Chapter Five
Hiromi's Shopping Excursion
After their gig at the Club, Hiromi felt more alive than ever. She and Grace had rocked out, with some of their bandmates. Men and women alike were hitting on them, Hiromi was tempted by a few of the men, but no one "clicked" with her at that moment. She'd set her cap on getting one man in particular in between her legs again -- he'd been there before and had her seeing stars, but at this particular moment, he was unavailable.
Grace had found herself a few willing playmates, including a new Club inductee and his pretty young wife, Tracey. Grace had become smitten by the couple immediately and had allowed herself to be led to one of the Private Rooms for some unbridled debauchery.
Hiromi didn't lack for company for even ten minutes. She was approached by gorgeous Kym Herrold and another blonde stunner, Marianne Graves. Kym was glad to see Hiromi and find she was a member of the club, she and Marianne were old friends. The women sandwiched Hiromi between them and licked and lez-fucked her until Hiromi was punch-drunk on sex. They shared a few drinks, some canapés and were back at it again until the Club closed up around 5. Hiromi went home with Kym and was in her bed until almost noon, sadly, Kym's husband was neglecting her again. Marianne had whispered in Hiromi's ear the previous evening she was thinking of asking Kym to move in with her if her relationship with Douglas continued to stagnate. Hiromi whispered back if she did, would she be willing to consider another roommate? Licking down Hiromi's golden body, Marianne said she'd consider it. Hiromi was strongly attracted to Marianne, she practically resonated with sexual energy. She still was highly turned on by Kym as well -- she was becoming an absolute
slut
for the company of women.
Grace called her the next morning, her voice a bit hoarse. "I'm all fucked out, baby!" Grace chuckled. "Hey, did you know the owners of The Club want us to play there again? You and Ida are going to need to find some new clothes, gotta keep the pervs happy when we play." Ida was another member of the band and one of Hiromi's two current roomies, although conditions were a bit cramped as of late.
Ida had already chosen a few new outfits earlier in the month, so she directed Hiromi to the same Boutique she'd already visited. Hiromi loved their clothing on sight and she found a black PVC dress that she absolutely
had
to own. She tried it on and loved this new dress. It clung to her like a second skin, the PVC shiny and sexy on her new, improved body. The feeling of it, how sexy it made the pretty Japanese coed feel -- all of these sensations were new to her, she'd never felt so alive and vibrant. Being a sexy woman was a wonderful feeling, a far cry from the little wallflower she'd been a scant two years ago when her family had moved here from Japan. They'd been driving her crazy, that's why she'd moved out when Ida offered her a place to stay. One look at the neighbor and she was in no hurry to move out, but if Kym wasn't going to live there ....
Since moving from Japan, Hiromi had tried whatever sexual indulgence struck her fancy. She'd only had sex a few times in Japan, here; she indulged herself and let her fantasies go wild. She tried girl-on-girl and found other women were much to her liking. She joined a Gym and built up her body, the parts she couldn't build through exercise -- well, she though, hefting her new boobs, the surgeons here sure do nice work and if you flirt a bit, the price goes down.
Her roommate, Ida, who had also become a recent lover, had encouraged her to continue spicing up her wardrobe a bit, even gifting her friend with the loan of a few thousand dollars to splurge. "Rock Chicks have to look
smoking hot
, baby!" Ida had told her and Hiromi conceded she had a point. At the Boutique, Hiromi had already bought two new pairs of shoes, one pair of strappy heels, one stiletto and a pair of "Fuck Me" boots, some naughty lingerie she knew Ida would love -- now a few dresses the old Hiromi wouldn't dare wear. Like this little number.
What there
was
of the shiny black PVC dressed plunged low in both front and back and had two additional holes at the front, one just below the chest, showing lots of golden skin, then at the belly, revealing Hiromi's newly-flat tummy and navel ring. There were four holes on each side, held together by tiny metal links and one hole just above the buttocks. Nothing could be seen that was indecent, but the dress, which ended just below Hiromi's waist, was daring and provocative. She looked like a million bucks in it, combined with a few other outfits she had purchased, it would wipe out the rest of the money. She didn't know whether she should buy it or not when she felt eyes on her. Turning, she saw a red-headed sales clerk watching her, he certainly seemed appreciative of the view. Embarrassed, he tried to look away, but Hiromi didn't mind, in fact, she quite enjoyed the attention. "What do you think -- does this dress suit me?" The clerk nodded. "What's your name?"
"Tom."
"Okay Tom, should I buy the dress?" Again, the clerk nodded.
Hiromi's perverted little wheels began spinning, she wanted a little playtime and here was a perfect opportunity. "Tom, as you can see, I've got a nice little pile of stuff here. Well Tom -- it's going to cost me a pretty penny. We need to seal this deal so we're both happy, don't you think?"
Tom nodded. He had a fair idea what she was going to propose and although it might strain his wallet, it was one deal he was going to make. He hadn't seen anyone with this much raw sexuality in ... well,
ever
!
"I really, really want this dress Tom ... "Hiromi purred in a soft, dulcet tone, she was really going to mess with his mind "... so here's the deal. If you
fuck
me, I'll buy this dress."
Tom whacked the side of his head. "Uh -- I couldn't have heard that right. You mean that if
