I think this was like in my sophomore year at Oceanview U. in southern California. Christmas rolled around, and I went home to Japan. One of the people I wanted to see was my cousin, Namie. I mainly see her on special occasions, but she's always been nice to me, and we're kind of friends. She's older than me, and married now, but to me at least, she's one of the most beautiful women in my family. She has creamy white skin, cute features and a breathless quality. Strangely, she's a bit shy around other people. She met her husband, Ryoichi, through a matchmaker. I know that sounds old-fashioned, but it's not so unusual in Japan. I hadn't seen her since her wedding, so I wanted to meet up, and hear all about her new adventures.
So after I arrived home in Kamakura, I called up Namie, and we agreed to meet at Aunt Sachie's house. Sachi is Namie's mother. Sachi is middle-aged, but she seems quite young and vivacious, always teasing and laughing. She has a spark, a liveliness, different from my mom who is more... mmm... restrained shall we say.
Anyway, that morning, I showered, and pulled on white undies, blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a lilac sweater - my good girl look I guess. I usually try to be good when I'm home.
I caught the street car to Sachi's house, near the beach in Enoshima. When I got there, Namie answered the door, smiling away, happy to see me. She was dressed casually, in blue jeans and a red plaid lumberjack shirt with a red kerchief in her hair. I teased her that she looked like a housewife. She looked good though. She's always looks good. The first time I showed her picture to my boyfriend Ryosuke, he was like "Wow!" I think he thinks she's hot, although I haven't told her that.
"Come in, come in. Emi. Good to see you." Namie beckoned, leading me back to their living room. Aunt Sachi was making us some tea, and had her sewing machine out on the dining room table.
"What are you guys up to?" I asked.
"I'm sorting through my old clothes, and was wondering if you wanted any of them." Namie used to work in a jewelry shop in Ginza in Tokyo, so she has some pretty swanky outfits.
"I can fix them if the size isn't right," Sachi explained nodding at the sewing machine, as she brought out our tea.
"Um OK," I nodded, curious. Namie ran upstairs, and brought down a stack of clothes for me to try. She had all kinds of stuff—dresses, jeans, t-shirts, swimsuits and bloomers (high cut racing briefs).
"So how's married life?" I asked Namie, as I leafed through her clothes. Aunt Sachi tittered. "What?" I asked.
"Oh, she thinks I should hurry up, and have kids," Namie explained. "It's just that Ryoichi and I are both so busy. He works Saturdays, and Sundays he just wants to sleep."
"Oh, that's no fun. Do you mean you two never...?" 'Have sex' was what I wanted to ask, but I stopped short. Namie understood though.
"I told you. We're busy. I don't know. Sometimes, I think he'd rather hang out with his friends than me."
"Yeah, my mom was saying at the wedding how all his friends seemed to be guys. Maybe he's just shy. Maybe you have to take the lead more, you know?"
"Take the lead?" Namie repeated, tilting her head to the side, so cute. "What do you mean?"
I looked at Sachi. I knew that she and my mom talked, so I was a bit worried about letting on how much I know about sex. My mom would freak if she heard about half the stuff Ryosuke and I get up to. Maybe my mom thinks I'm still a virgin.
"I don't know. Make him a candlelit dinner. Get dressed up in a frilly apron. You know what guys like."
Namie gave me this blank look. Apparently, she doesn't know what guys like.
"Aunt Sachi, don't you have some advice?" I asked, trying to get away from revealing too much about my own kinks. I pulled off my sweater, and then pulled on one of Namie's dresses.
"I don't know," Sachi scratched her head. "Things have changed a lot since my day. I never used to run around half naked...," she snickered.
The last time I came here, my friend Michiyo and I had gotten caught in a rainstorm, so we ran all the way here. Sachi lent me one of Namie's t-shirts to wear when I got out of the shower, but she didn't give me any bottoms. There were a whole bunch of people here: my uncle, my cousin Kanako, her husband, Namie's brother Hideki and one of his friends, 'Itou,' and anyway, I went out into the hall, and they all saw me standing here half naked.
That was pretty embarrassing... but more Sachi's fault than mine! She'd promised to bring me some clothes, but never brought any underwear even! I hadn't planned on flashing anyone! I flushed hot at the memory, but tried to move the focus back to Namie.
"You have to tease guys, get their imagination working, get them wanting you," I mused. I pulled the first dress off over my head, and picked up another.
"So where'd you learn all this?" Sachi asked coyly, teasing.
"I studied it in school. I took a course: human sexual response." I was joking of course. They both broke out laughing. "Didn't you see 'Masters of Sex'?" I asked.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing. Anyway, our professor said one key is visual - being seen."
"Your professor told you this?" Sachi guffawed. "Things have changed."
I'd gone through all Namie's dresses, and came to the jeans. I looked down at my own jeans, realizing I'd have to take them off. I felt a bit self-conscious about stripping, but Sachi and Namie politely averted their eyes. I looked out the big picture window at the back of their house, but all I could see was the snowdrifts in their garden. I struggled out of my own jeans, and then pulled Namie's on. The first pair weren't quite the right fit.
"Being seen?" Namie said, puzzled. "What do you mean?"
"Play is kind of important. Flirtation. Teasing." I looked down at Namie's swimsuit. It looked like it might fit, but I'd have to try it on to be sure. I hesitated, wondering if I dare strip naked in front of them. That would be kind of weird standing right here in middle of their living room, but then again we were all girls. Sachi had obviously seen me naked.
"Do you mind if I try this on?" I asked pointing at the swimsuit.
"Go ahead," Sachi smiled, sewing something on her machine.
I peeked out the back window again, and then undid the zipper on the jeans. I felt jittery, but Sachi went off to the kitchen, and Namie was staring off into space. I stripped out of my jeans, and then peeled off my t-shirt. Namie wasn't objecting, so I ended up taking off my bra and panties too. It felt so weird, but here I was in their living room naked! It was kind of fun actually - daring, a bit of a thrill.
Just as I reached for the swimsuit, my smartphone rang. It was so loud. I giggled nervously, a bit embarrassed as Namie turned to look at me. She didn't say anything, but I could tell she was a bit surprised I'd stripped naked here. I just ignored her though, and squatted down, digging my phone out of my bag. It turned out to be Ryosuke back in the States.
"Emi! I finally got you. I phoned your house, but no one was answering."
"I guess my mom's gone out," I answered in English. Aunt Sachi came out, and finding me naked, started sniggering again. I told her to shush, but she wouldn't settle down, so I went out into the hall.
"What do you want? I'm kind of in the middle of something here," I whispered to Ryosuke. It was kind of cool in the hallway. Sunshine was streaming in through the slatted window next to their front door. I felt queasy, sensitive, but Aunt Sachi was laughing, so I moved further down the hall.
"What?" Ryosuke moped. "I just wanted to say hi, see how you're doing."
"I'm at Aunt Sachi's right now. Namie's here, and I'm trying on some clothes." I didn't mention that I was naked. No sense getting him all excited while he's thousands of miles away.
"Namie? That's the bride from the wedding, right? The foxy one?"
"Yeah." I looked back down the hall trying to tell if Namie could hear.
"Tell her I say hi. Oh, there's something I'm supposed to ask you."
I was so focus on the call, at first, I didn't notice the rattling of keys at the front door. Suddenly, the door opened, and there was my cousin, Hideki, Namie's younger brother, in the doorway. He looked so shocked to see me naked. I covered my pussy with one hand, and waved for Hideki to shut the door at least. I guess I should have hid from Hideki, but I was more worried about the people outside. Aunt Sachi came out into the hall, and hissed at me,
"Emi! Your clothes!"
I was of course aware that Hideki was looking on dumbstruck, but it all happened so fast. My whole body was heating up from the excitement. Hideki looked so shocked, wondering no doubt why I was naked. I didn't know what to say. I finally stuck out my tongue at him, and ran back to the living room, all excited.
"Ryosuke, I'd better call you back," I said into the phone, putting it away. Hideki followed me in, clearly fascinated by my bare bottom.
"I was just changing," I explained. "Don't look!"
I made a show of protesting, but from their reaction, I could tell I was supposed to object more. Hideki in particular looked so amazed. He was acting like he'd never seen a girl naked before.
"Oh, Hideki, shoo. Shoo. give the poor girl some privacy," Sachi scolded.
Hideki nodded, but he was too shocked to move. I guess I can admit I was a bit horny myself. Not that I want to have sex with Hideki—he's my cousin remember— there was just something about the whole situation... He's kind of a good looking boy.
Namie wasn't having it though, and pushed Hideki off into the kitchen. Sachi motioned for me to hurry up, and get dressed. I picked up the swimsuit, stepped into it, and eventually got it on. It was a bit baggy in the middle.
"Hideki, could you go back out or something?" I called out to him through the door. "We're trying to work here on these clothes."
Eventually, he came out. He was still staring at me, but Sachi chased him off down the hall. I waited while he pulled his boots and coat back on.
"OK, OK, I'm going already. Sheesh!" he exclaimed. He went outside, and I finally could breathe again.
"I'm sorry about that, Emi," Sachi apologized. "He used to be such a good boy."
"I think he has a crush on you, Emi," Namie observed. "You shouldn't tease him."
"Hideki's the one who teases me. He used to put toads in my hair."
"I think he had a crush on you even then."
Yeah, I don't know about this whole crush business. He'd always been a pest, but it was true that lately, he seems more googly-eyed around me. I guess I wasn't helping matters by running around naked all the time. I stripped out of the swimsuit, and gave it to Sachi.
"Can you take this in at the waist?" I shivered, more from the excitement than cold. Namie gave me a strange look, so I pulled on one of her t-shirts. I guess they could still see my derriere, but at least I wasn't naked.
"Oh, don't be silly. Hideki couldn't care less about me," I scoffed. I walked over to the table, and re-filled my teacup, while Sachi worked on the swimsuit. Namie was sitting there, her mouth agape, still a bit shocked at my casual attitude I guess.
"I'm always amazed when you do things like that. I don't think I could do that in front of Ryoichi."
"What? Get naked?"
"In the middle of the living room?" she exclaimed.
"Why not? He's your husband."
