Put off by the accusing nature of her questions, I turned, and looked out the window. She obviously knew quite a bit about what had gone on between Ai and myself, how Ai had been trying to get me to stay. Doubtless, she had suggested Ai's whole teasing tack. I couldn't decide whether I should feel grateful or not. I had enjoyed it, sure, but I had a whole life back home waiting for me. I glanced back at Asuka, but she had furrowed her eyebrows into a deep grimace. I stood up, and walked to the window. This is crazy. What right does she have to be angry at me? I haven't done anything wrong. Ai was the one who initiated everything. She knew about Elise. She knew I planned to go home. I'd never lied to her.
I thought back over the last few weeks: Ai taking care of me when I was sick, our fooling around by the temple in the rain, staying over at her house, the heated passion of that night. The memories were all sweet. I would cherish them, but now it had to end. Ai and Asuka had to understand that.
"{Mr. Gordon, I have a favor to ask. After school, I'm heading home with Ai. Could you join us, at least for a little while?}"
Hoshino was not a bad sort. She was just looking out for her friend. Ai and I had been avoiding each other, but Hoshino was determined to play matchmaker. I turned back to her, and slowly nodded. Her face suddenly brightened.
"{OK, we'll wait for you at the station}." She opened the door, and ran off before I could stop her. Hey, wait a second. I hadn't even got her to promise to put some panties on or whatever it was she'd got caught doing. Oh well, I guess I can explain it to her on the way home.
After school, I walked out to the station, and found the two of them waiting by the turnstiles. Ai looked at me with those riveting eyes, her soft lips parted, perhaps having found out that I'd picked up my plane ticket. Asuka was peering at me too, but with more of a look of defiance. Ai was her friend, and she wasn't about to give up, no matter what. The two of them do look vaguely similar, catlike eyes, cute noses, alluring lips, creamy white skin, dressed in skater dresses with flared skirts. Ai is perhaps the more beautiful, with Asuka having more of a cartoonish quality, a bit of a comedienne.
I was about to go up, and talk to them, but there were a lot of students from our college around, so I hung back. Asuka nodded, and then gestured that they were going into the station. They bought tickets, and I followed them at a safe distance. It probably wouldn't have seemed all that strange if I'd gone up, and started talking to them, but in Japan, there always seemed to be this reticence to do things like that. Maybe I've become more Japanized than I thought.
We stood a few paces apart on the platform until the train came, and we got on the same car along with a few other students. Still, a bit anxious not to be seen together, I sat down, while the two of them stood in the alcove by the doors between the two sets of seats opposite where I was sitting. Asuka was looking around at the other people on the train, and Ai stood facing the window with her back to me. Her white dress left her arms and shoulders bare, the hem of her skirt billowing out drawing attention to her beautiful bare thighs. All the other students seemed more or less absorbed in their conversations and not paying much attention to us.
Asuka took out her smartphone, and started tapping out a message with her thumbs, while Ai continued to stare out the window. Eventually, I turned away, and started thinking about the exams I had to mark and other things I had to do before I left.
When I came out of my reverie, I noticed that Asuka had slid down into a squatting pose as she continued to thumb away on her phone. In the States, people don't squat much, but here even girls in skirts will sit like that from time to time. Usually, they don't mean anything by it, but I, and I assume other men too, cannot help but find our eyes drawn to what lies within their skirts. Asuka was sitting at an angle to me, so mostly what I could see were her bare legs, but I thought I could just make out a few strands of black pubic hair sticking out from between her silky thighs.
So this was the unseemly attire that the principal had been talking about. How had he found out, I wonder? Did he or one of his secretaries spot her in a moment of weakness climbing the stairs? I really should tell her to stop, but despite my best intentions, I was beginning to feel a familiar tingling deep down in my loins. The pink flesh of Asuka's lovely thighs looked so supple and soft they reminded me of Ai's own heavenly body, actually.
Asuka's eyes flashed in my direction. I quickly turned away, but she obviously knew I'd been staring at her. She turned a bit more to the side trying to hide her pussy from my view, and soon went back to tapping on the phone as if there was nothing strange at all about running around commando. A few minutes later, she reached up, and shook Ai's arm pulling her down to look at something on the screen.
Ai hesitated as she realized I was watching, but Asuka whispered something I couldn't quite catch. Ai looked up at me, almost fearfully, but soon reluctantly gave in to the pull of Asuka's hand. Gazing around nervously at the rest of the car, Ai slowly slid down next to Asuka. Ai's legs drifted apart giving me a look at her luscious pussy. My cock stiffened, as my eyes focused in on her, but her sense of modesty soon kicked in, and she pressed her legs tightly together hiding her exposed twat. I could still see the curve of her bare behind, but she kept her legs locked together, quivering nervously, ashamed by her own immodest pose.
My heart sped up, as the fear that she might get caught, mixed with the excitement of seeing her naked in such a vulnerable position. I was starting to want her again. My common sense began to evaporate into thin air. As much as I hated to admit it, I was beginning to love the voyeuristic thrill of seeing poor innocent Ai placing herself in these highly embarrassing situations.
The tension was becoming overwhelming, but then a guy, perhaps from another school, came barreling down the aisle. Ai stood up like a shot, terrified that she might be caught with her panties down as it were. The more practiced Asuka skillfully shifted her legs to the side successfully avoiding his gaze. This close call had clearly shaken Ai up, and she returned to her vigil gazing out the window, until Asuka called her to look at whatever she was doing on her phone. Ai looked back at me, and then slunk back down into her unladylike squat. She slowly came to terms with her embarrassment, and pretending to be concentrating on the phone, let her legs spread apart, giving me an unobstructed view of her pussy. The sunlight streaming in through the windows would roll across her outstretched thighs, highlighting her glistening red pussy lips below a tuft of black pubic hair. I had to adjust my pants as my erection was becoming quite pressing.
Another man approached, but this time Ai just closed her legs, and waited for him to pass. Once he was gone, she spread her legs again even wider, a playful grin on her lips, seemingly enjoying the thrill of flashing me on the busy train.
The train slowed down, and people stood up getting ready to get off, so both Ai and Asuka straightened up, and brushed down their skirts. The two of them nodded to me signaling that they were going to get off, so I stood up, and lined up behind them. The station we were pulling into is one of the largest in the area, a major transfer point for people heading north to Tokyo. There were hundreds of people standing on the platform, and I gazed down at Asuka and Ai's short skirts worrying that someone might divine their secret. They both seemed nervous too, as if they'd never done this before. This show of daring must be for my benefit, but why risk it? If someone spotted them, they might call the police for all I knew.
The train stopped, and we all got off, pushed along by the crowd. The two of them stopped at the bottom of the stairs waiting for the other people to go up first. We all looked at each other anxiously, wondering how they would be able to get up the steep stairwell without someone seeing up their skirts. Once the crowd had cleared a bit, they let their backpacks hang down at the back, so their cute bottoms would get at least some cover. I ran interference for them at the bottom of their stairs, as they ran up, their skirts bouncing up really providing very little protection indeed. One guy standing not far from me got a pretty good look at their bare behinds. He rubbed his eyes in disbelief, but made no move to follow, so I just ran up after them to make sure they were OK.
They kept moving pretty quickly, out the turnstiles and up another set of stairs. Asuka didn't even bother to hide her cute ass this time as she scrambled up to the top. I ran up after them, but my growing erection was making it hard to move too quickly. I finally caught up with them at the lights in front of the station.
"{We both have exams tomorrow, so we'd better go soon, but how about we just stop in a coffee shop for a minute?}" Asuka pointed to one on the opposite side of the intersection. I smiled, and nodded, my heart still thumping away from having witnessed their show back there.
The light turned green, and as we crossed, I realized that Asuka had been pointing to a coffee shop on the second floor. The front was all glass, and a lot of the customers were sitting at a counter looking out over the intersection. You could see all the girls' legs under the counter from the street. Surely, she wasn't planning on sitting there. The people in the intersection would surely notice.
Ai slowed down, so she could walk beside me, as Asuka rushed on ahead.
"Asuka always want to try this, but usually too dangerous. You protect us, right?"
Oh Jesus, don't tell me this was all a set up to get me to play bodyguard for Asuka's exhibitionist fantasies.
"The dean told me to get her to put on some panties."
