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Club 440 was a high energy light spectacular dance club on State Highway 440 south of the military post where I was stationed. Friday nights, the place was always jammed packed. The first time I went with some fellow Army Lieutenants, I was amazed at how the club was packed.
A friend had told me that if a guy couldn't’t get laid by finding a lady in this club, then there had to something wrong with the guy. I was beginning to think there was something wrong with me as I went home alone two Friday nights in a row.
I finally decided to try the club on a Tuesday evening. I was surprised to find an entirely different club. It was nearly as packed. I settled on to a chair by a table just off the dance floor on which no one danced. A very young Asian waitress offered to get me a drink. I ordered a Coke and listening the music. One couple made their way out on to the dance floor, danced one number and then disappeared back to their table.
My waitress stopped back by my table and asked if I needed a refill. After my third refill, she asked if I was alone. I told her I was looking for company.
“I can find you company,” she said in broken English. I looked at her name tag. It read “Tran”.
“You look lonely,” Tran said.
“Lonely and frustrated,” I replied.
“You don’t have a girl friend?” she asked.
“No,” I replied. “Do you want to be my girl-friend?”
I was kidding, but I think she took me serious.
She put her hand on my shoulder as she stepped past me and said, “You are silly boy.”
I was not a boy and I was an Army Officer. Then I realized I was not in uniform and she had no clue who I was or my rank.
Tran set drink on my table and I fished out a five-dollar bill to pay her.
“That’s OK,” Tran said, refusing to take my money. “This one is on me.”
I watched as she walked away. She had a small rip in her fishnet stockings, but it wasn't’t the rip that caught my attention so much as it was the length of her black hair which reached past the small of her back, to almost the bottom of her cute ass- and it was pinned up pony tail style.
Tran stopped by my table a few moments later.
I stuck out my leg and she stopped.
“Where are you from?” I asked.
She named a small town near the Army post.
“No,” I asked, “What country?”
“Vietnam,” she replied. I quickly leaned her family had fled the communist takeover and they all lived nearby in the same town where she lived.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” I asked.
She said she had been dating an Army solder but that she hadn't’t seen him in several weeks because he had gone on a field training exercise. I thanked her for my drink. She asked if I wanted to another one.
“Let me finish this one,” I replied.
“OK,” she replied, telling me she would check back on me.
I watched as she walked away. She was different and she was cute. While everyone else was either blue eyed and blonde or brown eyed and with brown hair, Tran was small and petite, and almost flat chested, although she had nipples that were very easily discernable through her white button-down shirt. She obviously wasn't’t wearing a bra, which surprised me.
I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Tran.
“Do you want another drink?” she inquired.
I couldn't’t turn her down. Once again, she refused to take any payment.
“I can take care of you,” Tran replied, leaving my ten-dollar bill on the table.
I looked at my watch and it was close to 1:30am and I had to be up by 5am for morning physical training. I wondered back to my tiny apartment and crashed. Five o’clock came early. Fortunately, I got off duty early and was able to crash back at my apartment. I woke up and it was close to 9pm. I headed out to a nearby Taco bell for something to eat and then found myself thinking about Tran and wondering if she was at work at the club.
I sauntered into the club. It was as equally empty as it had been the night before. I was about to leave when a familiar voice called out to me, “Hey you!”
It was Tran.
“You disappeared and didn't’t say good bye last night,” she said. “If you do that again I will have to punish you!”
I knew she was joking. I smiled and replied. “Punish me.”
She smiled back and said, “I will punish you.”
I wondered what the punishment would be. She headed off towards the bar, holding her bar tray in hand. She quickly returned with a Coke in hand and placed it on the table. Then she took up a seat right next to me.
“I get off in ten minutes,” she said, “Do you want to go get something to eat?”
I was about to tell her I had just ate, but I caught myself. She was cute and she wanted me to take her somewhere to get something to eat.
“What about your boyfriend?” I inquired.
“He is just a friend who is a boy,” Tran replied.
I asked if she was sure about going out to eat.
“It is no problem,” Tran replied.
Tran looked at her watch.
“Please don’t leave me,” Tran pleaded. “I will be back in ten minutes.”
I watched as Tran sauntered off and spoke to several co-workers who all looked in my direction. Suddenly, I felt very self-conscious.
I looked at my watch. It was ten o’clock. Tran sauntered up to where I sat.
“Let’s go,” she said.
As we walked out to the valet I asked of she wanted to go with me in my car.
“Sure,” she said.
The valet pulled my two-seater sports car up to the valet and opened the passenger side door as I went around to the driver’s side.
“Is this yours?” Tran asked. I assured it was mine. I out the top down and we headed down 440 towards the fast food restaurants. Tran chose Taco Bell.
As we sat eating our tacos in the parking lot with the top down on the Spider, she asked if we could go for a drive after we finished out tacos and burritos.
“I'm all in,” I said.
Tran thought I lived on the Army post. I told her I had a one bedroom flat off post and that I was an officer.
“Oh no,” she replied, “I have never known an officer.”
“Do you want to see my apartment?” I asked.
“Sure,” Tran replied.
I drove to the Appletree Apartments where I lived in a one bedroom flat by the pool. Spotting the pool, Tran said she wished she knew I had a pool.
“I could bring my swimming stuff,” Tran remarked.
“You can still swim,” I told her. “I can loan you a t-shirt.”
Tran smiled, and replied, “OK”.
I was surprised.
Stepping into my apartment, Tran looked around after tossing her purse on a love seat.
“This is nice,” she remarked, “And you have this all to yourself?”
“Yes,” I replied.
Tran was impressed.
I disappeared into my bedroom and emerged a moment later with an oversized olive-green Army t-shirt.
“You can leave your stuff in the bathroom,” I told her.
I quickly changed into my swim trunks. Tran stepped out of the bathroom wearing the oversized t-shirt. She had pulled the pins from her pony tail. Her hair was equally as long as the t-shirt, reaching well past her cute ass and almost mid-thigh.
Her nipples were pointy and very noticeable, but I tried to ignore the obvious. We sauntered out to the pool bath towels in hand and slipped into the pool.
Tran quickly swam from one end of the small pool to the other end and then back to the middle where I stood wading in the water. Tran surfaced right in front of me.
“Would it be ok,” she asked, “If I took off this shirt? It is too big.”
I looked around and told her it was fine with me since there was no one else around. She peeled out of the shirt and tossed it on to the nearby pool deck. She quickly took another solo lap across the pool as I positioned myself on the side of the pool in the middle.
Tran swam up to where I stood watching her and waded towards me, the pool water dripping off her tight little body.
“You swim,” she instructed. I declined her offer, as she stepped beside me. She spied the hot tub off in the distance just a few steps from the pool. I watched as she silently stepped up the pool steps, the pool water dripping from her tight little butt. She stepped over to the hot tub and dipped a foot in to the steamy foam broth of the hot tub. I watched as she slowly disappeared into the hot tub, the fog of steam enveloping her.
I stepped over to the hot tub and joined her. She slipped up closer to where I sat and asked if I used the pool a lot. I had to admit, I had not. This was my first time to sue the pool or the hot tub.
“If I lived here,” Tran said, “I would be out here all the time.”
I smiled. Her oval eyes and dark olive colored skin and jet black hair was enticing.
“How much do you weigh?” I asked.
“44 kilos” Tran replied.
That’s about 98 pounds” I replied, confirming her weight in pounds.
“One hundred five” Tran replied, “If you count the wet t-shirt.”
Tran laughed.
“Yes,” she said.
The swirling water lapped just under her chin, while for me, it was mid-chest level.
Tran was full of questions.
“What type of women do you like?”
“Have you ever been married?”
Are you a virgin?”
“Have you ever dated an Asian woman before?”
I tried to be honest.
“All kinds, I replied, “No I haven’t ever been married. No, I am not a virgin. Yes, I have dated Asian women before.”
“Have you ever been with someone from Vietnam?” She pressed.
“No,” I replied, “You would be a first.”
We talked about Vietnam and the French influence on Vietnam culture.
“Yes,” Tran replied, “The French are good in the kitchen and in the bedroom.”
“The Vietnam women are the same?” I asked.
Tran smiled.
“I can show you,” Tran replied.
I smiled as Tran pressed herself in closer to where I was sitting. She silently placed a hand on my upper thigh and lightly squeezed it.
I leaned over and proffered a light kiss on her beautiful soft lips, which she reciprocated with, lightly inserting her tongue into my mouth.
“Mmmmmm,” she hummed.
I slipped my hand to her side and pull her in closer to where we sat in the hot tub.
“Do you want to go into the apartment?” I asked.
“Yes,” she breathlessly replied.
Tran wrapped a towel around herself as I grabbed the wayward drab olive colored t-shirt. Once in my apartment, she dropped her towel and attempted to dry off her very long hair with it. Her small nipples were pointed and erect, probably because of the coolness of the air conditioning.
I took Trans towel and tossed it on to the couch, then pulled her silently into my bedroom. I placed a lone finger over her pursed lips and then slowly traced a line down to her chin, between her breasts, past her belly button and flat abs, to the top of her wet pink cotton panties as she watched what I was doing. I slipped my finger in past the elastic band of her panties and gently pulled down on them, until my finger reached the very top of her shaved kitty. She placed her hands on the sides of her panties and gently rolled them down past her hips, to her upper thighs. The wet cotton clung to her legs. She pushed them further down and eventually passed her knees, allowing them to fall to her ankles where she stepped out of them.
I quickly stripped out of my swim wear, my manhood in full view.
Tran smiled and reached out to touch my penis.
“I like this,” Tran whispered.
“Show me how much,” I said, stepping backwards and falling on to my bed. Tran climbed on to my bed, launching herself on top of me, her wet hair giving me goose bumps. She pushed her mouth on to mine, her tongue probing my inner being.
I couldn't’t believe the uncontrolled passion. Tran knew what she wanted and went for it. I was happy to oblige.
Tran mounted me, slipping my cock into the folds of her vagina, before settling down on top of me, my cock buried deep inside of her. She crossed her hands on my chest and began to rock back and forth, her mouth open, gasping for breaths. I lie there, in simple amazement as the sexiness of this very young Asian woman enveloped me.
Tran stopped and looked up, then trembled, her arms shaking.
“Cum!” she pleaded.
“I will,” I replied.
For some unknown reason, I decided to ask her if he was on the pill.
“Yes,” she replied, “Now cum!”
Tran leaned forward, her hot breath settling on my neck.
“Mmmmmm”, Tran hummed.
I shot my load so hard and forceful that I thought for sure it would come out of her open mouth. Tran trembled and shook as I loaded her up with my manhood.
Tran collapsed on top of me and I listened to her labored breathing as she lie on top of me. I closed my eyes. Nature took it course, but Tran didn't’t seem to care. In fact, she fell asleep laying naked on top of me. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep as well.
I woke up and the sun was peeking in through my partially open blinds. I looked at the alarm clock. It was eight in the morning. Tran was curled up in the sheets next to me, so I slipped out of the bed and quickly got dressed in my Army fatigues.
The First Sergeant smiled as I walked into the company day room. He didn't’t say a word. I checked my in box and asked where the Captain was. He was in a meeting at the Battalion Headquarters. I was lucky, because I had a very cool and understanding commanding officer. He never asked why I missed the morning PT run and formation.
I went to the apartment for lunch and found Tran sitting naked on my couch, partially wrapped in my bedsheets, munching on burnt toast. She smiled as I walked in.
I quickly apologized for abandoning her. Tran smiled, dropping the sheets to expose her small breasts.
“That’s OK,” she replied. “Do we have time for a quickie?”
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