It was summer in Oceanview, and the day of the big fireworks show was fast approaching. I was pretty excited actually. When I lived in Japan, we always used to go to see the fireworks show on Zaimokuza beach near my house or Katase Shirahama near my Aunt Sachi's place. It's a big thing, and tons of people come down from Tokyo just to watch. Fireworks make it feel like summer.
Kazuo and the boys in the Japanese Student Union got everything ready, so all we had to do was show up. I'd ordered some colorful yukatas and a bunch of accessories for me, Satomi and Asuna to wear. Asuna lives closest to the beach, so we met at her place. Asuna is a bit younger, but she tries to act adult around us, and she's been a good friend to me.
She answered the door, but she was all in a kerfuffle. It's not like she's ditsy or anything, but she is a bit excitable, especially when some big event is about to start. I heard voices, so curious, I walked over into their living room, and set down some of my things on the coffee table. There was a girl and guy sitting at the table in the dining room.
"Sandra... and Craig," Asuna explained. I'd encountered Craig once before, the time he walked in on me when I was getting out of their shower. I could tell that he remembered me too—the 'naked girl.' Craig is a handsome devil; I'll give him that. He is tall with a sharp nose and toothy grin, like he knows women like him. I try not to get taken in by guys like that, but despite myself, I was getting a bit excited.
Before I could say hi though, Asuna dragged me off down the hall to her room. Satomi was there, wide-eyed with a big smile, anxious to see the yukatas I'd brought. I got them out, and showed them. Asuna's was bright red, and Satomi was yellow and orange.
"Wow! Beautiful," they oohed and aah-ed. Mine was indigo, but seeing their reaction made me wish I'd got something more colorful. I'm going to have to make myself up really nice to compete. Fortunately, I'd brought my make-up kit with me.
A bit giddy, I stripped down to my undies. Satomi looked at me strange, but I ignored her, and ended up taking off my bra and panties as well, getting a little thrill from stripping naked.
"What are you doing?" Satomi whined. She's kind of cute when she's angry though, so we don't take her so seriously.
"You're not planning on wearing underwear under your yukata, are you?" I asked. "You'll end up with panty lines."
Asuna stripped down to her undies, and looked down at her yukata, mulling it over.
"I'm going to wear underwear," Satomi poo-pooed my idea.
"They never wore underwear in the old days," I countered.
"Shhh," Asuna warned, motioning for me to keep my voice down. Craig and Sandra had gone silent, so maybe they were listening. I guess I was aware I was being a bit naughty, but like I said, I was feeling a bit loopy what with all these people here.
"Underwear is a western invention," I whispered. "It didn't arrive in Japan until the Taisho era." Both my boyfriend, Ryosuke, and the girl who'd sold me the yukatas, my friend, Miori in Tokyo had told me that, so I am pretty sure it is true. Asuna looked at me, a bit doubtful. She is more of a good girl, but she does look up to me, and is often willing to follow my lead. She ended up taking off her bra and panties, and quickly pulled on the red yukata.
Still naked, I pulled out a pair of tabi (white split-toe socks) and zori (fancy sandals that women wear with kimonos).
"Wow!" Asuna exclaimed. "Just like the Maiko wear!"
I pulled on the tabi, and stepped into the zori. I stood up, and modeled them for Asuna and Satomi.
"You look silly," Satomi chided. "Hurry up, and put on your yukata for heaven's sake."
I stuck my lips out in a pout, not really wanting to get dressed. I was kind of enjoying lounging around naked. I don't always get to do this with my friends.
"There's just one more thing I want to do first," I told her. I pulled out a comb and some elastic bands from my bag. "I want to do my hair in a matomekami style." Matomekami is the way women do their hair up in a little bun when they wear kimonos. It shows off your neck. In Japan, the neck is considered one of the most sensual parts of a woman's body.
Asuna bent forward peering at my hair ornaments.
"Wooow! Where'd you get these?"
"From Miori. Pretty nice, huh?" I looked around her room, but I couldn't see any mirrors. "Do you have a mirror here somewhere?"
"There's one in the bathroom," Asuna replied. I knew she wanted me to get dressed, but just for fun, I tiptoed over to the door, and peeked out into the hall.
"Oh, don't you dare!" Satomi hissed. I was just teasing actually, but now that she was making such a big deal, I was tempted to go out into the hall naked. Craig had already seen me naked once before, and the rest of us were girls, so it didn't seem that weird at the time. I listened at the door for a moment. It sounded like Sandra and Craig were still in the dining room around the corner.
"It's just across the hall," I noted, trying to get up my nerve. "I'll be right back." I took a deep breath, and dashed across to the bathroom. My whole body was tingling now from the excitement. A bit embarrassed, I closed the door behind me. In the mirror, I did look kind of indecent. I was so excited my nipples were sticking up. Maybe I shouldn't have come over here naked, but it was pretty thrilling, sneaking around with Craig here. I washed my face, and then scooted back to Asuna's room to grab my backpack. Asuna was dressed, and Satomi had pulled on her yukata over her panties.
"Will you get dressed?" Satomi hissed at me in her cute voice. I just smiled, and ran back to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I washed my shoulders and stuff, and dabbed a bit of white foundation on my face and neck. I really wanted to look my best today.
I had no idea how the fireworks would go, but I could hardly wait. Should I tell Ryosuke I'm commando? He'd probably get all excited. If only I could get Satomi and Asuna to shed their undies, it wouldn't be just me. That would be so great if the three of us went that way.
I gathered up my hair into a bun, and tried to hold it with one of the elastics. I couldn't get it to stay though, so I needed some help. Through the door, I could hear Sandra's voice out in the hall.
"Wow! You girls look great! Where are you going?" she asked.
"To a fireworks show on the beach," Asuna replied. "Do you want to join us?"
"No, we've got something planned, but thanks for asking."
What could be so important that they'd pass up on the chance to see fireworks? Sandra and Craig weren't planning on shagging, were they? It had been a while since Ryosuke and I... well, you know... so I kind of had sex on the brain.
Anyway, I opened the door a crack, and whispered,
"Asuna, could you come in here, and help me with my hair?"
Sandra was right there. Asuna got up, and came over, and when she opened the door to come in, Sandra saw that I was nude. I tried to close the door behind Asuna, but Sandra held it open.
"What's going on over here?" she asked, curious.
"I'm just trying to do my hair," I blushed. Asuna took a hold of my hair, and we got it rolled up into a ball. We slid the comb in, and with a little bit of coaxing got it to stay. Sandra seemed fascinated.
"You know what you look like?" she said. "One of those Geisha girls."
Asuna and I both giggled.
"Or more like a Maiko," Asuna corrected. Maiko are the younger geisha in training. I squatted down, and pulled out an uchiwa, a Japanese fan. I fanned my face, and gazed over at them demurely doing my best impression of a Maiko. Sandra broke out laughing.
Suddenly though, Craig stuck his head round the corner. He must have heard us giggling, and came to see. I glanced around the bathroom for something to cover up with, but my yukata was still back in Asuna's room. Craig licked his lips, grinning away, obviously delighted to catch me naked again.
"Um... uh...," I stammered, pointing him out to Sandra. She turned, and started hitting him.
"Hey! Hey! No peeking!" she yelled, chasing him off into the living room. I felt embarrassed of course, but more than that, I was getting all horny. Asuna made a frowny face. Suddenly, I got an idea.
"Where's my purse?" I asked.
"What purse?"
"The little round one that goes with my yukata."
"I don't know. Maybe it's in my room," she suggested. She ran off to look, but I was pretty sure I'd left it in their living room. Getting all excited now, I came out into the hall, breathing a bit faster. I ended up going all the way out to the living room, and peeked around the corner. Sandra and Craig were back at the dining room table, bickering. Sandra didn't seem angry at me. I wonder if I can push this a little further.
"Did I leave my purse out here?" I called out. Sandra got up to look for my bag. Craig went into the kitchen, but soon he appeared in the other doorway right across from where I was standing. I knew he could see me, standing here naked. I felt embarrassed of course, but my body was all tingly. I covered my pussy with my fan, but then finally spotted my bag on the coffee table.
"Oh there it is," I noted pointing it out to Sandra with the fan. Craig seemed fascinated by my pussy, although he also ogled my breasts. I hadn't originally intended to flash him exactly, but here I was standing here naked, blushing under his gaze.
Sandra still couldn't see my purse, so I finally walked straight out into the middle of the living room—buck naked.
"Oh, Emi, don't! Someone might see!" Sandra cried out, pointing to their huge floor to ceiling windows looking out into the courtyard. She was right of course. Craig was having a fit, making all kinds of funny faces. I bent over to pick up my bag. I was so excited I was quivering all over.
"Sorry. Here it is," I said holding it up to show Sandra. There did seem to be some people outside, so I quickly dashed back to the hall. Asuna came out of her room, gawking at me, scandalized.
