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Subject: {ASSM} My Girlfriend's Secret Tennis Circle 2 {Paul Lavreau} (MF+, exhib, voy)
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Date: Sat, 21 Aug 2004 22:10:06 -0400
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My Girlfriend's Secret Tennis Circle 2

by Paul Lavreau

I'm Paul Lavreau, a senior in cinema studies at a college
in Honolulu.  For the last few months, I've been going out
with a girl named Misayo Ishii.  One day, I was over at
her place, and found a picture of Misayo and three other
Japanese girls standing naked on an outdoor tennis court. 
I was really shocked at how my dear sweet innocent Misa
could do something like that.  I couldn't get it out of my
mind, and eventually, I went and found the court in the
picture.  There was no one playing on it, but I heard some
voices, and followed them to find two Japanese girls lying
out naked on the grass.  I went up and introduced myself,
and they were Misa's friends alright, Nanae and Shiori. 
Embarrassed at being found, they asked if they could get
dressed, so I left them, and went off into the woods.  We
went out for donuts, and Nanae asked if I could drive the
four of them to the court next Saturday for their weekly
game.  Naturally, I said "sure."

On the way home, suddenly it struck me that Misayo might
not be so keen on the idea of my driving them all to their
weekly tennis game.  I had been hoping to get to see them
play in the nude, but if that's what they were planning, I
doubted Misayo would agree to let me come along.  It's
true we'd been going out for a few months now, but for
some reason, Misayo always seemed a bit reticent to show
me any of her skin.  Every time we'd been out on a date,
she always wore the most conservative clothes: long sleeve
sweatshirts, baggy jeans, or things like that.  I'd been
hoping for a while to take our relationship to the next
level, but so far, she'd always managed to avoid anything
like that.

I got so worried I didn't phone her for a few days.  When
I finally did call, she hadn't even heard from Nanae and
Shiori yet about my agreeing to drive the four of them all
to their game.  That was a relief, but this just postponed
the problem.  I finally decided to go over to Misa's
apartment, and talk to her about it.  When I knocked, she
answered the door dressed in a towel.

"What's going on?"  I asked surprised to see her running
around so scantily clad in the middle of the day.  The
towel hung precariously half way down the slope of her
breasts, and was just barely long enough to cover her
pubis.  She looked darned sexy, standing there shivering a
bit from the breeze coming through the open door.  She was
obviously naked underneath the towel.  I swallowed hard,
and tried to conceal my mounting erection.

"Oh, Paul.  I didn't realize you were coming.  Actually,
now isn't such a good time.  I have to take a shower, and
then, we have to work on our assignment some more."

"Misa, there's something important I want to talk to you
about."

She looked at me, seemingly a bit nervous about her lack
of clothing, and pulled her towel up further to better
cover her breasts.  They seemed larger than I remembered,
but maybe it was just because I'd never seen them so close
like this before.  I looked down, and the towel was still
floating dangerously close to where her muff must be.

"What are you doing?  Are you getting ready to go meet
those guys again?"

"No, they're already here.  They're out on the patio."

I peered around the corner, and sure enough there they
were sitting out in the courtyard drinking lemonade.

"You were out there talking to them dressed like that?"  I
almost flipped.  Misa's apartment is on the first floor,
and so her patio opens out onto the courtyard and parking
lot that everyone comes through on their way in.  Tons of
people must have seen her if she'd been out there.

"Oh, it's not like that.  Calm down."

"You and your friends are driving me crazy with all this
teasing!" I shouted unable to control myself.

"Keep your voice down.  They'll hear you."  She paused for
a moment, and then shot me a glance sideways out of the
corner of her eye.  "What do you mean 'my friends'?"

Woops.  Damn.  I hadn't meant to let that slip out.

"Oh, uh, yeah, that's just what I was saying.  I met Nanae
and Shiori the other day."

"What?  When?  Where?"

"Uh, Sunday, near that tennis court you were talking about
at Diamondhead."  I had kind of guessed that she might not
react well to this revelation, but I just sort of blurted
it out before I'd thought it through.  She looked
absolutely livid with anger.

"What were you doing out there?  Checking up on me?"

"No, I wasn't I swear.  Uh... I just wanted to see you,
and..."  I thought of the picture, but managed to keep
from mentioning it.  "I was thinking I might try to learn
a bit of tennis."

She poked her tongue into her cheek, and narrowed her
eyes.  She didn't buy my story for a minute, and worse it
looked like she had half guessed what had happened with
Nanae and Shiori.  She finally pushed me back toward the
door.

"Anyway, I don't have time for this now.  Just go, and
I'll call you, OK?"

"Oh, c'mon, Misa.  Don't be like that."

"No, just leave."  She waved her hands in the air, and
stormed off into the living room.  I knew she might get
upset, but she was reacting even worse than I feared.  I
watched as she went out the glass doors onto the patio
where her two male classmates were sitting.  She was
really heated up, angrily gesturing towards me and
shouting, but she was moving around too much, and suddenly
the knot on her towel came undone.  The next thing I knew
there she was standing stark naked in the courtyard, while
a whole gallery of guys in the parking lot looked on.  It
was the first time I'd seen Misa naked, and I rushed over
to get a better look.  She had an absolutely amazing body,
even better than in the picture - perky breasts, curvy
hips, and a luscious black bush, her whole body shining in
the bright sunlight.  She had this priceless look on her
face, gazing straight at me open mouthed, obviously not
wanting me in particular to see her naked.

After this whole bevy of guys had got a nice long look at
her gorgeous bod, she finally scooped up her towel, ran
back in, and bolted past me to her room.  The guys in the
parking lot and her two classmates were still standing
there gaping unable to believe how lucky they'd been.  I
ran back to see if Misa was OK, but in the back of my mind
I wished I'd brought my video camera.  All these months of
silent endurance, and now this.  Too much!

Misa lay crumpled on her bed sobbing into her pillow, her
towel wrapped around her.  I sat down on the edge of the
bed, but the way she was lying, her towel didn't quite
reach down far enough.  I could see the soft contours of
her cute little ass peeking out from underneath the
bottom.  She was angrily babbling something in Japanese
that I couldn't understand.  Then she finally shouted,

"See what you made me do!"

"There, there, Misa.  That's OK.  We all know it was just
an accident."  I was having trouble keeping from smiling
though.  It was obvious she hadn't meant to drop her
towel, but of all the places to do it in, it was hard to
imagine anywhere that would be completely out in the open.

"Get out!  Just get out!"  She was obviously in no mood to
be reasoned with, but I didn't want to leave.  Pretending
to straighten her towel, I lifted it up further uncovering
her naked ass.  God, she's gorgeous.  I wondered if she
staged the whole thing on purpose just to get me turned
on.  If so, it was definitely working.  With an effort, I
resisted the urge to touch her.  She pulled the towel up
around her, but this just exposed her ass more.  I was
getting pretty darn randy just looking at her, but I
finally stood up so as not to do something I'd regret
later.  Maybe she was trying to get me turned on, but I
didn't want to take the chance of upsetting her if that
wasn't the case.

"OK, I'm leaving, but I'll give you a call later to make
sure you're OK, alright?"

She didn't answer, and so finally, I left, closing her
door behind me.  I didn't want her classmates coming in
and spying on her half naked like that.

On my way out, I started trying to puzzle this all
through, why she'd gotten so upset.  Unfortunately, my
concentration was broken when I passed a Japanese girl
coming in to the building.  I turned around, and did a
double take.  It was hard to tell for sure, but I guessed
this girl must be the fourth nude tennis player from the
picture.  She was even wearing a tennis outfit - a
short-sleeved white blouse and matching mini-skirt - and
carrying two rackets in her bag.  I rushed back, and
stopped her.

"Hi, I'm Paul... Misa's boyfriend.  Are you...?"

She looked at me, surprised for a minute, but then finally
twigged as to who I was.

"Oh, you're Paul!  I'm Kaori.  I was just going to go see
Misa."

I was glad she'd heard of me.  Misa must have told all
three of them about me.  As I gazed at her though, this
image of her and Misa playing tennis nude on the court
flashed into my mind's eye.  Kaori looked the youngest of
the four - smallish tits, a slender waist, a bit shy
looking perhaps, her hair done up in an elaborate style
that made her look quite attractive.  Her skin was a
creamy white, and her complexion flawless.  What I
wouldn't give to see her running around the court naked. 
Finally, I realized that she was staring at me, wondering
why I wasn't saying anything.  I snapped out of it.

"Uh, I hate to spoil your plans, but I think Misa's
probably pretty busy right now.  Two of her classmates are
there, and they're supposed to be working on some kind of
project for school."

"Oh," she said, looking disappointed.

"Hey, I was just about to go get some lunch.  Why don't
you join me, and maybe after lunch, I could play with you
for a bit?  How's that sound?"  I must admit I'm not
really so good at talking to girls I don't know, but
somehow, knowing that Kaori had played nude that day, made
me overcome my usual shyness and ask her out.  She looked
a bit taken aback by my offer.

"Oh you don't have to.  It was just an idea," I said
giving her my best friendly smile.

"Oh, well, yeah, um, I guess that would be alright," she
stammered somewhat nervously.  She definitely seemed a lot
less confident than Misa, Nanae and Shiori, perhaps
younger, and less good at English.  The way she was
reacting also suggested that she might not have a
boyfriend.  I felt like a bit of a heel for asking her
out, but I was becoming frustrated with the aloof way Misa
treated me all the time.  Besides it was no big deal.  It
was just lunch for heaven's sake.

We had to walk a bit to find a good restaurant.  We walked
all the way up to the local shopping mall, and had lunch
in their food court.  They even had a Japanese fast food
joint, Japan Express or something like that.  She
suggested I try the salmon, and it was a lot better than
I'd been expecting.  I asked her about why she'd decided
to come to Hawaii, her family and what she was studying in
school.  She was frightfully shy and took a while to
answer my questions as she struggled with the English, but
I found her girlish bashfulness attractive - sexy almost. 
I even tried out some Japanese words Misa or someone had
taught me, and managed to get her laughing.  When she
laughed, she covered her mouth, but her eyes smiled away
gleefully.  I was enchanted by her gentle feminine charm.

After lunch, we sat there chatting for a while till I
remembered our plan to play tennis.

"Oh, you don't have to," she said modestly.  "I was hoping
to practice a bit but I can always do it another day."

"No, no, I'd love to.  Let's go."  I'd hardly ever played
tennis in my life, but there was no way I was passing up a
chance like this.  I really wanted to know what these four
incredible beauties had been up to that day.

We walked back to Misa's apartment where there is a single
outdoor court next to the outdoor swimming pool that
served the building complex residents.  It wasn't the
season yet, so no one was on the court.  We opened the
door, and went in.  Once on the court, Kaori looked like a
real pro in her white tennis outfit.  She pulled on a
headband to hold back her hair and wristbands to
strengthen her wrists.  I wasn't exactly dressed for
tennis, but Kaori lent me one of her rackets, and we
started to play.  We were both in a wonderful mood from
our long chat at lunch, but every time, she went to serve
her skirt billowed way up, and I found my eyes drawn to
her tight little white panties.  If she knew I was staring
she gave no sign of it.  Perhaps she didn't mind.  Without
really meaning to, I started hitting the ball as hard as I
could, trying to get her to run and flip her skirt up. 
Unfortunately, I didn't know my own strength and I kept
overshooting the mark, knocking the ball way out.  One
time, I hit the ball so hard it flew over the fence, and
got stuck up in a tree.  We both went out to take a look,
but this particular tree had no branches low enough to
grab on to.

"Sorry, I guess I lost it," I nodded apologizing.  "I'll
buy you a new one."

"No, no, I'll climb up.  Can you..."  She folded her hands
into a step to show that she wanted me to give her a
boost.  I folded my hands as she'd suggested, and she
stepped into them, climbed up, and finally got a hold of a
branch.  I looked up to see how she was doing, but I
quickly realized I was staring right up her skirt.  She
had on these ultra-clean white cotton panties, which
hugged her cute little ass quite snugly indeed.  She
looked down, and I tried to pretend I hadn't been staring.

"Can you lift me up a bit more?" she asked.

I gave her another push, but I was finding it hard not to
think about what was inside her panties.  I wonder what
she'd look like without them.  She had such a compact
little body, lithe and flexible from all the exercise she
must do.  She finally reached the ball, threw it down,
grabbed one of the sturdiest branches, and hung there
seemingly afraid to jump down.  Unable to resist the
temptation, I reached up inside her skirt, and started
pulling down her panties.  Luckily for me, she just
giggled, and twisted back and forth a bit trying to make
it more difficult for me.  Still, she didn't let go of the
branch.

"Just like Coach Takezawa," she laughed cheerfully.  This
was not the reaction I'd been expecting, but since she
didn't seem to be objecting, I continued to pull her
panties down.

"Who is Coach Takezawa?" I asked, curious.  Had the lucky
bastard already seen her without her panties?

"Our tennis coach!" she said giggling as my fingers slid
down the sides of her hips pulling more and more of her
ass into view.  I finally got the waistband over the hump
of her buttocks, and my eyes widened as her crack slid
into view.  Her lips were this lovely shade of pink, and
under the dense covering of her black pubic hair I thought
I could even make out the hood that hid her delicate
little clitoris.  She'd gone quiet all of a sudden perhaps
frightened or excited at being stripped out in the open
like this.  I was still pretty aroused from Misa's little
show that morning, and probably as a result was feeling
much more daring than I usually am.  I kept on sliding her
panties down her thighs, and she started undulating her
hips in and out as if she were trying to get them back. 
This was getting me even more excited watching her
athletic young hips wriggling about.  Hornier than ever, I
pulled her panties straight down to her ankles.

"Kyaa!" she screamed, her high-pitched voice piercing the
afternoon quiet.  She obviously hadn't expected me to
actually take them off, but the sight of her squirming and
writhing helplessly had gotten me too excited to think
sense at all.  I quickly untangled her panties from her
shoes, and pulled them right off.  She finally let go of
the branch, and her short skirt billowed up as she fell,
revealing the fine contours of her tight little rear end
and a neatly trimmed shock of pitch-black pubic hair.  She
landed, and looked up at me shyly pushing her skirt back
down and blushing.  The way she was batting her eyelashes
made her look even sexier.

"'Our tennis coach'?  I thought your tennis coach was Ms.
Maeyama," I asked, crumpling her still warm panties into a
ball in my fist.

"Uh, can I have those back?  I shouldn't be running around
here without them."

My cock stiffened even more at this thought, but I still
wanted to hear about this Coach Takezawa.  Was he the one
who had talked them into playing in the nude?

"Who is this Coach Takezawa anyway?"

"I won't tell you unless you give me my panties back,"
Kaori said quite loudly.  One of the neighbors, a middle
aged housewife, must have heard Kaori, because she came to
the glass doors of her patio, and looked out at us.  I
stuffed Kaori's panties into my pocket, and started
walking back towards the court.  I still wanted to find
out about this mysterious lecher-coach, but I was also
curious about how Kaori would play without the benefit of
her undies.  If she'd played in the nude, she surely
wouldn't object to playing commando.  She came running
after me, looking down at the path, holding her racket
across the front of her skirt to keep it from billowing
up.  I took my position at one end of the court, but she
just stood there at the gate hesitating.

"What's wrong?  We got the ball back.  Let's play."

She just glared at me as if to say 'you don't expect me to
play like this, do you?'  She motioned for me to come over
to the net, and then stood there as if she was trying to
get up the nerve to ask me something.

"Did you...  I mean, have you...?"  Obviously, she wanted
to find out if I knew about their nude escapades, but
didn't know how to ask without giving herself away.  I
just cocked my head to the side, and smiled at her,
feigning ignorance.

"What's wrong?  Don't you want to play anymore?"

She gave me this peevish look, indicating she'd guessed I
did in fact know.  She looked around nervously at all the
apartments surrounding the court, and at the one with the
housewife in particular.  We could still see her, standing
in her big picture window looking out at us.  I nodded for
Kaori to take her place on the other side of the net, and
she finally obeyed.  I was betting that the housewife was
just curious, and probably wouldn't call the police or
anything.  Kaori didn't seem so sure, but as I lobbed a
few gentle ones over the net at her, she cautiously hit
them back, being very careful not to ruffle up her skirt. 
We hit a few back and forth without any reaction from our
audience, and slowly, Kaori began to relax.

"Do you want to play a game?" I asked innocently.  She
looked over towards the apartments.  Apparently, the
housewife had gotten bored and gone inside because we
couldn't see her anymore.  Kaori looked back at me, still
worried, but I threw her a ball, and told her to serve. 
She lobbed one over the net underhand, and I easily hit it
back making her run for it.  She lost the point.  Before
she'd pretty consistently been beating me, but without her
panties, she seemed less likely to dive for the
hard-to-reach ones.  As we played on though, she started
to get more into the game, and soon she was letting her
skirt bob up, flashing me her gorgeous muff or her tight
little buns.  I was quite enjoying the view, but then, a
guy walked by on the path on the other side of the fence,
so we stopped playing until he had gone.

Once the coast was clear, I tossed Kaori a couple more
balls.  They bounced past her, and when she bent over to
pick them up, her skirt slid up giving me an excellent
view of her cute little behind.  With a body like that,
she must be so hot in bed.  I was starting to feel like
doing more than play tennis, but when I glanced at the
apartments, I realized that the housewife was back... and
her teenage son was standing right next to her!  From the
look on his face, he had evidently seen Kaori show me her
ass, and it looked like he might be drooling.  I wasn't
quite sure how long they'd been watching us, but I quickly
motioned for Kaori to pack up before anyone else showed
up, and saw her.

Just behind the court were the change rooms for the
swimming pool, so we headed in there to have a shower, and
get cleaned up.  Kaori asked for her panties back with
this sweet pleading look in her eyes, so I reluctantly
handed them back to her.  We went into our separate change
rooms.  I thought that that might be the end of our fun
and games for the day, but while I was showering, Kaori
suddenly appeared at the door with a towel wrapped around
her.

"The girls' shower is broken.  Can I shower here?"

I covered my schlong with my hand, and just stared at her
for moment.  Surely she wasn't serious.  This was the
guys' changing room.  Sure I was the only one here now,
but if any guys came, and found her in here, they'd flip
for sure.

"Uh, yeah..." I said uncertainly.  She came in, and set
her shampoo and washcloth down by one of the showers on
the opposite wall.  It looked like she was about to take
off her towel, but then she looked back at me.

"Don't look."

I turned back to face my shower, but I could hear her
towel come off, and could make out her naked form out of
the corner of my eye.  No matter how much I tried to think
of other things, I kept glancing over at her exquisite
little body, all lathered up with soap.  She looked
positively edible, more alluring than any woman I'd ever
seen.

Unfortunately, coming from the entrance to the men's
change room area, we heard a group of guys come in.  Kaori
looked at me, obviously afraid, but kept on working up the
lather on her glistening white body.  The voices were
obviously coming this way.  Kaori quickly tried to rinse
off, but the guys were already at the door before she
could grab her towel.  The three of them looked at her and
then at me, and broke out laughing.

"The girls' showers are broken," I tried to explain, as
Kaori bowed apologetically, blushing at being seen naked
by three complete strangers.  She finally rinsed all the
soap off her compact little body, grabbed her towel, and
ran out the door toward the girls' changing room.  The
guys just stood grinning at me, breathing a bit huskily
from having seen her.

"Your girlfriend?" one guy joked.

"Actually, we just met," I told them realizing how
unlikely this must sound.

"She live around here?"

"Nah, our friend does," I told them, remembering my run-in
with Misa that morning.  I quickly finished up my own
shower, and went out to meet Kaori.

"Sorry," she said bowing her head apologetically.  "I
didn't think anyone would come in."

"No, no, no problem at all.  Anytime you want to shower
with me, just let me know."

She hit me on the shoulder playfully.

"Don't tell Misa alright.  She'd be very upset."

"No, I don't think I'll mention it.  It'll be just our
secret."

She smiled sweetly, and then took my arm as we walked to
the bus stop.

"You're going to drive us to the game on Saturday, aren't
you?" she asked with this naughty little smile.

"What?  You were talking with Nanae and Shiori?"

Her bus came first.  She gave me a quick kiss on the
cheek, and got on.

"See you Saturday," she called out waving as the bus
pulled away.  Well, doesn't that beat all?  I can't wait
for Saturday.

To be continued

Paul Lavreau
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