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In chapter One, I narrated how I seduced my professor with my panties. Chapter Two detailed how I got into a relationship with Steve, from the office, also through the use of my panties. In Chapter Three, I fell under the spell of my roommates panties and had my first lesbian encounter. Chapter four described how my wet sticky panties helped me get my promotion.
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Two months into my new position as Accounts Director, we had a visit from a large Japanese corporate customer. Richard had asked that I looked after his wife while the senior corporate officers entertained the customer. I welcomed the chance to take time off and go shopping and sightseeing. I was also looking forward to the chance of learning about someone else's culture and meeting someone from so far away.
Not entirely sure of the protocol, I didn't dress too casually for my first meeting with Mrs Matsuda. I chose a knee length brown skirt with a beige sleeveless blouse. I threw a light sweater over my shoulders, just in case it got cold as well as in the event that my sleeveless blouse may have been too casual.
I had been briefed that the proper way to address Mrs Matsuda was Matsuda-San – interestingly enough, there was no differentiation between Mr and Mrs. They were both Matsuda-San. I had also been told that calling somebody by just their name, without adding a title, is yobisute literally "call and throw away", and is considered very bad manners unless the person has given you permission.
I reached the hotel about 15 minutes early, knowing how important punctuality is to the Japanese. Matsuda-San appeared in the lobby at 9.25 – 5 minutes early. She wore a one piece sleeveless dark blue dress with white patterns that showed off her figure nicely. Her breasts were relatively small by western standards but seemed to fill out the dress sufficiently well. Her hips were in proportion to her breasts and she had nice smooth legs that somehow flattered the dress even more. Her butt was small and round and stuck out just enough and at the right angle too. Definitely no sagging there.
I watched her quietly as she turned and walked about the lobby. Her dress was very snug around her ass and I could make out her panty line. I was delighted to note that she wore panties and not a g-string or thong. Her panty line nicely covered her tight ass and for a moment I felt a pang of lust going through me as I wondered how her panties might smell. Dismissing all lustful thoughts, I waited until it was 9.30 sharp. I smoothed my skirt down and walked toward her with a bright smile.
"Matsuda-San?" I enquired politely, standing a little away from her.
"Hai! Yes! ohayou gozaimasu." She smiled and bowed slightly before offering her hand.
"Good Morning!" I replied, returning her bow and shook her hand warmly.
"You are Bee-San, yes?" she asked.
"Yes, Vi. Please to meet you Matsuda-San." I replied, still holding her hand in my grasp.
"Prease to meet you too. And Prease, call me Asuka." She replied, her eyes twinkling. "Sank you so much for coming."
I warmed up to her very quickly. I loved her slight Japanese accent and found it very endearing, if not slightly sensual. I looked more closely at the pretty woman in front of me. Her skin was like porcelain and her shoulder length black hair framed her face, contrasting against her pale skin. Her eyes had a twinkle to them and a thin smile always seemed to dance on her lips.
"Would you prefer to go shopping or sightseeing?" I asked.
"Shopping is nice." She replied. "awready seen city before. Anyway, Japanese girls arrways like shopping!"
"I think ALL girls like shopping!" I countered.
We both laughed as we walked out of the hotel to get a taxi. We didn't have to wait long as a taxi soon appeared. The bellman opened the taxi door for Asuka and she stepped into the taxi. I felt a lump in my throat as I watched her swing her legs into the taxi, catching a glimpse of her white panties. I quickly walked to the other side and got into the taxi myself.
We had a great time shopping! Asuka bought quite a number of clothes and shoes – and she had a great fashion sense. She spent a lot of time in the lingerie section and I particularly enjoyed watching her select some panties and bras. I tried on a few things too but didn't end up buying anything. We both had a light lunch of salad and soup and then it was back to more shopping. By about 6 we were both tired out and decided to go back to the hotel.
"Prease. You help me with bags?" Asuka asked as we reached the hotel.
"Sure!" I replied as I carried half of the bags for her. I followed her up to her room and was surprised at the size of the room. It was huge! As Asuka walked toward the bed, the sun shone right through her and I could make out the silhouette of her legs through her dress, all the way up to her panties! I swallowed hard as a lump in my throat formed again.
"My husband, Matsuda-San, always rike to get suite" She explained, probably seeing my wide eyes. She placed the bags on the bed and I followed suit, taking a seat in the desk chair after placing the bags down.
"Something I eat not good." Asuka said as she rubbed her stomach. "Asuka go toilet rittle while?"
"Sure." I replied. "Take your time!"
Asuka retreated in the bathroom and I heard the door lock. I looked around the room and my eyes fell on a plastic, hotel laundry bag, standing in the corner of the room.
My mouth went dry and my heart started to quicken as I walked over to the plastic bag. I knelt on the floor as I opened the bag to inspect the contents. The first was a man's shirt followed by a black, lycra top. The black top smelled of her wonderful perfume. Digging deeper I found a white blouse and then I hit paydirt – two pairs of used panties!
I could feel my heart thudding in my chest as I inspected my find. One was a black panty that was sheer all over except for the crotch. The other was a pair of white cotton panties with little red rosed all over them. I picked up the black pair, noticing how thin and soft they were. I brought them up to my nose and inhaled deeply. They smelled divine! I looked at the gusset to see fine white streaks of dried pussy juice on them. I inhaled deeply once again, intoxicated with the slightly sourish yet sweet smell emanating from those panties.
I picked up the white pair and stared at them, opening them up properly to examine them. The leg holes had brown stains on them, while the gusset was yellowish, tending toward a light brown. Obviously these panties had been worn a long time. I was feeling a mix of revulsion and excitement as I brought them to my nose as I new they would probably smell strong. I wasn't wrong. Those panties reeked of sweat and urine. Yet, I felt my own juices starting to flow as I detected her pussy scent buried under the sweat and urine. I had to admit that the foulness of her panties was exciting me too. I held it close to my nose, breathing in deeply, almost wanting to run my tongue along the stained crotch.
"Sonna....!"Asuka suddenly exclaimed. "Oh!.. You like pantsu? I thought only Japanese man like the used pantsu."
I must have blushed scarlet, I could feel my face so hot. "I –I'm sorry. I was just..." I kicked myself for not hearing the flush as now I could hear the cistern filling quite clearly. There was really no way I could explain myself. I quietly put the clothes back in the bag and looked down at the floor.
"I beg your forgiveness Matsuda-San" I said softly, still kneeling and looking down at the floor.
"No. Is okay." Asuka answered. "Prease. Is okay. Just not used to a rady doing zis way. Normally, in Japan, only man smell panties."
Grateful that she wasn't angry at me I smiled softly at her.
"Did you rike it?" She asked me. "You rike smell my pantsu?"
"Y-yes." I replied. "Very much."
