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Subject: {ASSM} Computer Troubles {Emi Tsuruta} (FM+, exhib)
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Date: Mon, 13 Nov 2006 22:10:02 -0500
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Computer Troubles
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life. 
If you'd like some background about me and my friends
and what we've been doing, please drop by my home page
at:
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One afternoon a while back, I came home from school,
went up to my room, and switched on my computer to
check my email.  I was expecting an email from my
sister Norika, who was getting ready to come here to
Oceanview to visit me.  For some reason though, the
computer wouldn't connect.  I phoned the internet
company, but after they made me check a whole bunch of
things, they said it must be a problem with our phone
lines.  When my host mom, Loretta came back from work,
we called the phone company, and they said they'd send
a technician over the next day.

I didn't really want to be home alone when this
strange man came calling, so I invited my boyfriend
Ryosuke to come over, and keep me company.  He came
over fairly early, and I made him lunch, and we sat
around in the kitchen chatting.  There was still no
sign of the phone man, so we went up to my room, and
stretched out on my bed, and relaxed.  Ryosuke was in
a bit of frisky mood, and soon one thing led to
another, and we started kissing.  I lay back, and let
him kiss me, and teased him a bit.

Actually, I was a bit worried about fooling around in
the house, because I knew that Loretta or her kids
might come back.  Ryosuke and I had made out in my
room before, but not that often.  Still, I find it
awfully hard to settle Ryosuke down once he gets
started.  He was kissing me all over really
passionately, and then soon I felt his hand up the
back of my mini-skirt tugging on my panties.  I tried
to reach down, and stop him, but he slid his other
hand up my sweater, and started fondling my breasts. 
Almost before I knew it, he'd gotten my panties down,
and had found my... well you know, the most sensitive
place on my body.  Ryosuke was all excited, and I can
admit I was too.  He undid his trousers, and we were
just about to start doing it, when suddenly the
doorbell rang.  I was so worked up it took me a moment
to realize that it must be the man from the phone
company.

Ryosuke got off of me.  I quickly grabbed a tissue,
and wiped between my legs.  I looked around for my
panties, but Ryosuke got to them first, and stuffed
them in his pocket.

"Hey!  What are you doing?" I pouted.

"You look fine like that.  You'd better hurry."

I stood up, and looked at myself in the mirror.  I was
wearing this black and pink flared mini-skirt with a
flower pattern.  I guess it didn't look too indecent,
but it was awfully short.  I shot Ryosuke a look, but
he nodded for me to go ahead.  I didn't really want to
go meet this guy with no panties on, but in the end, I
gave in.  I scooted down the stairs holding my skirt
down as best I could.

The man from the phone company was maybe thirty or so,
clean cut and fairly good-looking, dressed in a khaki
workman's uniform.  He stood there listening while I
explained the problem to him.  I turned to lead him up
to my room, but immediately realized this would mean
he'd probably be able to see my bare bottom as I
walked up the stairs.  Ryosuke was standing at the top
of the stairs looking down at me with this evil grin. 
I glared up at him, annoyed.  Knowing him, he'd
probably been planning all this right from the start. 
I flattened down my skirt as best I could, and eyed
the phone man edgily.  He just stood there blinking at
me.  I forced a smile, and then slowly started up the
stairs.  When I glanced back, he looked up, and met my
gaze, but clearly, he'd been peeking up my skirt. 
Luckily, it looked like he hadn't figured out that I
was commando yet.  Still at this angle, it was only a
matter of time.

I scurried up the last few steps, and ran past Ryosuke
into my room.  The guy came in, scrunching up his lips
in a curious expression.  He must have got a glimpse
at my bare behind, but clearly, he didn't know quite
what to make of the whole situation.  He eyed Ryosuke
edgily.  I pointed out where the phone jack was behind
my desk, and finally he got out some tools, kneeled
down, and set to work.

Ryosuke sat down on the bed, and gave me this big
grin.  He was clearly enjoying all of this, getting
his jollies watching me flash the poor phone guy.  My
heart was beating away a mile a minute, and I could
feel my face getting all flushed.  Some of the stuff
on my desk was kind of in the guy's way, so I gathered
it up, and moved it over to my night table.  I guess I
kind of knew that when I leaned forward to set the
stuff down, the two of them would get another peek at
my bottom.  I straightened up, playfully bouncing my
hands against my skirt, getting butterflies in my
tummy from my own daring.  Ryosuke smiled, but the
phone man was crouched down absorbed in his work.  I
smiled a bit, wondering if I could get away with
teasing them a bit more.

I strolled around behind the man, and leaned way
forward flashing Ryosuke my behind as I picked up a
roll of boxing tape from my night table.  I glanced
back at Ryosuke, who was grinning away like anything,
happy to see me in such a daring mood.  The repairman
finally finished what he was doing though, so I
quickly straightened back up, and fixed my skirt.  The
man looked quite serious, but I was having a terrible
time keeping a straight face.  I felt so giddy I
thought I was going to burst.

"I think I've found the problem," he explained.  "Some
of your wires appear to have been eaten away perhaps
by a squirrel or something."  Still kneeling on the
floor, he took some kind of legal document out of his
briefcase, and showed it to me.  "Do you have wire
insurance?"

I took a step forward, and then squatted down to take
a better look.  I did my best to hold my legs
together, desperately trying not to flash him my pussy
at such close range, but the feeling of air on my
privates was driving me crazy.  I half stood up, and
put the tape on the chair, and then quickly squatted
back down, causing my skirt to fly up again, flashing
Ryosuke, but hopefully not the phone man.  He was
jabbering away about the insurance plan, so I finally
just told him I'd show it to Loretta when she got
home.  I listened to him explain a few more things,
but I could hardly stop thinking about what a chance I
was taking, squatting there in front of him with no
panties on.  If he knew what was going on, he gave no
sign, and soon rushed off to his next service call.  I
was so relieved and happy that I'd gotten away with
this kind of thing again.  Ryosuke came over, gave me
a big hug, and patted me on my bare backside.

After that, my internet was working better, but
something else happened.  I came rushing home from
school to get ready for a date with Ryosuke, but when
I got to my room, my host mom's son, Brandon, was
sitting there at my desk working away on my computer.

"Brandon!  What are you doing here?  Get out!  I have
to get ready.  I'm going out."

"Don't get your shorts all in a knot.  Remember when
you were complaining about how old this computer is. 
Well, I talked to mom, and we went out today, and
bought you some new stuff for it."

"Well, thanks.  But, anyway, it's going to have to
wait.  I've got a... I've got to get ready.  Couldn't
you work on it some other time?"

He just ignored me, and continued to fiddle around.  I
glared at him, impatiently tapping my foot on the
floor, but he didn't even look up.  I looked at my
watch.  I wasn't supposed to meet Ryosuke till seven,
but I wanted to have a shower, and get dressed up and
everything before.  I finally got fed up waiting for
Brandon, and decided to start getting ready.  I
reached into my t-shirt, undid my bra, and took it
off.  Brandon still seemed to be focusing on the
computer, so I undid my belt and the top button on my
jeans.  I knew I shouldn't be stripping with him
sitting right there, but he was so absorbed in the
computer, I thought maybe he might not even notice.  I
pulled off my jeans, and sat down on my bed facing
away from him.  He still didn't look up, so I
carefully slid down my panties, getting a thrill from
getting naked with him sitting right there.  I pulled
the hem of my t-shirt down to cover my bare behind,
stood up, and got a towel from my drawer.

"Anyway, hurry up, and finish whatever it is you're
doing.  I'll need the room when I get back."

He didn't even nod or anything as I left.

Once I'd showered, and gotten all cleaned up, I pulled
my t-shirt back on, and came back.  Brandon was still
there fiddling away.  I noticed this shiny
cream-colored cylinder thing attached to the side of
the monitor with a cord running out of it.

"What are you working on, anyway?" I asked, motioning
for him to shove over, so I could sit down next to
him.  I guess this was a silly thing to do, but I'd
been standing there without panties for a few moments,
and he hadn't seemed to notice yet.

"It's a webcam."

I sat down, and stared at the screen, not yet
realizing fully what it was.  There was a window open
with a picture of Brandon's friend Dylan sitting
there.  The picture started moving, and I guess at
first I thought it was a movie.  Brandon stood up, and
motioned towards a microphone sitting on the desk.

"Try saying something."

I looked back at Brandon a bit surprised, finally
beginning to figure out what it was.  I leaned
forward, and spoke into the mike.

"Dylan?  Where are you?"

"I'm at home in my room," he said speaking into his
headset.  I don't know why, but for some reason, I
found this all pretty amazing.  I guess I'd heard of
webcams before, but I'd never really seen one work.  I
sat up, and leaned forward even more, speaking
directly into the mike.

"Wow!  It's like something out of a sci fi movie. 
Videophones."  Suddenly, I realized that by leaning
forward in this way, I had probably yanked the hem of
my t-shirt up, exposing my bare backside to Brandon. 
I quickly sat back in my chair, my heart pounding in
my chest.  I was almost afraid to look back, and see
his reaction.  I hadn't really meant to flash him at
all.

"Yeah," Dylan went on.  "It's pretty cool.  We've been
playing around with it all afternoon."

"But after you came, it got even better," Brandon
chimed in.  I could tell from the way he said this
that something was up.  I suddenly realized that
perhaps Dylan had seen me get undressed earlier.

"Anyway, I think we'd better shut this all down," I
told them.  "I have to get ready."


They both looked so disappointed, but I was starting
to think I had gone way too far allowing them to see
me like this.

"How do you shut this thing off?" I asked.

"Just click on the red icon.  The control for the
camera is on the cord behind the desk."

I cut the connection with Dylan, and then stood up to
look for the camera control.  I soon realized that
Brandon was staring down at my bare bottom.  I pulled
the hem down to cover it, but Brandon stood there
grinning away.

"You've got such an amazing body, Emi.  Do you think
that we could...?"  He left the question unfinished,
but it was pretty clear that my little show had gotten
him all heated up.  I was feeling more than a little
excited myself, not so much because I liked him or
anything, but just because he let me get away with
this kind of stuff without telling on me.  I finally
had to go over, and steer him out the door.  I closed
the door behind him, and leaned up against it, trying
to get my feelings back under control.  I've got to
stop doing things like that.  It gets me way too
excited.

That night I went out with Ryosuke, and I told him
about my new webcam.  He promised to buy one too, so
the two of us could do video chat.

Around that time, I went back to the mall, and bumped
into Yuuki again.  She's the girl who runs the
Japanese goods stall in the center of the mall.  As I
believe I mentioned, she is kind of friends with
Takuya and Hiro, the two boys who were staying in my
friend Satomi's dorm that summer.  Anyway, we got to
talking about computers, and I mentioned that I'd got
my internet fixed.

"Oh, yeah," she said.  "I've been having problems with
my computer too.  I've been meaning to get someone in
to take a look at it, but I'm always working during
the day."

"If you want, I could go over, and let the repairman
in," I offered.  Yuuki had been good to me, giving me
a whole bunch of clothes for free.

"Oh, would you?  That would be great."

After that, she set up an appointment with a Japanese
guy who fixes computers.  I didn't really know him,
but I'd heard of him.  He'd helped out some of my
other friends, and is kind of well known in the
Japanese community here.  I invited Ryosuke to come
wait with me again.  When he got there, we were both
so happy.  It so rarely that we get to spend time
alone together like this, away from my host family and
his.

"Do you mind if I take a shower?" I asked.

"Not at all.  Do you mind if I watch?" he quipped,
sitting down on the edge of the bed, his eyes gleaming
with excitement.  I debated stripping there in front
of him, but I was feeling a bit self-conscious though
standing by the large window, so I ended up running
off to the bathroom, and changed in there.

I got in the shower, and turned it on.  Before long
though, I heard a knock at the door outside.  It
turned out to be the computer guy.  I'd almost
forgotten about him.  I heard Ryosuke let him in, and
get him set up.  I finished my shower, and toweled
off, but suddenly, I realized I'd left my bag with my
change of clothes outside in the bedroom.  My heart
beating away, I held the towel up against my body, and
shyly opened the door.  The repair guy had his back to
me, and didn't look up.  I was relieved in a way, but
I couldn't help feeling excited standing here
practically naked just a few feet away from him.

"My bag?" I whispered to Ryosuke motioning for him to
bring it.  He smirked at me, reached down into my bag,
and brought over a white tank t-shirt.  "And my
shorts?" I whispered urgently.  He glanced over at the
computer guy, who still wasn't watching, and then
whispered back,

"Just wear this."

I hadn't really told Ryosuke about my teasing Brandon
earlier, so I wondered for a moment if somehow he'd
heard about that.  I wasn’t sure if I should, but
Ryosuke kept nodding eagerly for me to do it.  I
finally took the top from him, and went back inside
the bathroom.  I pulled it on over my head, and looked
at myself in the mirror.  It wasn't so bad I guess. 
The cotton material was thick enough that you couldn't
really see through it, and it was more or less long
enough to cover up my bush and backside.  Still, just
to be sure, I wrapped a white towel around my waist,
and tied it on.  There.  That's better.

I cautiously tiptoed back out into the main room to
see what was going on.  The guy was typing away, and
started explaining what the problem was, evidently
thinking it was my computer and room.  I didn't really
understand what he was talking about, but I sat down
on the bed, and nodded politely.  It was good in a way
that he didn't know who I was.  It made me feel less
worried because I'd probably never see him again. 
Ryosuke climbed up on the bed, and came around behind
me.

"Here, let me dry your hair."  Almost before I
realized what he was doing, he pulled the towel off
from my waist, and starting drying my hair with it.  I
looked down in shock at my pussy, feeling a sudden
rush of excitement at being exposed.  I knew of course
that I should cover up, but I just sat there with my
still wet pubic hair showing, waiting to see what
would happen.  The guy glanced over this way, but he
just kept right on talking without even looking down
at my naked nether regions.  I was absolutely baffled.
 My pussy felt like it was on fire, but he didn’t
even seem to care.

"Do you have the installation CD that came with your
computer?" he asked.  Blushing horribly by now, I
stood up, and then squatted down next to him looking
at where he was pointing.  The hem of the t-shirt was
caught way up around my waist leaving my bare bottom
hopelessly exposed.  My whole body was trembling, and
without wanting to, I was starting to feel very very
horny.

"CD?"  I pushed the hem back down, as I stood up, and
walked over to Yuuki's bookshelf.  "Is this it?" I
asked holding up one of her CD's.

"No," he smiled cheerily.  Half out of my mind with
desire by now, I walked back, and for no apparent
reason, gave the hem of my t-shirt a little tug,
flashing him my pussy much more obviously this time. 
I was trying to smile sweetly, but something about the
whole situation - his good-natured politeness, the way
he was trying to act like nothing was wrong - made me
want to tease him even more.  I was so wet it wasn't
even funny.

Ryosuke, for his part, was trying his best not to
grin.  He got up to look for the CD, so I sat down on
the bed facing the guy.

"Would you like something to drink?" I asked.

"No, thanks," he smiled.  I honestly couldn't figure
out how he could act so calm.  Was he nearsighted, and
hadn't realized I was bottomless?  Or was he just
trying to be polite?

We had to wait while Ryosuke sifted through Yuuki's
stuff looking for the lost CD, so the guy started
explaining about what all was wrong with her computer.
 I listened, and nodded politely, but I couldn't stop
thinking about my nudity.  I slid a hand around my
back, and nervously fingered the crack of my bottom,
all the while continuing to nod at the guy's story.

Eventually, he finished what he had to say, and looked
around for something to do.  I was a bit offended as
he started folding up his equipment, not even
bothering to look at me now.  I pulled my legs up, and
spread them, my pussy burning with excitement.

Suddenly, there came a knock at the door.  I nearly
jumped out of my skin.  Who on earth could be calling?
 I looked over at Ryosuke who had found the CD.  He
handed it to the computer guy, and went to answer the
door.  It turned out to be Akira, the boy who lived
downstairs, who I'd met last time I'd been here.  He
stared at Ryosuke quite surprised to find a man here. 
He quite clearly had the hots for Yuuki, although as
far as I knew she wasn't really interested in him.

"Oh, hey!  Where's Yuuki?"

I got up, and pushed down the hem coming over to the
door.

"Oh sorry, Akira, was it?  She's not here.  She asked
me to house-sit today because there's someone here
fixing her computer."

Akira stared in at the repairman and Ryosuke and then
down at my bare legs.  He had seemed pretty interested
in me the last time I met him too.  I pulled down the
hem of my tank top hoping he couldn't see my pubic
hair.  I was getting even more excited standing there
in the open doorway.

"Oh, I see," Akira went on.  "I was just wondering if
I could get my bottle opener back.  I lent it to Yuuki
the other day."

"Um, do you know where she keeps it?" I asked hoping
to get rid of him as quickly as possible.  I hadn't
really counted on company when this whole thing
started.

"In one of the kitchen drawers maybe."

We looked there and in the cupboards, but I couldn't
see it.  Suddenly, I spotted something on the coffee
table.  I leaned down to pick it up, but when I
straightened back up, I immediately realized I'd just
flashed Akira my bare bottom.  His eyes were swimming,
stunned by how little I was wearing with all these
strange guys here.  I kind of felt bad about flashing
him, but at least I was getting more of a reaction
from him than from the repair guy.

"This is it, isn't it?" I asked handing the opener to
Akira.  He still looked pretty dazed, but he finally
managed a nod.  Ryosuke was getting impatient and
finally, escorted him out the door.

"Who's that?" Ryosuke asked showing a bit of jealousy
for once.

"Just some guy who lives downstairs."

The computer guy finally managed to fix Yuuki's
computer, and started packing up.  I sat back down on
the bed, and raised my legs again.  Ryosuke's face
looked torn, but his pants were bulging.  The computer
guy handed me some pamphlets, and I held them right in
front of my open pussy, trying one last time to get a
reaction out of him.  He stared down at my pussy, but
launched into an explanation of what the pamphlets
were about.  I couldn’t understand how he could be so
calm.  I saw him off to the door, and he smiled at me
as he left, I guess as a sign that he had enjoyed my
little show even if he'd been too embarrassed to let
on before.

After he was gone, Ryosuke came over, and gave me a
big hug.

"You are amazing, you know that?  I can't believe you
did that."

I smiled shyly, but my whole body was glowing from the
joy of having gotten away with it.

"Weren't you worried that he'll tell people?"

"He thinks I'm Yuuki," I grinned.  Ryosuke let out the
most wicked howl, and then we made sweet passionate
love on Yuuki's bed.

Anyway, that's all for now.  Talk to you soon.

Emi Tsuruta
My web site:
/~emitsuruta/


 
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