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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 My web page: /~DonGordon/ My ftp site:
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