14-02-2019, 12:57 PM
A year passed. The first anniversary of their first and only cruise was approaching.
Although the sex between them had been hot for several months after the cruise, in time it tapered off to pre-cruise levels. As much as they loved their family and their jobs, they recognized that the humdrum of normal living was once again having a dampening effect on their sex life.
"You know, hon," Gerald suddenly announced, "I think it's time for a vacation. How about Southeast Asia, Vietnam, Thailand, Malaysia, wherever or whatever you like. And if you don't care for Southeast Asia, I'm open to suggestions."
After some discussion, they decided to spend a week in Japan to visit Aiko's relatives and then board a flight to Hanoi for a 10-day tour of the country from north to south, ending in Ho Chi Minh City. From there they would take a flight to Tokyo to board a cruise that would take them across the North Pacific to Vancouver.
Because Aiko knew the language and the culture, Gerald let Aiko set the agenda for their stay in Japan. They visited various tourist attractions, including Mount Fuji, but mainly they visited Aiko's aunts, uncles and cousins.
Vietnam was quite different. Its cities were hot and sticky, crowded and polluted by what seemed to be millions of motorcycles. Nevertheless, they enjoyed themselves. Each city had its own character. Hanoi, for example, was drab in comparison to the hustle and bustle of Ho Chi Minh City, the former Saigon. They spent a romantic night on a boat in Halong Bay where they saw its famous and very spectacular karst islands. Other sites such as in Saba, the old imperial city of Hué, Da Nang, An Hoi, Nha Trang, My Tho each had their special charm. The people were always very friendly.
Ho Chi Minh City was their last stop. After taking a tour of the city itself, they explored the several of the city's markets. Bargaining was normal and expected in most of them. Curiously, the open-air market near their hotel didn't allow bargaining. With no air-conditioning, ceiling fans were going full blast.
Gerald noticed the signs in English which said 'fixed price'. "I think they meant to say 'set price'," Gerald commented.
"Don't be picky Gerald. There's not much practical difference, is there? The guide told me you can buy souvenirs and arts and crafts just down the street in the air-conditioned department store. And you can bargain too!"
While walking through the side streets surrounding the open market, Aiko and Gerald noticed several massage establishments. One offering Thai massage intrigued them. They had heard of Thai massage but had never experienced it.
They looked at each other. The same question was in their eyes.
"Doesn't hurt to ask," Gerald said before Aiko had the chance to ask her question.
Although the lady at the front desk spoke very little English, Aiko and Gerald managed to negotiate a one-hour massage, with a combination of gestures and pen-and-paper, for the equivalent of about $30 US. That was cheap by North American standards but a lot of money in Vietnam.
Having agreed on the price, a young women gestured them to come inside. They were taken to a change room with lockers. Another woman entered, providing them some light cotton clothes. Her gestures clearly indicated they were to change their clothes and put their belongings into a locker. Each locker had its own key which was to be hung around their necks.
A few minutes later, two masseuses entered the locker room. Leading the couple to the massage room, they gestured to Aiko and Gerald to sit on a bench next to the massage tables. They brought in two tubs of hot water filled with aromatic herbs and then left. About 10 minutes later, they returned. They massaged their feet, gradually working their way up to their knees and thighs. The vacationing couple was particularly intrigued by the way the young women used their knuckles on the soles of their feet. It hurt but it was a pleasant hurt.
After a while, their masseuses pointed toward the massage tables. They lay facedown, putting their faces into an opening at one end of the table. The masseuses massaged then from their necks down to their waists. It was so relaxing that Aiko and Gerald almost fell asleep.
Suddenly it was over. An entire hour had passed by as if in a flash. Although they disappointed their time was up, they felt so good. They showed their appreciation to the two masseuses by offering them a generous tip, a tip they accepted gratefully.
"What did you like best about the massage?" Aiko asked back in the hotel room.
"The feel of her soft silken thighs against my sides," he replied.
"Gerald! Did she give you a hard-on?" she demanded.
"No, I didn't get the chance," he chuckled. "As soon as I felt those soft silky thighs press against me, she started using those strong hands to probe and prod my muscles. What she did felt really good. It was sensuous but not sensual. It was a real massage, all business to them, and all relaxation for us. Still, it was very enjoyable. I would love to it again some day."
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Although the sex between them had been hot for several months after the cruise, in time it tapered off to pre-cruise levels. As much as they loved their family and their jobs, they recognized that the humdrum of normal living was once again having a dampening effect on their sex life.
"You know, hon," Gerald suddenly announced, "I think it's time for a vacation. How about Southeast Asia, Vietnam, Thailand, Malaysia, wherever or whatever you like. And if you don't care for Southeast Asia, I'm open to suggestions."
After some discussion, they decided to spend a week in Japan to visit Aiko's relatives and then board a flight to Hanoi for a 10-day tour of the country from north to south, ending in Ho Chi Minh City. From there they would take a flight to Tokyo to board a cruise that would take them across the North Pacific to Vancouver.
Because Aiko knew the language and the culture, Gerald let Aiko set the agenda for their stay in Japan. They visited various tourist attractions, including Mount Fuji, but mainly they visited Aiko's aunts, uncles and cousins.
Vietnam was quite different. Its cities were hot and sticky, crowded and polluted by what seemed to be millions of motorcycles. Nevertheless, they enjoyed themselves. Each city had its own character. Hanoi, for example, was drab in comparison to the hustle and bustle of Ho Chi Minh City, the former Saigon. They spent a romantic night on a boat in Halong Bay where they saw its famous and very spectacular karst islands. Other sites such as in Saba, the old imperial city of Hué, Da Nang, An Hoi, Nha Trang, My Tho each had their special charm. The people were always very friendly.
Ho Chi Minh City was their last stop. After taking a tour of the city itself, they explored the several of the city's markets. Bargaining was normal and expected in most of them. Curiously, the open-air market near their hotel didn't allow bargaining. With no air-conditioning, ceiling fans were going full blast.
Gerald noticed the signs in English which said 'fixed price'. "I think they meant to say 'set price'," Gerald commented.
"Don't be picky Gerald. There's not much practical difference, is there? The guide told me you can buy souvenirs and arts and crafts just down the street in the air-conditioned department store. And you can bargain too!"
While walking through the side streets surrounding the open market, Aiko and Gerald noticed several massage establishments. One offering Thai massage intrigued them. They had heard of Thai massage but had never experienced it.
They looked at each other. The same question was in their eyes.
"Doesn't hurt to ask," Gerald said before Aiko had the chance to ask her question.
Although the lady at the front desk spoke very little English, Aiko and Gerald managed to negotiate a one-hour massage, with a combination of gestures and pen-and-paper, for the equivalent of about $30 US. That was cheap by North American standards but a lot of money in Vietnam.
Having agreed on the price, a young women gestured them to come inside. They were taken to a change room with lockers. Another woman entered, providing them some light cotton clothes. Her gestures clearly indicated they were to change their clothes and put their belongings into a locker. Each locker had its own key which was to be hung around their necks.
A few minutes later, two masseuses entered the locker room. Leading the couple to the massage room, they gestured to Aiko and Gerald to sit on a bench next to the massage tables. They brought in two tubs of hot water filled with aromatic herbs and then left. About 10 minutes later, they returned. They massaged their feet, gradually working their way up to their knees and thighs. The vacationing couple was particularly intrigued by the way the young women used their knuckles on the soles of their feet. It hurt but it was a pleasant hurt.
After a while, their masseuses pointed toward the massage tables. They lay facedown, putting their faces into an opening at one end of the table. The masseuses massaged then from their necks down to their waists. It was so relaxing that Aiko and Gerald almost fell asleep.
Suddenly it was over. An entire hour had passed by as if in a flash. Although they disappointed their time was up, they felt so good. They showed their appreciation to the two masseuses by offering them a generous tip, a tip they accepted gratefully.
"What did you like best about the massage?" Aiko asked back in the hotel room.
"The feel of her soft silken thighs against my sides," he replied.
"Gerald! Did she give you a hard-on?" she demanded.
"No, I didn't get the chance," he chuckled. "As soon as I felt those soft silky thighs press against me, she started using those strong hands to probe and prod my muscles. What she did felt really good. It was sensuous but not sensual. It was a real massage, all business to them, and all relaxation for us. Still, it was very enjoyable. I would love to it again some day."
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