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I was dozing off to sleep when I suddenly felt like someone was picking me up and gently putting me down somewhere. I still slept without knowing until the creaking of the bed woke me up. I opened my eyes to see only darkness around me because the lights were off. But my ears can still hear a clear sound coming from right next to me. Only then did I realize I was lying on the ground on a mat. I was a bit surprised at first because I always slept in the bed next to my mother. So just now, someone picked me up and laid me on the ground. I began to look up at the bed, although the house was very dark, I could still see two naked bodies lying on top of each other. An 8 year old boy like me is still aware of what you two are doing. This isn’t the first time mom has taken a man home to film a cool movie. Since the day my father went on a business trip abroad, my mother had many lovers to satisfy her physiological needs that I could not count them all. Most men come to my house to go to bed with their mother, because they know that a beautiful woman in her nóng years like my mother is easy to flirt with. My childhood has many fond memories, but perhaps the most memorable is my mother’s rainy days at home with countless different men. That memory has followed me all my life and it haunted me all my life.
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17 years later…
Today is December 24, but the vast majority of Vietnamese like us living abroad still have to work until 4-5 pm to go home to celebrate Christmas. I was working when I received a message from my wife Bich:
– “Husband, will your wife ask Hung to come to her house to welcome Christmas tonight?”
Hung has been my wife’s boyfriend for two months now and I allow them to have sex because I have cuckold disease. I don’t know if it’s because I watched my mother do adult things too much since I was a child, but when I got married, I just liked to look. Fortunately, I got Bich as my wife, a girl who is quite erotic and also quite open in sex matters.
Normally, asking Mr. Hung to come to the house to drink is a small matter, but today I had to refuse for a reason. I texted Bich back:
“Not today, wife. When I get home from work, my wife and I will go home to celebrate Christmas with our mother. Dad went back to Vietnam to celebrate Tet, every mother here alone would be sad. I’ll come back to make my mother happy.”
Bich probably also understands the mood of a filial son like me, so she has no objection.
“Yes, that’s fine. Do I have to call my mother and tell her not to have a husband?”
– “Do not need. Give mom a little surprise. And if I come back suddenly to see my dad’s absence, will you take advantage of it?”
– “Engage what?”
– “Take advantage of doing a little, hehe…”
– “I thought it was nonsense, my mother is 47 years old, she must still be greedy about it.”
“You know what. Didn’t you tell me 5 years ago you didn’t find out there was a nhái giả bird in your mom’s closet?”
“Yeah, I don’t know how. If you look so sick, you’ll probably be out of chains by now.”
“Then you’ll be suspicious. And I’m a lewd.”
– “Like I said, I admit that my mother is a real prostitute. Poor dad, how many horns grow on his head without knowing it.”
“You just act like my head doesn’t grow bad.”
– “Heh heh, my head grows less than my father, only a few.”
“Marriage is so beautiful and lustful. Why are mother-in-law and daughter-in-law so similar?”
“How can I be as lustful as my mother? You must have tasted more than twenty or thirty male birds, right?”
– “Come too far. How many strange birds has your wife tasted?”
– “Just counting on your fingers. It won’t be as long as my mother.”
– “Does your wife want to be equal to your mother?”
– “Heh heh, yeah…”
– “Love it! Let the husband grow his head, okay, wife?”
– “Um, so there is no more room to grow, hehe. Come on, let’s continue to work.”
– “Um, wife goes to work. I love my wife very much.”
Due to a lot of work, it was not until 6 o’clock that Bich and I could go back to the countryside to celebrate Christmas with our mother. Where my parents live is a small town, about 50km from the city where my wife and I work. Down there my parents have a little clothing store called make a living. Near 7pm we arrived and went up to the 3rd floor of the old old building. I rang the bell and waited outside with Bich. They both smiled, thinking that Mom must be surprised and happy. A mother’s voice said from within:
“Who’s that?”
“Here I am, mother.”
Hearing her son’s voice, mother assuredly opened the door for us to enter.
– “Wow… Mom is a bit stylish today!” Bich had to exclaim when she saw my mother in a daring slit dress. My mother’s breasts are as big as two balls, and white and smooth, so she really looks very attractive in a sexy dress like this. Mother stood at the door smiling and welcoming us, although she was also a bit surprised.
“Then Noel has to change a bit. Why don’t you two come back and tell me first?”
I took off my shoes and said:
– “Give me a little surprise, so I told Bich not to call. And do you have to look good when you’re alone at home, Mom?”
When I finished speaking, both Bich and I were surprised when a man appeared at the kitchen door.
– “Hello everyone.”
Bich and I stared at the tall western guy over 1m8 and then politely smiled back. Mother looked embarrassed, she nervously introduced herself as if explaining:
– This guy is a regular customer who comes to buy goods. In the past few days, he often came out to help his mother at the store. The other day, I gave him some spring rolls, he complimented it and said if my mother makes it again, remember to give him some. Today, Noel, mom made a few to get the atmosphere and by the way asked him to come eat for fun.
I just laughed at my mother’s naive explanation. I enjoyed teasing her:
“But this western guy must also like his mother, right?”
– “My mother likes western guys.” Mother smiled and replied without shame because she was always proud of her beauty, making many men still fall in love even though she was 47 green springs.
– “But dad is away and there is a man in the house, so it is very suspicious.”
Bich pinched my hand to signal not to say that. She quickly helped me:
“The important thing is that you’re happy, okay, mom?”
– “That’s right, tell him to come eat for fun, there’s nothing wrong with doing anything bad, don’t be shy.”
Hearing my mother say that, Bich and I winked at each other and went into the kitchen. We shook hands with the western guy and introduced each other by name. This guy has a very long name, but he says to call him Ken and he’s 35 years old, unmarried.
Looking at the delicious food on the table including spring rolls, boiled chicken and bamboo shoot soup, my mother immediately explained:
– “This guy likes to eat Vietnamese food, so my mother made my traditional Tet food to let him know.”
“It looks delicious, I’m hungry too.”
Ken and I sat down at the table to pour wine and sip, while Bich and her mother dragged each other into the bedroom to whisper women’s stories. When Ken and I finished introducing each other’s work, I turned to another topic. I asked it:
“How do you see my mother? Are you pretty?”
Ken stuck his thumb up and said:
– “Linda is very pretty.” (My mother’s name is Linh and since moving to Germany, she used the nickname Linda to make it easier for Germans to pronounce.)
I further inquired:
– You like my mother right?
Ken didn’t hide his nod in acknowledgement. I began to feel a little excited inside, feeling that the story of my mother seemed very stimulating. I boldly asked without hesitation:
“I’m really asking. Have you and my mother had sex yet?”
Ken was a bit taken aback when I asked that. Fortunately, it is western, so sex problems are not as shy as Vietnamese people. Ken shrugs his shoulders and replies briefly:
– “Already…”
– “Times in the past?” I don’t understand why I want to ask in detail.
Ken didn’t speak, but raised two fingers to tell me he’d had sex with my mother twice. Excited, I licked my lips and exclaimed in delight:
– “WOW”
Ken smiled and showed himself to me and asked me delicately:
“Linda is amazing. I like her very much. Do you have a problem with me and your mother having sex?”
“No, I don’t have a problem. I have to thank you for making my mother happy.”
“OK, if you say that, then I’ll be at ease.”
“What are you two doing in the room for so long?” After I finished speaking, I stood up and walked towards the bedroom to call the two of you out to eat. The door was slightly ajar, I heard Bich’s voice inside:
“This dress is beautiful, but it doesn’t fit me well. I dress better because my breasts are big.”
I peeked into the room and saw Bich was wearing a thin two-piece nightgown. My mother spoke up when she heard Bich say so:
“You look good in this outfit. When I was young, my breasts were only as big as yours.”
– “Hehe, if you give it, I will ask. When I go to bed, I always wear it for Tung to admire.”
– “You wear this nightgown, Tung doesn’t cross his eyes.”
“But is it too revealing, mom?”
– “This child, a little open is beautiful. Your breasts are still full, Vietnamese girls are all as tiny as lemons.”
“I just want to be as big as mom. Big boobs like mom look good no matter what.”
– “Asian women with big breasts like mom are a bit rare. In the old days in Vietnam, men looked at their mothers and every man fell in love.”
– “It is also because the mother is beautiful, so no man does not like it. I heard from Mr. Tung that in the past, she had a lot of men chasing after her, right?”
– “Your father was on a business trip, so they kept flirting.”
– “Mummy must have nodded too, but how can I stand it for years, mom?”
“How can you hold out for a few years, son? There is also a reputation, but I have to endure it, but I don’t know what to do.”
“If I were a child, I would be the same way. If you’re used to eating, you say you can’t stand it for a few years. As a woman, I understand. So that western guy was… he… he didn’t? If Dad looks sick, then Mom must be needy.”
– “My mother and I are women who can sympathize with each other, don’t tell Tung or he will judge you badly. My mother and that western guy are there, so I rarely get to take advantage of Tung’s father to come back to Vietnam.”
“I won’t say it, don’t worry. But Tung is also very open to this problem, so mom doesn’t have to be afraid.”
“Yes, I hope so too.”
I stood outside the door eavesdropping on the mother-in-law’s daughter-in-law’s conversation, but my whole body was nóng. They fit together and are so lewd. I was about to speak up, but I kept listening silently when I saw Bich smiling and asking very quietly:
– “Does western goods hurt, mother?”
Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. But she still answered honestly to her daughter-in-law:
“Those who are not used to it will feel pain at first. It’s nice to get used to it. Much more than Vietnamese men.”
“I liked it when I heard my mother say it. Maybe I should tell Tung when to give it a try.”
“Yes, but he gave me some sticks. Please change your clothes and go out to eat or else people will wait.”
– “Yes, someday we will talk again.”
When Bich took off her nightgown, my mother gave her advice:
– “I bought lace underwear to wear. I always wear lace pants because it’s cool and airy.”
“I have some at home, too. Admittedly, wearing lace clothes is also airy.”
“Does it look like you shave?”
Bich immediately looked down at her butterfly and smiled.
– “Yes. Shave to take care of the toilet and Tung also likes you to shave.”
“In the past, my mother used to shave, but now that I am old, I don’t really care about it.”
– “My mother looks so young and boring, like she is not yet 40. Men like shaved women now, don’t they?”
– “The other day, the guy said that you women seem to like to have hair, right? I’m embarrassed that I don’t know what to say.”
“It is correct. None of the western girls have shaggy hair like ours in Vietnam. When did mom ask her to shave? I always ask my husband to shave.”
– “Thanks to it being afraid to give up.”
“Hehe, if you’re shy, I’ll shave after eating for you.”
“Yes, that’s fine. Let’s go out.”
– “Yes. Is your mother-in-law a bit juvenile? We didn’t have time to chase.”
“Now that I am young like you, I am still modern.”
I immediately went into the kitchen when I saw two people walking out of the bedroom. Listening to Mom and Bich talk openly like that, my heart is very happy and excited.
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I was dozing off to sleep when I suddenly felt like someone was picking me up and gently putting me down somewhere. I still slept without knowing until the creaking of the bed woke me up. I opened my eyes to see only darkness around me because the lights were off. But my ears can still hear a clear sound coming from right next to me. Only then did I realize I was lying on the ground on a mat. I was a bit surprised at first because I always slept in the bed next to my mother. So just now, someone picked me up and laid me on the ground. I began to look up at the bed, although the house was very dark, I could still see two naked bodies lying on top of each other. An 8 year old boy like me is still aware of what you two are doing. This isn't the first time mom has taken a man home to film a cool movie. Since the day my father went on a business trip abroad, my mother had many lovers to satisfy her physiological needs that I could not count them all. Most men come to my house to go to bed with their mother, because they know that a beautiful woman in her nóng years like my mother is easy to flirt with. My childhood has many fond memories, but perhaps the most memorable is my mother's rainy days at home with countless different men. That memory has followed me all my life and it haunted me all my life.
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17 years later…
Today is December 24, but the vast majority of Vietnamese like us living abroad still have to work until 4-5 pm to go home to celebrate Christmas. I was working when I received a message from my wife Bich:
– "Husband, will your wife ask Hung to come to her house to welcome Christmas tonight?"
Hung has been my wife's boyfriend for two months now and I allow them to have sex because I have cuckold disease. I don't know if it's because I watched my mother do adult things too much since I was a child, but when I got married, I just liked to look. Fortunately, I got Bich as my wife, a girl who is quite erotic and also quite open in sex matters.
Normally, asking Mr. Hung to come to the house to drink is a small matter, but today I had to refuse for a reason. I texted Bich back:
"Not today, wife. When I get home from work, my wife and I will go home to celebrate Christmas with our mother. Dad went back to Vietnam to celebrate Tet, every mother here alone would be sad. I'll come back to make my mother happy."
Bich probably also understands the mood of a filial son like me, so she has no objection.
"Yes, that's fine. Do I have to call my mother and tell her not to have a husband?”
- "Do not need. Give mom a little surprise. And if I come back suddenly to see my dad's absence, will you take advantage of it?"
- "Engage what?"
- "Take advantage of doing a little, hehe..."
– “I thought it was nonsense, my mother is 47 years old, she must still be greedy about it.”
"You know what. Didn't you tell me 5 years ago you didn't find out there was a nhái giả bird in your mom's closet?"
"Yeah, I don't know how. If you look so sick, you'll probably be out of chains by now."
"Then you'll be suspicious. And I'm a lewd."
– “Like I said, I admit that my mother is a real prostitute. Poor dad, how many horns grow on his head without knowing it."
"You just act like my head doesn't grow bad."
– “Heh heh, my head grows less than my father, only a few.”
“Marriage is so beautiful and lustful. Why are mother-in-law and daughter-in-law so similar?"
“How can I be as lustful as my mother? You must have tasted more than twenty or thirty male birds, right?"
– “Come too far. How many strange birds has your wife tasted?"
– “Just counting on your fingers. It won't be as long as my mother."
– “Does your wife want to be equal to your mother?”
– “Heh heh, yeah…”
– “Love it! Let the husband grow his head, okay, wife?"
– “Um, so there is no more room to grow, hehe. Come on, let's continue to work."
– “Um, wife goes to work. I love my wife very much.”
Due to a lot of work, it was not until 6 o'clock that Bich and I could go back to the countryside to celebrate Christmas with our mother. Where my parents live is a small town, about 50km from the city where my wife and I work. Down there my parents have a little clothing store called make a living. Near 7pm we arrived and went up to the 3rd floor of the old old building. I rang the bell and waited outside with Bich. They both smiled, thinking that Mom must be surprised and happy. A mother's voice said from within:
"Who's that?"
"Here I am, mother."
Hearing her son's voice, mother assuredly opened the door for us to enter.
– “Wow… Mom is a bit stylish today!” Bich had to exclaim when she saw my mother in a daring slit dress. My mother's breasts are as big as two balls, and white and smooth, so she really looks very attractive in a sexy dress like this. Mother stood at the door smiling and welcoming us, although she was also a bit surprised.
“Then Noel has to change a bit. Why don't you two come back and tell me first?"
I took off my shoes and said:
– “Give me a little surprise, so I told Bich not to call. And do you have to look good when you're alone at home, Mom?"
When I finished speaking, both Bich and I were surprised when a man appeared at the kitchen door.
– “Hello everyone.”
Bich and I stared at the tall western guy over 1m8 and then politely smiled back. Mother looked embarrassed, she nervously introduced herself as if explaining:
– This guy is a regular customer who comes to buy goods. In the past few days, he often came out to help his mother at the store. The other day, I gave him some spring rolls, he complimented it and said if my mother makes it again, remember to give him some. Today, Noel, mom made a few to get the atmosphere and by the way asked him to come eat for fun.
I just laughed at my mother's naive explanation. I enjoyed teasing her:
"But this western guy must also like his mother, right?"
- "My mother likes western guys." Mother smiled and replied without shame because she was always proud of her beauty, making many men still fall in love even though she was 47 green springs.
– “But dad is away and there is a man in the house, so it is very suspicious.”
Bich pinched my hand to signal not to say that. She quickly helped me:
"The important thing is that you're happy, okay, mom?"
- "That's right, tell him to come eat for fun, there's nothing wrong with doing anything bad, don't be shy."
Hearing my mother say that, Bich and I winked at each other and went into the kitchen. We shook hands with the western guy and introduced each other by name. This guy has a very long name, but he says to call him Ken and he's 35 years old, unmarried.
Looking at the delicious food on the table including spring rolls, boiled chicken and bamboo shoot soup, my mother immediately explained:
– “This guy likes to eat Vietnamese food, so my mother made my traditional Tet food to let him know.”
"It looks delicious, I'm hungry too."
Ken and I sat down at the table to pour wine and sip, while Bich and her mother dragged each other into the bedroom to whisper women's stories. When Ken and I finished introducing each other's work, I turned to another topic. I asked it:
“How do you see my mother? Are you pretty?”
Ken stuck his thumb up and said:
– “Linda is very pretty.” (My mother's name is Linh and since moving to Germany, she used the nickname Linda to make it easier for Germans to pronounce.)
I further inquired:
- You like my mother right?
Ken didn't hide his nod in acknowledgement. I began to feel a little excited inside, feeling that the story of my mother seemed very stimulating. I boldly asked without hesitation:
"I'm really asking. Have you and my mother had sex yet?"
Ken was a bit taken aback when I asked that. Fortunately, it is western, so sex problems are not as shy as Vietnamese people. Ken shrugs his shoulders and replies briefly:
- "Already…"
- "Times in the past?" I don't understand why I want to ask in detail.
Ken didn't speak, but raised two fingers to tell me he'd had sex with my mother twice. Excited, I licked my lips and exclaimed in delight:
– “WOW”
Ken smiled and showed himself to me and asked me delicately:
“Linda is amazing. I like her very much. Do you have a problem with me and your mother having sex?"
"No, I don't have a problem. I have to thank you for making my mother happy."
"OK, if you say that, then I'll be at ease."
“What are you two doing in the room for so long?” After I finished speaking, I stood up and walked towards the bedroom to call the two of you out to eat. The door was slightly ajar, I heard Bich's voice inside:
“This dress is beautiful, but it doesn't fit me well. I dress better because my breasts are big.”
I peeked into the room and saw Bich was wearing a thin two-piece nightgown. My mother spoke up when she heard Bich say so:
“You look good in this outfit. When I was young, my breasts were only as big as yours.”
– “Hehe, if you give it, I will ask. When I go to bed, I always wear it for Tung to admire."
- "You wear this nightgown, Tung doesn't cross his eyes."
“But is it too revealing, mom?”
– “This child, a little open is beautiful. Your breasts are still full, Vietnamese girls are all as tiny as lemons."
“I just want to be as big as mom. Big boobs like mom look good no matter what."
– “Asian women with big breasts like mom are a bit rare. In the old days in Vietnam, men looked at their mothers and every man fell in love.”
– “It is also because the mother is beautiful, so no man does not like it. I heard from Mr. Tung that in the past, she had a lot of men chasing after her, right?"
– “Your father was on a business trip, so they kept flirting.”
- "Mummy must have nodded too, but how can I stand it for years, mom?"
"How can you hold out for a few years, son? There is also a reputation, but I have to endure it, but I don't know what to do."
“If I were a child, I would be the same way. If you're used to eating, you say you can't stand it for a few years. As a woman, I understand. So that western guy was… he… he didn't? If Dad looks sick, then Mom must be needy."
– “My mother and I are women who can sympathize with each other, don't tell Tung or he will judge you badly. My mother and that western guy are there, so I rarely get to take advantage of Tung's father to come back to Vietnam."
"I won't say it, don't worry. But Tung is also very open to this problem, so mom doesn't have to be afraid."
“Yes, I hope so too.”
I stood outside the door eavesdropping on the mother-in-law's daughter-in-law's conversation, but my whole body was nóng. They fit together and are so lewd. I was about to speak up, but I kept listening silently when I saw Bich smiling and asking very quietly:
– “Does western goods hurt, mother?”
Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. But she still answered honestly to her daughter-in-law:
“Those who are not used to it will feel pain at first. It's nice to get used to it. Much more than Vietnamese men."
“I liked it when I heard my mother say it. Maybe I should tell Tung when to give it a try."
“Yes, but he gave me some sticks. Please change your clothes and go out to eat or else people will wait."
– “Yes, someday we will talk again.”
When Bich took off her nightgown, my mother gave her advice:
– “I bought lace underwear to wear. I always wear lace pants because it's cool and airy."
“I have some at home, too. Admittedly, wearing lace clothes is also airy.”
"Does it look like you shave?"
Bich immediately looked down at her butterfly and smiled.
- "Yes. Shave to take care of the toilet and Tung also likes you to shave."
“In the past, my mother used to shave, but now that I am old, I don't really care about it.”
– “My mother looks so young and boring, like she is not yet 40. Men like shaved women now, don't they?"
– “The other day, the guy said that you women seem to like to have hair, right? I'm embarrassed that I don't know what to say."
“It is correct. None of the western girls have shaggy hair like ours in Vietnam. When did mom ask her to shave? I always ask my husband to shave.”
– “Thanks to it being afraid to give up.”
"Hehe, if you're shy, I'll shave after eating for you."
"Yes, that's fine. Let's go out."
- "Yes. Is your mother-in-law a bit juvenile? We didn't have time to chase."
“Now that I am young like you, I am still modern.”
I immediately went into the kitchen when I saw two people walking out of the bedroom. Listening to Mom and Bich talk openly like that, my heart is very happy and excited.
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I was dozing off to sleep when I suddenly felt like someone was picking me up and gently putting me down somewhere. I still slept without knowing until the creaking of the bed woke me up. I opened my eyes to see only darkness around me because the lights were off. But my ears can still hear a clear sound coming from right next to me. Only then did I realize I was lying on the ground on a mat. I was a bit surprised at first because I always slept in the bed next to my mother. So just now, someone picked me up and laid me on the ground. I began to look up at the bed, although the house was very dark, I could still see two naked bodies lying on top of each other. An 8 year old boy like me is still aware of what you two are doing. This isn’t the first time mom has taken a man home to film a cool movie. Since the day my father went on a business trip abroad, my mother had many lovers to satisfy her physiological needs that I could not count them all. Most men come to my house to go to bed with their mother, because they know that a beautiful woman in her hot years like my mother is easy to flirt with. My childhood has many fond memories, but perhaps the most memorable is my mother’s rainy days at home with countless different men. That memory has followed me all my life and it haunted me all my life.
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17 years later…
Today is December 24, but the vast majority of Vietnamese like us living abroad still have to work until 4-5 pm to go home to celebrate Christmas. I was working when I received a message from my wife Bich:
– “Husband, will your wife ask Hung to come to her house to welcome Christmas tonight?”
Hung has been my wife’s boyfriend for two months now and I allow them to have sex because I have cuckold disease. I don’t know if it’s because I watched my mother do adult things too much since I was a child, but when I got married, I just liked to look. Fortunately, I got Bich as my wife, a girl who is quite erotic and also quite open in sex matters.
Normally, asking Mr. Hung to come to the house to drink is a small matter, but today I had to refuse for a reason. I texted Bich back:
“Not today, wife. When I get home from work, my wife and I will go home to celebrate Christmas with our mother. Dad went back to Vietnam to celebrate Tet, every mother here alone would be sad. I’ll come back to make my mother happy.”
Bich probably also understands the mood of a filial son like me, so she has no objection.
“Yes, that’s fine. Do I have to call my mother and tell her not to have a husband?”
– “Do not need. Give mom a little surprise. And if I come back suddenly to see my dad’s absence, will you take advantage of it?”
– “Engage what?”
– “Take advantage of doing a little, hehe…”
– “I thought it was nonsense, my mother is 47 years old, she must still be greedy about it.”
“You know what. Didn’t you tell me 5 years ago you didn’t find out there was a fake bird in your mom’s closet?”
“Yeah, I don’t know how. If you look so sick, you’ll probably be out of chains by now.”
“Then you’ll be suspicious. And I’m a lewd.”
– “Like I said, I admit that my mother is a real prostitute. Poor dad, how many horns grow on his head without knowing it.”
“You just act like my head doesn’t grow bad.”
– “Heh heh, my head grows less than my father, only a few.”
“Marriage is so beautiful and lustful. Why are mother-in-law and daughter-in-law so similar?”
“How can I be as lustful as my mother? You must have tasted more than twenty or thirty male birds, right?”
– “Come too far. How many strange birds has your wife tasted?”
– “Just counting on your fingers. It won’t be as long as my mother.”
– “Does your wife want to be equal to your mother?”
– “Heh heh, yeah…”
– “Love it! Let the husband grow his head, okay, wife?”
– “Um, so there is no more room to grow, hehe. Come on, let’s continue to work.”
– “Um, wife goes to work. I love my wife very much.”
Due to a lot of work, it was not until 6 o’clock that Bich and I could go back to the countryside to celebrate Christmas with our mother. Where my parents live is a small town, about 50km from the city where my wife and I work. Down there my parents have a little clothing store called make a living. Near 7pm we arrived and went up to the 3rd floor of the old old building. I rang the bell and waited outside with Bich. They both smiled, thinking that Mom must be surprised and happy. A mother’s voice said from within:
“Who’s that?”
“Here I am, mother.”
Hearing her son’s voice, mother assuredly opened the door for us to enter.
– “Wow… Mom is a bit stylish today!” Bich had to exclaim when she saw my mother in a daring slit dress. My mother’s breasts are as big as two balls, and white and smooth, so she really looks very attractive in a sexy dress like this. Mother stood at the door smiling and welcoming us, although she was also a bit surprised.
“Then Noel has to change a bit. Why don’t you two come back and tell me first?”
I took off my shoes and said:
– “Give me a little surprise, so I told Bich not to call. And do you have to look good when you’re alone at home, Mom?”
When I finished speaking, both Bich and I were surprised when a man appeared at the kitchen door.
– “Hello everyone.”
Bich and I stared at the tall western guy over 1m8 and then politely smiled back. Mother looked embarrassed, she nervously introduced herself as if explaining:
– This guy is a regular customer who comes to buy goods. In the past few days, he often came out to help his mother at the store. The other day, I gave him some spring rolls, he complimented it and said if my mother makes it again, remember to give him some. Today, Noel, mom made a few to get the atmosphere and by the way asked him to come eat for fun.
I just laughed at my mother’s naive explanation. I enjoyed teasing her:
“But this western guy must also like his mother, right?”
– “My mother likes western guys.” Mother smiled and replied without shame because she was always proud of her beauty, making many men still fall in love even though she was 47 green springs.
– “But dad is away and there is a man in the house, so it is very suspicious.”
Bich pinched my hand to signal not to say that. She quickly helped me:
“The important thing is that you’re happy, okay, mom?”
– “That’s right, tell him to come eat for fun, there’s nothing wrong with doing anything bad, don’t be shy.”
Hearing my mother say that, Bich and I winked at each other and went into the kitchen. We shook hands with the western guy and introduced each other by name. This guy has a very long name, but he says to call him Ken and he’s 35 years old, unmarried.
Looking at the delicious food on the table including spring rolls, boiled chicken and bamboo shoot soup, my mother immediately explained:
– “This guy likes to eat Vietnamese food, so my mother made my traditional Tet food to let him know.”
“It looks delicious, I’m hungry too.”
Ken and I sat down at the table to pour wine and sip, while Bich and her mother dragged each other into the bedroom to whisper women’s stories. When Ken and I finished introducing each other’s work, I turned to another topic. I asked it:
“How do you see my mother? Are you pretty?”
Ken stuck his thumb up and said:
– “Linda is very pretty.” (My mother’s name is Linh and since moving to Germany, she used the nickname Linda to make it easier for Germans to pronounce.)
I further inquired:
– You like my mother right?
Ken didn’t hide his nod in acknowledgement. I began to feel a little excited inside, feeling that the story of my mother seemed very stimulating. I boldly asked without hesitation:
“I’m really asking. Have you and my mother had sex yet?”
Ken was a bit taken aback when I asked that. Fortunately, it is western, so sex problems are not as shy as Vietnamese people. Ken shrugs his shoulders and replies briefly:
– “Already…”
– “Times in the past?” I don’t understand why I want to ask in detail.
Ken didn’t speak, but raised two fingers to tell me he’d had sex with my mother twice. Excited, I licked my lips and exclaimed in delight:
– “WOW”
Ken smiled and showed himself to me and asked me delicately:
“Linda is amazing. I like her very much. Do you have a problem with me and your mother having sex?”
“No, I don’t have a problem. I have to thank you for making my mother happy.”
“OK, if you say that, then I’ll be at ease.”
“What are you two doing in the room for so long?” After I finished speaking, I stood up and walked towards the bedroom to call the two of you out to eat. The door was slightly ajar, I heard Bich’s voice inside:
“This dress is beautiful, but it doesn’t fit me well. I dress better because my breasts are big.”
I peeked into the room and saw Bich was wearing a thin two-piece nightgown. My mother spoke up when she heard Bich say so:
“You look good in this outfit. When I was young, my breasts were only as big as yours.”
– “Hehe, if you give it, I will ask. When I go to bed, I always wear it for Tung to admire.”
– “You wear this nightgown, Tung doesn’t cross his eyes.”
“But is it too revealing, mom?”
– “This child, a little open is beautiful. Your breasts are still full, Vietnamese girls are all as tiny as lemons.”
“I just want to be as big as mom. Big boobs like mom look good no matter what.”
– “Asian women with big breasts like mom are a bit rare. In the old days in Vietnam, men looked at their mothers and every man fell in love.”
– “It is also because the mother is beautiful, so no man does not like it. I heard from Mr. Tung that in the past, she had a lot of men chasing after her, right?”
– “Your father was on a business trip, so they kept flirting.”
– “Mummy must have nodded too, but how can I stand it for years, mom?”
“How can you hold out for a few years, son? There is also a reputation, but I have to endure it, but I don’t know what to do.”
“If I were a child, I would be the same way. If you’re used to eating, you say you can’t stand it for a few years. As a woman, I understand. So that western guy was… he… he didn’t? If Dad looks sick, then Mom must be needy.”
– “My mother and I are women who can sympathize with each other, don’t tell Tung or he will judge you badly. My mother and that western guy are there, so I rarely get to take advantage of Tung’s father to come back to Vietnam.”
“I won’t say it, don’t worry. But Tung is also very open to this problem, so mom doesn’t have to be afraid.”
“Yes, I hope so too.”
I stood outside the door eavesdropping on the mother-in-law’s daughter-in-law’s conversation, but my whole body was hot. They fit together and are so lewd. I was about to speak up, but I kept listening silently when I saw Bich smiling and asking very quietly:
– “Does western goods hurt, mother?”
Her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. But she still answered honestly to her daughter-in-law:
“Those who are not used to it will feel pain at first. It’s nice to get used to it. Much more than Vietnamese men.”
“I liked it when I heard my mother say it. Maybe I should tell Tung when to give it a try.”
“Yes, but he gave me some sticks. Please change your clothes and go out to eat or else people will wait.”
– “Yes, someday we will talk again.”
When Bich took off her nightgown, my mother gave her advice:
– “I bought lace underwear to wear. I always wear lace pants because it’s cool and airy.”
“I have some at home, too. Admittedly, wearing lace clothes is also airy.”
“Does it look like you shave?”
Bich immediately looked down at her butterfly and smiled.
– “Yes. Shave to take care of the toilet and Tung also likes you to shave.”
“In the past, my mother used to shave, but now that I am old, I don’t really care about it.”
– “My mother looks so young and boring, like she is not yet 40. Men like shaved women now, don’t they?”
– “The other day, the guy said that you women seem to like to have hair, right? I’m embarrassed that I don’t know what to say.”
“It is correct. None of the western girls have shaggy hair like ours in Vietnam. When did mom ask her to shave? I always ask my husband to shave.”
– “Thanks to it being afraid to give up.”
“Hehe, if you’re shy, I’ll shave after eating for you.”
“Yes, that’s fine. Let’s go out.”
– “Yes. Is your mother-in-law a bit juvenile? We didn’t have time to chase.”
“Now that I am young like you, I am still modern.”
I immediately went into the kitchen when I saw two people walking out of the bedroom. Listening to Mom and Bich talk openly like that, my heart is very happy and excited.
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Phần 1
Đang mơ mòng ngủ thì tôi chợt có cảm giác như người nào đó đang bế bổng tôi lên và nhẹ nhõm khẽ đặt tôi xuống một nơi nào đó. Tôi vẫn ngủ ko hề biết gì tới lúc tiếng giường kêu cót két làm tôi tỉnh giấc. Tôi mở mắt chỉ thấy xung quanh mình tối om vì đèn đã tắt hết. Nhưng tai tôi vẫn nghe rõ mồn một âm thanh bành bạch được phát ra ngay kế bên mình. Lúc này tôi mới trông thấy mình đang nằm dưới đất trên một tấm chiếu cót. Thuở đầu tôi hơi ngạc nhiên vì tôi luôn ngủ trên giường cạnh mẹ. Vậy là vừa nãy đã có người nào bế tôi đặt xuống đất nằm. Tôi khởi đầu đưa mắt nhìn lên trên giường, tuy căn nhà rất tối nhưng tôi vẫn trông thấy hai thân thể trần truồng nằm đè lên nhau. Một thằng nhỏ mới 8 tuổi như tôi vẫn nhận thức được hai người đang làm chuyện gì. Đây ko phải là lần trước hết mẹ dẫn đàn ông về nhà để đóng phim mát. Từ ngày bố đi công việc ở nước ngoài thì mẹ đã có rất nhiều tình nhân để thỏa mãn nhu cầu sinh lý nhưng mà tôi ko thể đếm được hết. Đông đảo những người đàn ông tới nhà tôi là để lên giường với mẹ, vì họ biết rằng một người nữ giới xinh đẹp đang độ tuổi hừng hực như mẹ tôi thì rất dễ để ve vãn. Tuổi thơ của tôi có rất nhiều kỷ niệm đáng nhớ, nhưng có nhẽ đáng nhớ nhất là những cuộc mưa mây của mẹ ngay tại trong nhà với vô số những người đàn ông không giống nhau. Kỷ niệm đó đã theo tôi suốt cuộc đời và nó ám ảnh tôi cả một đời trai.
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17 năm sau…
Hôm nay là ngày 24/12 nhưng đại đa số người Việt nam như chúng tôi sống ở nước ngoài vẫn phải làm việc tới 4 – 5h chiều mới được về nhà để đón giáng sinh. Tôi đang làm việc thì thu được tin nhắn của Bích vợ tôi:
– “Chồng ơi, tối nay vợ bảo anh Hùng tới nhà mình đón Noel nhé?”
Hùng là bồ của vợ tôi hai tháng nay rồi và tôi cho phép hai người cặp kè với nhau vì tôi mắc căn bệnh cuckold. Ko biết có phải do từ nhỏ tôi được nhìn mẹ làm chuyện người lớn nhiều quá ko nhưng mà lúc lấy vợ tôi chỉ thích nhìn. Rất may tôi lấy được Bích làm vợ, một người con gái khá dâm và cũng khá thoáng trong vấn đề sex.
Tầm thường việc bảo anh Hùng tới nhà nhậu là chuyện nhỏ, nhưng hôm nay tôi đành từ chối vì có lý do. Tôi nhắn trả lời lại Bích:
– “Hôm nay ko được rồi vợ ơi. Lát làm về vợ chồng mình sẽ về quê đón giáng sinh với mẹ. Bố về Việt nam ăn tết, mỗi mẹ ở bên này thui thủi một mình chắc cũng buồn. Mình về cho mẹ được vui em ạ.”
Bích có nhẽ cũng thấu hiểu được tâm trạng của một người con có hiếu như tôi nên nàng ko chút phản đối.
– “Vâng, thế cũng được. Có phải gọi điện bảo mẹ ko chồng?”
– “Ko cần đâu. Cho mẹ có tí bất thần. Nhưng mình về đột ngột để xem bố vắng nhà thì bà có tranh thủ ko chứ?”
– “Tranh thủ cái gì cơ?”
– “Tranh thủ làm tí, hì hì…”
– “Anh cứ nghĩ linh tinh, mẹ 47 tuổi rồi thì chắc gì đã còn ham hố chuyện đó.”
– “Biết đâu được đấy. Anh chẳng kể với em là 5 năm trước anh chẳng phát xuất hiện trong tủ quần áo của mẹ có một cái chim giả à?”
– “Ừ, cũng chẳng biết thế nào. Bố trông ốm yếu thế thì chắc cũng hết xí quách rồi còn đâu.”
– “Thì thế anh mới nghi ngờ. Nhưng mẹ thuộc dạng dâm nữa chứ.”
– “Như anh kể thì xác nhận mẹ dâm thật. Tội nghiệp bố, mọc bao nhiêu cái sừng trên đầu nhưng mà ko biết.”
– “Em cứ làm như đầu anh ko bị mọc ko bằng.”
– “Hì hì, đầu anh mọc ít hơn bố, mới chỉ có vài cái thôi.”
– “Lấy vợ đẹp và dâm khổ thế đấy. Mẹ chồng con dâu sao nhưng mà giống nhau tới thế là cùng.”
– “Em làm sao nhưng mà dâm bằng mẹ được. Mẹ chắc cũng phải nếm trên hai ba chục chim đàn ông rồi đấy nhỉ?”
– “Tới quá đi chứ. Thế vợ anh được nếm bao nhiêu con chim lạ rồi?”
– “Mới chỉ đếm trên đầu ngón tay thôi nhé. Còn lâu mới bằng được mẹ.”
– “Thế vợ có muốn bằng mẹ ko?”
– “Hì hì, cóoooo chứ…”
– “Yêu thế! Cho chồng mọc kín đầu thì thôi vợ nhé?”
– “Ừm, cho ko còn chỗ để mọc nữa, hì hì. Thôi vợ làm việc tiếp đây.”
– “Ừm, vợ làm việc đi. Yêu vợ nhiều.”
Do việc khá nhiều nên mãi 6h tôi với Bích mới có thể đi về dưới quê đón giáng sinh cùng mẹ. Chỗ bố mẹ tôi đang sống là một thị trấn nhỏ, cách thành thị nơi vợ chồng tôi đang làm việc khoảng 50km. Ở dưới đó bố mẹ tôi có một shop quần áo nho nhỏ gọi là kiếm sống qua ngày. Gần 7h tối chúng tôi tới nơi và đi lên tầng 3 của tòa nhà cổ truyền lâu đời. Tôi bấm chuông và cùng Bích đứng chờ bên ngoài. Cả hai tủm tỉm cười nghĩ rằng chắc mẹ rất ngạc nhiên và vui tươi cho nhưng mà xem. Tiếng mẹ nói từ bên trong vọng ra:
– “Người nào đấy?”
– “Con đây mẹ ơi.”
Nghe tiếng của đàn ông thì mẹ yên tâm mở cửa ra cho chúng tôi bước vào.
– “Woa… Mẹ hôm nay hơi bị sành điệu đấy nha!” Bích phải thốt lên lúc nhìn thấy mẹ tôi trong chiếc váy xẻ ngực táo tợn. Ngực mẹ tôi thuộc dạng to như hai trái bòng, lại trắng mịn nên quả thực nhìn bà vô cùng quyến rũ trong bộ váy sexy như thế này. Mẹ đứng ở cửa tươi cười đón chúng tôi tuy rằng bà cũng hơi bất thần.
– “Thì Noel cũng phải thay đổi tí chứ. Sao hai đứa về ko bảo trước mẹ một câu?”
Tôi vừa cởi giày vừa nói:
– “Cho mẹ tí bất thần nên con bảo Bích ko gọi. Nhưng ở nhà một mình cũng phải diện đẹp thế sao hả mẹ?”
Lúc tôi vừa nói xong thì tới lượt cả tôi và Bích đều bất thần lúc có một người đàn ông xuất hiện ở cửa bếp.
– “Hallo mọi người.”
Tôi và Bích nhìn chằm chằm anh chàng tây cao lớn trên 1m8 rồi lịch sự mỉm cười chào lại. Mẹ có vẻ ngượng ngùng, bà loắng thoắng vừa giới thiệu như kiểu giảng giải:
– Thằng tây này là khách quen hay tới sắm hàng. Mấy hôm vừa rồi nó hay ra giúp mẹ ở shop. Hôm nọ cho nó mấy cái nem, nó khen ngon và bảo hôm nào nếu mẹ làm nữa thì nhớ cho nó vài cái. Hôm nay Noel mẹ làm vài cái lấy ko khí và nhân tiện bảo nó tới ăn cho vui.
Tôi chỉ cười cười trước sự giảng giải ngô nghê của mẹ. Tôi thích thú trêu bà:
– “Nhưng chắc thằng tây này cũng thích mẹ chứ gì?”
– “Mẹ con thì ối thằng tây thích.” Mẹ cười đáp lại ko chút xấu hổ vì bà luôn tự hào vẻ đẹp của mình khiến nhiều đàn ông vẫn mê mẩn cho dù bà đã 47 cái xuân xanh.
– “Nhưng bố đi vắng nhưng mà có đàn ông trong nhà là nghi ngờ lắm nhé.”
Bích véo nhẹ tay tôi ra dấu đừng nói vậy. Nàng vội đỡ lời cho tôi:
– “Quan trọng là mẹ thấy vui là ok hết, mẹ nhỉ?”
– “Đúng rồi, bảo nó tới ăn cho vui chứ có làm gì xấu đâu nhưng mà phải ngại.”
Nghe mẹ nói thế thì tôi và Bích nháy mắt nhau tủm tỉm cười đi vào trong bếp. Chúng tôi bắt tay anh chàng tây và giới thiệu tên cho nhau biết. Thằng tây này tên rất dài nhưng nó bảo cứ gọi nó là Ken và nó đã 35t chưa vợ con.
Nhìn trên bàn đồ ăn rất thịnh soạn gồm nem, gà luộc và canh măng thì mẹ liền giảng giải:
– “Thằng này thích ăn đồ Việt nên mẹ làm đồ tết cựu truyền của mình để cho nó biết.”
– “Trông ngon quá, con cũng đang đói bụng lắm rồi.”
Tôi và Ken cùng ngồi xuống bàn rót rượu vang ra nhâm nhi, còn Bích và mẹ lôi nhau vào phòng ngủ thầm thì chuyện của nữ giới. Lúc tôi và Ken giới thiệu công việc của nhau xong thì tôi chuyển hướng sang vấn đề khác. Tôi hỏi nó:
– “Mày thấy mẹ tao thế nào? Có xinh ko?”
Ken rơ ngón cái lên và nói:
– “Linda rất xinh.” (Mẹ tôi tên là Linh và từ lúc sang Đức thì bà lấy biệt danh là Linda để người Đức dễ phát âm.)
Tôi hỏi dò tiếp:
– Mày thích mẹ tao đúng ko?
Ken ko giấu diếm gật đầu thừa nhận điều đó. Tôi khởi đầu thấy hơi rộn rực trong người, cảm thấy chuyện của mẹ có vẻ rất kích thích. Tôi bạo dạn hỏi thẳng ko chút đắn đo:
– “Tao hỏi thật nhé. Mày với mẹ tao đã sex với nhau chưa?”
Ken hơi bỡ ngỡ lúc tôi hỏi điều đó. Cũng may nó là tây nên vấn đề sex ko ngại như người Việt nam. Ken nhún vai một cái rồi trả lời ngắn gọn:
– “Rồi…”
– “Mấy lần rồi?” Ko hiểu sao tôi lại muốn hỏi tường tận.
Ken ko nói nhưng rơ hai ngón tay lên cho tôi biết là nó đã quan hệ với mẹ tôi hai lần rồi. Quá phấn khích, tôi liếm môi rồi thốt lên thích thú:
– “WOW”
Ken mỉm cười tự khoe ra cho tôi biết và tế nhị hỏi tôi:
– “Linda tuyệt vời lắm. Tao rất thích cô đấy. Mày có vấn đề gì ko lúc tao và Mẹ mày sex với nhau?”
– “Ko, tao ko vấn đề gì cả. Tao phải cảm ơn mày mới đúng vì đã làm cho mẹ tao được sung sướng.”
– “OK, mày nói vậy thì tao cũng an tâm.”
– “Hai người làm gì trong phòng nhưng mà lâu thế nhỉ?” Tôi nói xong liền đứng dậy đi về hướng phòng ngủ để gọi hai người ra ăn. Cánh cửa hơi khép hờ, tôi nghe giọng nói của Bích bên trong:
– “Váy này đẹp nhưng con mặc ko hợp lắm thì phải. Mẹ mặc hợp hơn vì ngực mẹ to.”
Tôi hé mắt nhìn trộm vào trong phòng thì thấy Bích đang mặc một chiếc váy ngủ 2 dây mỏng tanh. Mẹ tôi lên tiếng lúc nghe Bích nói tương tự:
– “Con mặc như này là đẹp rồi còn gì. Hồi còn trẻ ngực mẹ cũng chỉ to bằng của con.”
– “Hì hì, mẹ cho thì con xin. Lát đi ngủ mặc luôn cho anh Tùng chiêm ngưỡng.”
– “Con mặc cái váy ngủ này thằng Tùng chẳng lác mắt ra đấy chứ.”
– “Nhưng có hở ngực quá ko mẹ nhỉ?”
– “Cái con này, hở một tẹo mới đẹp chứ. Ngực con còn đầy đặn đó, gái việt nam toàn đứa nhỏ xíu như quả chanh.”
– “Con chỉ thích được to như của mẹ. Ngực to như mẹ mặc bộ gì cũng đẹp.”
– “Phụ nữ châu á ngực to như mẹ hơi hiếm đấy. Ngày xưa ở Việt nam, đàn ông nhìn mẹ nhưng mà ông nào cũng mê mẩn.”
– “Thì cũng tại mẹ đẹp nhưng mà nên ông nào chẳng thích. Nghe anh Tùng kể ngày xưa mẹ có nhiều ông theo đuổi lắm phải ko?”
– “Thì bố con đi công việc nên họ cứ tới ve vãn.”
– “Chắc mẹ cũng phải gật đầu chứ làm sao nhưng mà nhịn nổi mấy năm liền mẹ nhỉ?”
– “Nhịn làm sao được mấy năm hả con. Cũng có tai tiếng nhưng đành phải chịu chứ biết làm sao được.”
– “Là con thì chắc con cũng tương tự. Ăn đang quen nhưng mà bảo nhịn mấy năm thì sao nhịn nổi. Là nữ giới, con hiểu nhưng mà. Thế thằng tây kia mẹ đã… đấy… đấy nó chưa? Bố trông ốm yếu vậy thì chắc mẹ thiếu thốn lắm.”
– “Mẹ con mình là nữ giới thông cảm được cho nhau, con đừng nói cho thằng Tùng biết ko nó lại giám định mẹ ko ra gì. Mẹ với thằng tây đấy rồi, chẳng mấy lúc được tranh thủ bố thằng Tùng về vn.”
– “Con ko nói đâu, mẹ cứ yên tâm. Nhưng anh Tùng cũng thoáng vấn đề này lắm nên mẹ ko phải ngại.”
– “Ừ, mẹ cũng kỳ vọng là tương tự.”
Tôi đứng ngoài cửa nghe lén mẹ chồng con dâu nói chuyện nhưng mà nóng hết cả người. Họ hợp nhau và dâm đãng tới thế là cùng. Định lên tiếng nhưng tôi yên lặng nghe tiếp lúc thấy Bích tủm tỉm cười hỏi rất nhỏ:
– “Hàng tây có đau ko hả mẹ?”
Hai má mẹ chợt đỏ ửng lên xấu hổ. Nhưng bà vẫn trả lời thành thật cho con dâu biết:
– “Người nào chưa quen thì lúc đầu sẽ thấy đau. Quen rồi thì sướng lắm. Hơn đàn ông vietnam nhiều con ạ.”
– “Nghe mẹ nói nhưng mà thích thế. Chắc phải bảo anh Tùng hôm nào cho thử mới được.”
– “Có nhưng mà nó cho vài cái gậy. Thôi thay đồ đi rồi ra ăn ko kẻo mọi người đợi.”
– “Vâng, hôm nào mẹ con mình tâm tình tiếp.”
Lúc Bích lột chiếc váy ngủ ra thì mẹ tôi lên tiếng tư vấn cho nàng:
– “Con sắm quần lót ren nhưng mà mặc. Mẹ toàn mặc quần ren vì nó vừa mát vừa thoáng.”
– “Con cũng có mấy cái ở nhà nhưng mà. Xác nhận mặc đồ ren thấy cũng thoáng.”
– “Hình như con cạo à?”
Bích liền cúi xuống nhìn bướm mình rồi mỉm cười đáp:
– “Dạ vâng. Cạo đi trông vệ sinh và anh Tùng cũng thích con cạo cơ.”
– “Ngày xưa mẹ cũng hay cạo, giờ già rồi cũng chẳng quan tâm chuyện đó cho lắm.”
– “Trông mẹ còn trẻ chán, như chưa 40 ý. Hiện giờ đàn ông họ thích phụ nữ cạo nhẵn thì phải?”
– “Thằng tây hôm nọ kêu bảo phụ nữ chúng mày hình như thích để lông thì phải? Mẹ ngượng chẳng biết nói sao.”
– “Nó nói đúng nhưng mà. Bọn gái tây có đứa nào để lông um xùm như vietnam mình đâu. Hôm nào mẹ bảo nó cạo cho? Con toàn nhờ chồng con cạo cho đấy.”
– “Nhờ nó ngại bỏ xừ.”
– “Hì hì, nếu mẹ ngại thì lát ăn xong con cạo giúp mẹ.”
– “Ừ, thế cũng được. Thôi mình ra ngoài đi.”
– “Vâng. Mẹ chồng con tính là hơi bị thanh niên đấy nhé? Tụi con đuổi ko có kịp à.”
– “Giờ tao nhưng mà trẻ như chúng mày thì còn hiện đại nữa.”
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