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Subject: {ASSM} Year Away in Japan 12 {Don Gordon} (Mf+, exhib)
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Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2005 16:10:05 -0500
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Year Away in Japan Part 12 Double Trouble
By Don Gordon

The story so far: I'm a 23-year old American who's been
working for the last year in a high school in Miura, a
small seaside town near Tokyo.  I was all set to finish
up, and go back to the States, when one morning in class,
one of my students, a cute girl named Ai, gave me a
playful peek up her skirt, and she was running around
commando.  It turned out she had a crush on me, and wanted
me to stay another year.  For a long time, I still planned
to go back, but Ai kept showing up at my apartment,
teasing me with her sexy little body.  The day of my
flight, she showed up at my door with tears in her eyes. 
I broke down, and made love to her.  I finally decided to
stay, and so I had to get a new job and apartment. 
Finally, Ai agreed to come up, and see me.  That morning,
I went out, and on my way back, a cute busty young lady
started following me, and eventually fell on the ground
cutting her knee.  I went back to help her, and she looked
up at me with her big beautiful eyes, and asked if I lived
nearby.


Do I live nearby?  I stared down at her, recognizing
immediately what she was suggesting.  She was an amazingly
cute girl with a face like a model.  It was good to know
that she fancied me, but this clearly wasn't the best
time.  I had to get home, and phone Ai to arrange to meet
her.  It had been weeks since I'd seen Ai last.  I'd been
looking forward to this ever since I moved to Tokyo -
having Ai up to my apartment I mean.  Most likely, Ai had
already left her house, and was on the train heading here
right now.  I knew I should probably just apologize to
this poor girl, excuse myself, and head home, but the
problem was her cut was bleeding quite noticeably, so I
couldn't very well just leave her there.

"Sou desu kedo, ojousan no uchi wa?  Kokorahen ja nai no? 
(Yes, I do live nearby, but what about you?  Don't you
live around here?)"

She was looking up at me with the saddest most beautiful
eyes, but somehow my gaze kept returning to her voluptuous
breasts.  Lord!  Could she be wearing a D cup bra?  It
sure looked that way.  What am I thinking though?  I've no
time for this.  No matter how cute she was, no matter how
appealing her tits were, I knew I shouldn't be asking for
trouble.  The Japanese have a saying 'Sawaranu kami ni
tatari nashi' - 'Let sleeping gods lie,' or words to that
effect.

"Iie, hitotsu no eki temae.  Norisugichatta.  (I live by
the train station one before this one.  I missed my
stop)."

Damn.  She'd been following me longer than I thought.  If
only I hadn't been staring at her that way, she wouldn't
have got the idea I liked her.  For some reason though, I
just couldn't keep my eyes off her tits.  I'm not even
really a breast man, but there was just something about
them that appealed.  Rarely had I seen a girl so slender
yet so well built.

She tried to get up, but she had trouble walking on her
bum leg.  I finally decided I'd have to do something.  I
pulled her arm over my shoulder to help her walk.  She
smelled so feminine, and her tits kept brushing enticingly
up against my chest.  I was trying my best not to react,
but truth to tell, being so close to her was starting to
give me a hard-on.

"Hai, wakarimashita.  Kyou isogashii kedo, chotto dake
yotte bansoukou tsukemashou.  (OK.  I'm busy today, but
I'll take you to my place - just for a moment - so we can
bandage up your knee)."

She nodded, trying not to look too eager, but it was clear
this is what she'd been hoping for.  With her arm around
me and me holding her hand to steady her, I felt more than
a little nervous.  She was so amazingly attractive.  I
tried to strike up a conversation to get my mind off her
body.

"Kimi no namae wa (What's your name?)"

"Kudou Yurika."

"Ore wa Don.  (I'm Don)."

She managed a brief smile through her pain.

"Yurika-chan tte nani shite iru no?  Gakusei?  (What do
you do?  Are you a student?)"

"Daigaku itte ita kedo, tochuu de yamete, ima wa furiitaa.
 (I was going to university, but I quit.  I'm not doing
anything now)."

"Ryoushin to issho ni sunde iru?  (Do you live with your
parents?)"

"Un.  Uchi no tousan wa yuumei na kagakusha.  Sore wo
tetsudattari.  (Yeah, I do.  My dad's a famous scientist,
so I've been helping him a bit)."

It was a bit of a walk, but soon we'd made it back to my
place.  I got her to sit down on the bed while I fetched
some bandages.  She was looking around my room curiously,
evidently never having been in a westerner's apartment
before.  Not that my place is any different from your
typical Japanese, but she looked impressed.

I took out a bandage, but the blood had dripped way down
her leg.  I went back to the bathroom to get her a wash
cloth, but she suddenly called after me,

"Hontou ni sugoi chi yo ne.  Chotto shawaa kashite
itadakemasu ka.  (It looks pretty bad.  Could I use your
shower?)."

I looked back at her, but she was grimacing, holding the
wound, evidently in some pain.  Jeezit!  Now what do I do?
 I glanced at the clock.  It was already past noon, and Ai
was rarely late.  I finally nodded.  Yurika hobbled her
way over to my "unit bath," took off her socks, and
stepped into my deep Japanese style bath tub.  I brought
her some paper towels for her to wipe off the blood.  She
took down the shower head, and slowly rinsed her legs,
grimacing even more.  While I stood there, and watched,
suddenly she started undoing the buttons on her blouse.

"Karada betabeta shite iru kara shawaa abite ii? (My whole
body is all sticky, so can I have a shower?)"

I gaped at her in shock watching as the frilly white cups
of her bra slowly slipped into view.  Lord, her breasts
are huge!

Then suddenly realizing what I was doing, I snapped out of
it, and backed out of the bathroom closing the door behind
me.  This is not good.  This is not good at all.  I've got
a naked girl in my bathroom, and Ai's due here any minute
now.  Think, man.  Think.  What am I going to do?

"Ano... saki isogashii to itte ita deshou, (Oh, like I
told you, I am a bit busy...)," I shouted through the
closed door.  She said something back, but I couldn't
quite hear her over the noise of the shower.  "Nani?
(What?)"

Suddenly, the door opened.  She had pulled the shower
curtain around her, but I could see one glistening wet
arm, her bare shoulder and her wet hair sticking to her
cute little face.

"Taoru wo kashite kudasai.  (Could you lend me a towel?)"

Oh yeah.  I knew there was something I forgot.  I fished
out a fresh towel from my closet, and went over to hand it
to her.  She slowly wiped the water out of her eyes,
blinking to see.  As the door opened wider, I could see
the reflection of her naked form in the mirror.  She was
much more developed than Ai, with little dimples in her
athletic looking rear end and those disproportionately
large tits on a slender trunk of a body.  She finally
caught hold of the towel, but didn't close the door, as
she used it to wipe the water from her face.  I stood
there mesmerized by the beauty of her gorgeous bod, my
schlong registering its appreciation for the show.

I'd been excited all morning what with Ai coming, but
seeing the lovely young Yurika standing there in the buff
was just getting me hornier still.  Yurika finally looked
this way wondering why I was peering over at the sink
behind her.  I hurriedly backed away trying not to let on
that I had seen everything.  How could she be so trusting?
 We'd just met.  Anyway, she was almost certainly doing
all this on purpose just to get me hot for her.  I shook
my head trying to get a grip.  I just have to figure some
way to get rid of her.

"Okaasan, otousan, shimpai ja nai no?  Yurika no koto. 
Denwa shinakute ii no? (Your parents must be worried. 
Don't you think you should give them a call?)"

Yurika had wrapped my towel around her, but was having
trouble getting out of the tub.

"Itai.  Itai. Itai.  (Ouch.  Ouch.  Ouch.)"

I finally went into the bathroom, and helped her lift her
leg over the edge of the tub.  I caught a glimpse of her
moist black pubic hair, glistening wet from the shower.  I
pulled her arm around my shoulder, and helped her to my
bed.  She smelled great before, but now she smelled even
sexier straight from the shower.  I helped her lie down on
my bed.  I went, and got the bandages again, but as I
leaned over her legs, I realized I could see straight up
the towel at her naked bush.  Her delicate little pussy
lips, so wet, so inviting, were staring me right in the
face.  My cock felt like it was going to explode.  Maybe
if we just had a quickie...  That would make her pain go
away pretty fast.  I teetered there on the brink for a
moment till she finally closed her legs.

"Chotto, onegai shimasu.  (Please help me)," she whispered
plaintively.  Help you?  Help you what?  Cum?  Oh god, how
I'd love to see that.  Then, I remembered her cut.  I
wiped it again, and put the bandage on.

"Arigatou. (Thank you)," she intoned in the sweetest
voice.  She was obviously very tired.  I sat there for a
while watching her as she slowly drifted off to sleep. 
Then suddenly, the phone rang.

"Hello, I mean, moshi moshi."

"Don-chan, ima itte ii kana.  Mou Shinjuku na no.  (Can I
just go straight there?  I'm at Shinjuku already)."  It
was Ai.  Oh no!  How could she be here already?  Damn!

"Iya, iya.  Anoo... Boku sotchi ni iku yo.  Ohiru tabete
inai shi.  (No, I'll come out, and meet you.  I haven't
had lunch yet.)"

"Demo... (But...)"

"Iya, ima sugu iku kara ne.  (No, I'll be right there)."

She went silent for a moment, but then finally agreed.

"Un, wakatta.  Kaisatsu de matte iru ne.  (OK.  I'll be
waiting at the turnstiles)."

I hung up, and turned back to Yurika.  Now what am I going
to do?  I've got a naked girl sleeping in my bed, and Ai
dying to see my new place.  I pulled out a bed sheet, and
used it to cover Yurika up.  I mused whether I should take
another peak at her delectable body, but decided I'd
better not.  For all I knew, she might just be pretending
to sleep.  I guess I'll just write her a note.  I didn't
want to leave her my key, so I told her to just leave the
door open when she left.  "Have to run, but hope you're
feeling better."

Ai was waiting at the entrance just as she said.  She
looked absolutely gorgeous.  She had on a short black
miniskirt, a yellow tube top and a fluffy cotton jacket. 
I gave her a kiss.  She tasted like berries, her lip gloss
maybe.  She kissed me back, then blushed obviously glad to
see me.  It was clear she was in the mood for love.  It
was just a matter of figuring out where we could go.

I took her to an American-style buffet restaurant on the
west side of the station.  We had to wait in line, but she
had a whole bunch of stuff to tell me.  Their new English
teacher was an Australian woman, nice but a bit matronly. 
I was kind of relieved it wasn't a guy.  Ai hadn't met my
friend Ralph, but she'd heard he was staying in Miura.  Oh
shoot.  I guess I'd better track him down.  She also asked
what I was doing for "golden week," the national holidays
in early May.  She wanted to go somewhere with me. 
Obviously her parents wouldn't want her traveling with me,
but if she made out as if it was just her and Asuka, she
thought she could swing it.  I nodded, and smiled.  She
seemed so bubbly and happy.

We finished up eating.  I excused myself for a moment, and
went off to call my home number.  No one answered, so
either Yurika was still asleep, or she'd left.  I didn't
know what to do.  Yurika would probably get bored sitting
around my apartment with me not there.  But then again,
she might decide to wait for me to come back.  Maybe I'd
better not go back.  I decided to take Ai out shopping
instead.  I bought her a nightie and an ankle bracelet. 
She seemed pleased.  I tried to draw out our shopping trip
as long as possible, but Ai kept saying she wanted to go
back to my place.  I tried to talk her into eating supper
out too , but she insisted we go to my apartment.

I slipped away, and phoned one more time - still no answer
- so for better or worse, we headed back.  On the walk
back from the station, Ai stopped in a drug store, to buy
some body soap for the shower, her housewarming present to
me she said.

Outside the door to my apartment, I put my ear to the door
and listened for a moment, trying to tell if Yurika was
still there.  Ai looked at me, so I told her I was worried
because the place was still a bit of a mess.  I cautiously
opened the door, and peeked in.  There was no sign of
Yurika, so I went in, and told Ai to wait outside for a
sec while I straightened up.  I found a note from Yurika,
and quickly packed it away in my desk.  The room looked
pretty normal otherwise, so I finally let Ai in.  She
seemed so pleased with it.  Our own secret little love
hideaway.  I felt a bit guilty, but I was glad Ai seemed
happy.  I really didn't want to hurt her.  She'd been so
good to me.

Suddenly, Ai started stripping out of her clothes.

"Shawaa abite ii?  (Can I have a shower?)"

I hurried over to check the bathroom, but luckily Yurika's
socks were gone.  The towel I'd lent her was still a bit
wet.  I replaced it with a fresh one.  Ai was standing in
the middle of my room buck naked, humming and smiling to
herself obviously pleased to be free of her clothes.  She
was in such a good mood.  Her eyes were sparkling.  I gave
her a kiss, and then escorted her into the shower.

"Issho ni abiyou.  (Why don't you join me?)," she giggled.
 I stripped out of my clothes, and got in with her.  We
were both so nervous we didn't know what to do.  I guess
this was the first time we'd ever taken a shower together.
 She looked at my erect dick curiously.

"Ookii.  (Big!)"

I started tickling her, and then pulled her closer, and
gave her a kiss.  Her lips felt so soft and wet and
willing.  She got out the soap she'd bought, and let me
lather her body up with it.  Involuntarily, I found myself
comparing her body to Yurika's.  Ai's body was so slender
and girlish, but it looked more natural.  Her breasts
might be small, but I loved the way they looked.  I
wrapped my arms around her, and kissed her again and
again.  We got so heated up that I just shut off the
shower, and led her out to my bed.  It felt so good as I
slid my cock into her.  She gave me a mischievous grin,
her eyes sparkling as I thrust deep up inside her.  We
screwed like minxes, completely giving into the passion. 
Even when we were done, we both lay there cuddling,
enjoying the feel of each other's naked skin.  It was
great to have her back.

Ai got up, and had a shower.  I lay there on my bed,
savoring the memory of the wild sex we'd just had.  She
came out of the bathroom still naked, and opened the
fridge looking for something to eat.  My mind was still
more on her than food, but she fished out some
ingredients, and started to whip something up on my stove
top without bothering to get dressed.  I got up, and went
over, wrapping my arms around her from behind.  My dick
bumped up against her buttocks, and I slid it up between
her bare buttocks cheeks.  She squealed in delight, and my
cock roared back to life.  I slid my fingers between her
legs, and played with her a bit.  She was wet as anything.
 I quickly washed off my prick, and pulled on a new
condom.  I came back to the kitchen, grabbed her slim
waist, and carefully slipped my cock up inside her,
savoring the feeling of her tender little pussy wrapped
around me.

While we were fucking away, though, outside my door, we
heard the jingle of keys and then silence.  My next door
neighbor must have come home, and heard Ai squealing.  Was
he eavesdropping?  I covered Ai's mouth to get her to be
quiet, but I was just too excited.  I started humping her
again, and she gave out these sexy little moans each time
I slid up inside her.  I couldn't hold back any longer. 
My cock exploded while she continued to moan away.  Ai
seemed pretty close to the edge too, so I kept thrusting
just barely managing to push her over the top before my
erection subsided.

We both stood there panting all out of breath.  I went
over to the peephole, and sure enough there was my
neighbor, a south Asian man, standing right there with
this look of disgusted fascination on his face.  I called
Ai over, and she looked at him too giggling at the look on
his face.  He was a handsome guy, but apparently did not
have a girlfriend yet.  I felt a bit sorry, but what could
I do?

We finally managed to settle back down.  I showered off,
and was about to put my clothes back on when Ai told me
not to.  She wanted to eat naked.  I felt a bit silly,
sitting there on my floor with nothing on eating the
noodles she had made.  She thought it was funny though,
and just kept on smiling.  It started to get late though,
so we both got dressed, and headed out.  I walked her to
the subway, and rode with her half way to her place.  I
kissed her goodbye, and felt so sad to see it end.  I
sniffed my fingers still covered in her sweet scent as the
train pulled away.

The next day, I went back to work, but I couldn't stop
thinking about Ai.  We'll have to do something special for
this vacation.  Maybe I should treat them, take them
somewhere out of the city, somewhere romantic.  I could
hardly wait.

It ended up being a long day at work.  I didn't finish
until nine, and then I headed back, and had supper in the
local pub.  No sign of Takahiro though, that photographer
guy I kept bumping into.  I finally made it back to my
place when there came a knock at my door.  Who could it be
at this hour?  I checked the peephole, and it was Yurika. 
Damn.  I'd almost forgotten about her.  I opened the door
intending to shoo her away, but she flashed me this huge
smile, and was carrying a plastic bag.  

"Kono aida wa doumo.  Hontou ni tasukarimashita.  (Thanks
so much for your help the other day)."

"Iye.  (No problem)."

"Kore wa orei desu ga... (This is just a small token of my
appreciation)," she said holding up the bag.  I hesitated,
so she opened it up to show me.  There was a carton of ice
cream inside, Haagen Dazs french vanilla.  The commercial
they were running in Japan at the time was pretty sensual,
like a scene from Dirty Dancing.  She insisted I take it,
so I did, but I stood there blocking the door.  She looked
a bit surprised obviously expecting to be invited in.

"Aaa, gomen nasai.  Ima kekkou osoi desu yo ne.  (Oh, I'm
sorry.  I guess it is kind of late)," she tittered still
fishing for an invitation in.

"Sou desu ne.  Ashita wa chotto hayai node... (Yeah, it is
kind of.  I have to get up early tomorrow)."

"Ano... (Um...)," she started obviously wanting to ask me
something.  "Kinou anna fuu ni nete shimatte gomen nasai
ne.  Demo okagesama de kega wa yoku narimashita.  (Sorry
for falling asleep on you like that yesterday.  But
anyway, thanks to you, my leg's a lot better)."  She
showed me her leg.  She had on an incredibly short skirt,
and her legs looked positively dishy, but I strained to
rein in my lust.  "Ne, Goodon-san wa eigo no sensei desu
yo ne.  (Hey, you're an English teacher, aren't you?)"

Woops.  Did I tell her that?  I nodded cautiously.

"Oshiete kudasai.  Watashi wa mae kara sagashite ita no. 
(Please teach me.  I've been looking for a teacher for a
while)."

I'll bet you have, you little minx.  Anyway, I agreed to
think it over, mostly just to get rid of her.  We
exchanged phone numbers, and she headed on her merry way. 
I still had a bad feeling about this, but maybe I could
steer the whole thing into a tamer direction.  She seemed
like a nice enough kid, but I already had Ai.  I just
couldn't get Ai out of my head.  I'd never been so
obsessed with anyone like this before.

To be continued

Don Gordon
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