than decent young people and, of course, tantalizingly beautiful. Simply, I was too mesmerized by the prospect of being able to sink my nose and cock into Nhi - partially, as I had only gotten a glimpse of her bush, so far.

And Anna was, like I have already said, the single most ravishing and dazzling creature I had ever met. But yeah, Nhi's tits were probably amazing, too, and it occurred to me that the girls should probably wear a skirt or dress, rather than jeans, as the former lend themselves more naturally to building up a nice arch of erotic suspense.

Of course, Anna and Nhi were free to wear whatever they wanted, but then, it was too hot for jeans in Saigon, during the last week of July, anyway. And, as Vietnamese girls, they had no problem wearing skirts and dresses. I knew that Anna had dozens of them, and Nhi had worn a skirt earlier today.

When I got up again to smoke on the balcony, my glance fell on the things Anna had deposited here the previous night, including a large towel. I saw a red, knee-length skirt, a pair of comfortable blueish pants, which looked pretty spiffy, as well as beige-maroon- pajamas, which reminded me of the first panties I had ever seen on her.

Yesterday morning, before we did it, for the first time ever. It was strange that that was not even 36 hours ago. To mark the occasion, I decided to shave and filled the kettle. As I was waiting, I opened one of those instant coffee sachets with milk and sugar, of which I literally had dozens here on the counter.

While I was shaving, the coffee would cool down, and I could drink it while smoking another ciggy outside, on the balcony. Well, as our rhythm didn't fully overlap, maybe I would go for dinner by myself, since Anna's sister was cooking at their house tonight. If Nhung's new lover was with her this evening, she wouldn't need their 50cc moped, though, which Anna and Nhi could then use to come straight to my hotel here, after their dinner.

That way, we would have more time and could sit on the balcony for our foreplay. When we were sufficiently aroused, the beds and the shower were only a few yards away. When I was done shaving, I took the coffee mug, a ciggy, and my phone to sit down on the balcony to outline my new plan in another message to Anna.

I also liked the idea of eating with the three young ladies and Nhung's new lover, of course, but Anna didn't want her sister to know that I was in town and that she was spending time with me, so they wouldn't invite me, in all likelihood. Yeah, Anna's sister didn't need to know that Anna and Nhi were spending the whole night with me.

I was kinda curious to learn what the two of them had fed Anna's twin-sister where they would sleep tonight. Hopefully, there was no change in plans on Nhung's part, either. If everything went as planned, Nhung wouldn't care too much, I guessed, as long as she was able to enjoy a whole night with her new beau. To fornicate.And cuddle.

Eventually, I put my clothes on and went downstairs. I realized that I was going towardBen Thanh Market, where I hadn't been forever.Fine. I knew a pizza place nearby, if that joint was still there. Curiously, across the street was theHo Chi Minh City Museum of Fine Arts, which had been the catalyst of my spectacular trip to Saigon.

Yes, the National Mourning Day had prevented our trip to the museum. Instead, we had laid down on the double bed and given in to our lust. I was now passing the Italian café to which I had once been with my mother, more than nine years ago, over Tet 2015. As I wasn't hungry yet, I sauntered through the market, with no intention to buy anything.

Yes, we had stone-oven pizza even in our small town nowadays, but my wife didn't enjoy pizza too much. Our son did, but we only went there once a month, on special occasions, as it was a bit pricey. Anyway, I ordered a salami pizza and realized that I hadn't had red wine for too many years, when I took the first sip.

The small pizza even included a decent-sized salad, which had eluded me when looking at the menu. I was sitting upstairs, on the back patio, looking down in the courtyard, which wasn't too exciting. The air was somewhat muggy, too, but I was used to that. When the waiter brought my pizza, I ordered another glass of wine, while I was at it.

Eventually, Anna confirmed that it might be best if she and Nhi would come straight to my hotel. When she asked if she should bring anything, I told her that I would take care of the beverages, but then suggested she buy some light snacks, such asbanh theo leo,which tasted similar to pretzels.

At least, the savory version; there was also a sweet one. Anna replied with another smiley and a thumbs-up emoji, and I lit a ciggy, after I was done eating. The pizza had been pretty tasty and now, Anna told me that they would hit my hotel around 8:15 or 8:30, which meant I still had more than an hour.

Funnily, I didn't appear to be in the mood for sex. At least, not overly. Anna and I had done it five times over the last 36 hours and ground off more than just the peaks of our arousal. But then, I also had a hunch that the girls wanted to explore their bodies with impunity, for once; tonight would be their chance to charter new territory and completely let go.

I wasn't entirely convinced that sharing the bed and sleeping together translated to sex proper, for Anna and Nhi. Yes, they probably had taken showers together and seen each other naked - and cuddled - but licking and fingering?!Maybe I would ask them later. Anyway, at some point I got up and went downstairs to pay, after not seeing the waiter for ten minutes.

The 445,000 Dong would be more than enough for a family of three for a whole day in a small town in Vietnam, but we wouldn't go out tonight and barely spend any money. On my way back, I went through the park again, where I had met the ladies earlier, and saw the Presidential Palace once more from the distance.

One block away was theWar Remnants Museum, to which I had already been at least three times on previous visits. Of course, I remembered looking at the helicopters and tanks three evenings ago, before I met Anna for the first time without Chinh, her chaperone. When we had said goodbye, I had kissed her hair, for the very first time.

I went on a brief detour to the small joint where I had four beers the previous evening to buy some more bottles. Unlike at a regular store, there, they would already be cold. I also got some soft drinks for the girls and ice, but then went straight back to my hotel to quickly drop everything in the fridge.

As I was sweating, I decided to take a shower and then dropped onto the double bed to, literally, chill under the ceiling fan. I wrote another message to my wife and then also Anna, before I amused myself on Twitter again. Certainly for the last time tonight. Eventually, I clipped my fingernails and got dressed, of course.

As there were only two wicker armchairs on the balcony, I brought a third out from the kitchen, which was a bit higher, though, and not quite as comfortable. I opened a beer and smoked again. Of course, it had gotten dark in the meantime but, with the warm ceiling lights in the room, the atmosphere here on the balcony fitted the occasion.

Downstairs, at the reception, I had asked earlier at what time they wanted me to vacate the room. We had negotiated an additional hour, until noon, after I had told them that my flight wasn't until 15:50, and I saw the lady putting a note in the computer. Since they were familiar with Anna, I didn't think it would be an issue if she stayed overnight.

Wouldn't it have been better if we had gone to a bar to warm up?I wondered again, as I was taking another swig of my beer. Well, it was too late now, anyway. But no, looking inside, at the two beds and the overall quite snug, cozy, and almost romantic atmosphere I was pretty chipper and full of expectation.

If we had started our mating dance in public, at a restaurant or bar, the natural arch of erotic tension would have gotten interrupted, since we would have had to relocate, while here, we could do almost anything on the balcony and then scurry over to the beds or bathroom. What we had here was downright ideal.

Speaking ofideal: Now, there was a faint knock on the door, and I opened it for the two bewitching young beauties. I instantly noticed that they both had washed their hair and put on make-up, as well as subtle lotion or perfume. Anna was positively beaming, when she handed me a small package:

"Mango slices. You know what they're for," she giggled.

Yesterday, over lunch, when the ravishing beauty had been sitting next to me in a short skirt but without panties, I had mentioned that I liked sashimi or fruit with fresh pussy nectar.Had Anna already told Nhi, or would we surprise her by spontaneously rubbing a slice of mango between her sticky nether lips?

Anna was wearing a tight grey dress, like girls wear when playing badminton or tennis, which didn't even cover half of her alluring slender thighs, while Nhi was sporting a maroon, almost black top with frills as well as a black-and-white skirt with a floral pattern, which ended five inches above her little roundish knees.

For some reason, I liked that they hadn't spruced themselves up too much; both young ladies were gorgeous as they were. And we would undress in about an hour, anyway. And probably not put our clothes back on until quarter to twelve tomorrow. The sheer view, coupled with the subtle lotion or perfume scent, was already giving me a slight erection, and I couldn't wait to lose myself between the pairs of young thighs.

"Did you come here on yourAngela?" I asked Anna, for some reason.

That was the official name of her 50cc moped, as was written on the sides. Was that because of the former German chancellor? Anna wouldn't know, but the KoreanLottemarkets, which were springing up all over Vietnam, were purportedly named so, since the owner liked Goethe'sThe Sorrow of Young Werther.Did the Taiwanese, who produced Anna's SYMAngela,venerate Merkel?

"And: Did you eat dinner with your sister and her new beau?" I was genuinely curious, after we had settled in and opened the drinks.

As I was filling their glasses with beer, Nhi protested a bit, saying that this would be her only sherbet tonight: to toast. She wanted to switch to Pepsi later, of which there were five cans in the fridge. Anna didn't appear to be wearing a bra, but I couldn't see her nipples, either, through the tight fabric of her dress.

She was probably sporting some kind of undershirt, as flat as she was. Her tender little buds were like three inches in diameter, or three-and-a-half, and stuck out about one inch, at the most. And yet, her whole figure was incredibly graceful and harmonious: slender and elegant, with perfect proportions.Simply delightful. And delicious.

Nhi seemed a tad tense, which was understandable, though. She knew we would undress soon, before we would tear into each other in an unbridled fashion. The only question was how to kindle the atmosphere and facilitate a charming beginning. As Anna and Nhi were chatting in Vietnamese, the latter definitely wasn't feeling lonely.

When I got up to get another beer and a Pepsi to refill our glasses, I took the liberty to gently touch Anna's tender bosom through the fabric of her tight grey dress and felt that her nipples were already pumping underneath. Nhi giggled and looked at me as if she wanted me to touch her boobs as well, which I would have found crude, however.

She was probably wearing a bra, anyway. Anna now told me about the dinner with her sister and her new boyfriend, who wasan engineer, rather tall, pretty handsome, and already a bit older:

"Like 27. He wears glasses..."

"What do you think: Is he going to stay at your place overnight?"

Anna grinned and nodded: "Well, now that Nhung knows that we aren't going to be back until noon tomorrow," she giggled.

"What did you tell her where you're staying tonight?" I was curious, of course.

"Nhi has relatives in a village near Vung Tau. I can tell my mother later that we didn't have internet there," she chuckled.

Which didn't seem completely ironclad, but Anna and Nhi were old enough to gracefully navigate the maze of little necessary lies. Funnily, Nhi was sitting higher on the kitchen chair than Anna and myself but, as short as she was, her legs were dangling, only twelve inches away from me - which was the cutest and most endearing thing in the world.

Naturally, I had offered her my wicker chair, as it was more comfortable, but she had declined.Of course. Age was a pretty big factor in Vietnam; in my wife's village, the men wouldn't let me go and buy cigarettes but send a teenage boy, instead. As a man and the host, who was twice Nhi's age, I had to sit in the more comfortable chair.Of course.

One unintended side-effect of the seating arrangement was that I could look up between Nhi's little thighs, under her skirt, from time to time. I hadn't seen her panties yet, but her young firm flesh was contributing to my lingering erection, which was nice; I hadn't had that feeling for quite some time that a fully-dressed woman was arousing me this strongly.

However, I liked that Nhi was neither showing off - by simply, coarsely spreading her legs - nor behaving overly bashful, by deliberately holding her knees together all the time. Which would have been outright silly, in our current situation.Well, hadn't there been a glimmer of her white underwear, for a split-second?

Nhi probably had no idea how efficacious and powerful her little snatch was, but she must have known that I not only desired Anna immensely but her, too. Unfortunately, Nhi's young bosom didn't really shine, here, in the semi-darkness, under her almost black top, which was generously tailored.

I had just asked myself if we shouldn't play strip-poker or something, when Anna got up to get fresh ice and another Pepsi, perhaps. When she was back, she paused, standing next to me, so that I caressed and squeezed her tight little butt through the fabric of her dress, until she sat back down again.

If I wasn't completely mistaken, I had felt the contours of her panties, and the way Anna was lolling now had a different, much more lascivious and nonchalant quality, like she desired to begin our foreplay proper. She was spreading her legs, as if she wanted me to kneel down on the floor and disappear under her skirt.At least, with my head.

Yes, as if Anna had suddenly remembered why the two girls had come here tonight, she almost aggressively was showing us her panties; perhaps as she knew that she, and not Nhi, had to start.Man, was her exposition hot!Anna was clearly heaving, while she was playing with the buttons on the front of her dress - of which there were around seven.