I guess this started when my friend Asuna invited Satomi and me to come sleep over at her condo. Asuna is a sparky lass, a year younger than us, smart enough, but she has this sort of wide-eyed innocence about her. She looks very Japanese, sleek creamy skin, narrow eyes with mysterious wisps of hair almost like antennae floating at her temples. Satomi is more uptight, cautious, but cute too with big black eyes, duck bill lips and a burbly voice. Whenever I do anything crazy, Asuna just kind of watches in wonder, while Satomi tends to yell at me to stop. I kind of enjoy teasing them, just to see how they'll react.
So one day, the three of us were out with Takuya and Hiro, two boys from Kansai (west Japan) who live in Satomi's dorm. Takuya is tall, wears glasses, and has a booming voice, while Hiro is shorter, but kind of cute, like a boy band dancer. Asuna was talking about having us over, and then someone (me?) mentioned pajama parties. I originally pictured us inviting the boys too. I think Satomi likes Hiro, so inviting him might help them bond, but Satomi crossed her hands making an X, nixing that idea. It would be just us girls. Even so, I was kind of looking forward to it. This would be a good chance for the three of us to get together, and blow off some steam.
The day of the party, I worked the front desk at the campus fitness center until four, and then went to gymnastics class. It starts at 2:30, so usually I'm working, but I know the instructor, Stephanie, and she lets me come in just for the tail end. I went into the locker room, and changed into a soft white cotton t-shirt and scarlet 'bloomers' (high-cut girl's racing briefs). On my way back out, I passed Gavin, my co-worker who'd taken over for me at the desk. He is a bit of a jock, but he's nice to me. He wolf-whistled when he saw my outfit.
"Cute shorts!" he called after me. I looked down. These were a pair I brought with me from Japan. They were kind of tight, and got caught in the crack of my bottom. I gave my tail a little wiggle. "Where are you going all suited up like that?" he grinned.
"Gymnastics," I blushed, trying to pull the material out of my crack. When I got to class, Stephanie was explaining how to do cartwheels. I'd been working on them, but didn't quite have them down. I was getting better at somersaults and handstands and stuff.
After class, I headed back to the locker room to have a shower. Gavin was talking to a member, but he smiled at me, as I walked past.
I found my locker, and got undressed. I don't know why, but I used to be so shy about walking around the locker room naked. Women in Japan do that of course, but somehow America felt different. Maybe women here are more cautious. Anyway, I eventually shook off my bashfulness, and started wandering around naked here too. I walked over to the showers, set my towel and bag down on this little bench in this big open stall, and went across to shower in one of the smaller stalls.
An American woman came in, a student maybe, and starting running the water in the big stall where my clothes were. We were both naked, so I was a bit nervous, but eventually, I went over, and rescued my stuff, so it wouldn't get wet. She kind of laughed, and apologized, and explained how running the water in the big stall seemed to make the other showers warmer too. We started talking. She was so natural and friendly I didn't feel self-conscious at all, even though we were nude.
She went into one of the stalls, and I went back to my own shower. I could hear voices coming from the pool, so I asked her if there was a class going on.
"I guess," she shrugged. She turned back toward her shower, but I was curious now. I tiptoed over to the door to the pool, opened it, and peeked out. I could see people swimming lengths, but I couldn't really tell which class it was. I glanced back at the woman, but she wasn't watching, so I got up my nerve, and opened the door wider to get a better look at the pool. The swimming instructor, another American woman, caught sight of me. She looked pretty shocked to see me standing here naked. I bowed an apology, and scurried back to my shower. I don't know why I do these things, but it is kind of fun to sneak around in the buff.
Anyway, I had to go meet Satomi, so I quickly toweled off, and got dressed. It's just a short walk to Satomi's dorm. Satomi seemed happy to see me. I guess she was looking forward to our pajama party too. She'd dyed her hair brown, and was wearing a big bulky navy cardigan and a grey tartan skirt. Looked hot, but that's how she is.
The two of us headed to Asuna's condo. Asuna lives a bit closer to the beach. I kind of like the whole atmosphere around there. Even on the street, everyone is walking around in shorts or swimsuits, and everyone seems in such a holiday mood.
Asuna's condo unit is on the main floor, so we just walked up, and knocked on her glass patio door. Asuna had her hair up in two ponytails, and was wearing a short-sleeved blue summer dress, looking as cute as ever. Her two roommates, Sandra, an American, and Maria, a Mexican, had gone out, so it was just the three of us. We cooked up some Japanese noodles for supper, and then sat around in the living room watching TV and gabbing.
Satomi talked a bit about Hiro. They weren't a couple yet. He is kind of immature I guess, but it was nice to see her seeing someone for a change. Asuna had her eye on one of the guys in the Japanese Student Union, whom I didn't really know. They asked how things were going between me and Ryosuke. I didn't have much to report. We'd both been so busy lately with work and stuff. I'd barely seen him all summer.
Eventually, Maria came home. She went off to her room, but Asuna turned the TV down, and told us to talk quieter. I'd kind of been hoping that Maria would come out, and join us, but I guess she and Asuna aren't that close.
It was getting late, so we all went to Asuna's room, and got changed into our sleepwear. Satomi had a dusty rose velour hoodie and track pants, OK-looking I guess, but a bit boyish. Asuna's robe was interesting, like a mini-yukata with pink carnations. I pulled on a cream shoulder-less baby-doll nightie with lace panties with side ties. I don't think either was that see-through, but the nightie was kind of short, not going down much past my waist. Satomi knitted her brow. Maybe she thought my outfit was too sexy. Anyway, the boys weren't here, so it hardly mattered.
We went back out to the living room, and stretched out on their sofa and carpet. I wanted to hear more about Asuna's new heartthrob, but she seemed shy to talk about him, and kept asking about me. I started telling them about gymnastics class, and got up to show them some of the things I was learning.
Asuna's living room is kind of small, so there wasn't much space for somersaults. I went over to the mirrored wall in the dining room, and tried to show them a handstand. Asuna got up, and helped me, and I finally managed to do one. My nightie ended up falling open. I started laughing because if anyone walked by outside, they'd see my bare breasts through their floor to ceiling windows. Satomi seemed worried, but it looked like no one was out there. I got back down, and told Asuna to try.
Asuna was all embarrassed, but I finally got her to put her hands down, and lifted her up. Her yukata fell open too, exposing her panties. She started giggling so hard she fell, and ended up upside down in a heap on the floor. She looked so silly even Satomi giggled.
I turned to Satomi, and told her to try. She looked hesitant, but we finally managed to convince her, and helped her flip up. Her hoodie fell open, but she was wearing a bra. Just because I thought it would be funny, I grabbed the waistband of Satomi's track bottoms, and started pulling them off. She let her arms go, and started to fall, but I held her there for a moment, examining her pussy. Her precious little slit looked insanely sexy. I hadn't noticed this before, but her pubic hair curves out to the sides kind of like a palm tree.
Asuna thought this was tremendously funny, but Satomi twisted her body free, and collapsed onto the floor, her bottoms down around her knees. Her cute little bare bottom was perched up in the air, and you could see it in double with its reflection in the mirror. She quickly pulled up her bottoms, blushing like crazy, but once she was decent, she got up, and came after me.
