It had been a busy day at the office and I was glad to be home albeit for a short respite. I was due at the product launch for a client in about two hours. As I opened the door, I was delighted to see a small package with my name on it lying on the table. There was a Japanese stamp on it and I knew it had to be from my beautiful Japanese lover.
I excitedly unwrapped the small brown package. Inside the small parcel was a neatly folded piece of paper and underneath it a bubble wrapped envelope. I contemplated ripping open the bubble wrapped envelope, dying to find out what was inside but decided to read the letter first.
Dear Akemi,
I hope this letter finds you well and in good happiness. I have sent you a small gift for your pleasure. I too have one and I love the way it feels on me and also the way it makes me feel. A small word of warning. It can make you very wet so I sometimes wear a small pantsu on top so my juice don't flow all over my thighs.
Kenji and I think of you often, but not as often as I alone thinking of you. Thankyou for your e-mails and please continue to write.
Love long and often!
Your friend
Asuka Matsuda
It was nice to read Asuka's letter written in near perfect English. I missed her accent though and I smiled quietly to myself as I re-read the letter, pronouncing the words like she would have, feeling my excitement level increase. My fingers trembled slightly as I picked up the bubble wrapped envelope and ripped it open. I shook the contents out and I gasped as my eyes set upon a black, lacy garter with a string of pearls running down the front and back. The front had two strings of pearls running down the front which merged into a single string of pearls at the back. It was a pearl thong! I had only ever seen such a garment in an episode of Sex and The City.
I fingered the garment gently, feeling the soft, sexy lace of the garter. For a moment I contemplated ripping off the panties I was wearing to try on this lovely present from Asuka but decided that there was a time and place for everything. I would wear it tonight!
The present from Asuka lifted my spirits considerably. I danced into the shower and luxuriated in the hot needles of water spraying my body. I scrubbed myself clean, paying special attention to my pussy which was thick with cream from reading Asuka's letter. Thinking of my Japanese lover always made me gush – without fail. As I lathered my hairy pussy, a thought struck me. I was far too hairy to wear the pearl thong! The beads might pull at my hairs and I really didn't want that.
I picked up my shaver and very carefully started to shave myself. I had only ever shaved my hairs once before and truth be told, I had been shaved by someone. It had done in my university days when I had bought a new bikini. My room-mate had tried to help me shave my pubes and to shape it but had made such a mess that she had shaved me completely bald. She had caused quite a few nicks as well and I hadn't really enjoyed how my mound had burned for a few days.
I watched, fascinated, as my hairs fell off me in clumps. Razor technology had increased over the years and with the green moisturising strip on top of the razor coupled with the double blade, my pussy was smooth as silk in no time. It was actually very erotic shaving myself and I could feel myself sticky and damp, all the way inside of me. I squatted on the floor as I sprayed the shower all over my pussy, cleaning myself up. I ran the razor once more over my mound to clean up the tiny hairs that I had missed.
Patting myself dry, I stepped out of the shower and looked myself over in the mirror. My nipples were hard and erect with the excitement of shaving myself. I looked down at my bald pussy and was surprised to see how thick and swollen my vulva was. It looked like a camels toe only the lips stuck out seductively. The thickness and swelling was only obvious since there was no longer any briary patch covering it. There was a glistening of moisture between the folds of my lips – the evidence of how turned on I was.
Briefly, I considered touching myself to bring myself off, but a quick look at the clock told me I needed to rush. I sat on the bed and pulled on the pearl thong. The lace garter was so soft as it wrapped around my hips. I adjusted it around myself, ensuring that the pearls fit snugly in both my cracks. I was feeling so kinky and sexy wearing the pearl thong. It was an amazing feeling. The garters made me feel like I was wearing a pair of knickers but the cool breeze wafting at my bare pussy and ass told me otherwise.
I got off the bed and walked to my wardrobe, feeling the pearls move against me as I walked. The feeling was delicious and I remembered Asuka's warning to wear a pair of panties over the thong to absorb the moisture. I decided to ignore her advice and rather to pack a pair of panties in my handbag – just in case.
I looked through my wardrobe wondering what to wear. The product launch was being held at an upmarket nightclub. "Hmm, maybe 'smart slutty' is the way to go." I laughed to myself, having a go at that silly 'smart casual'. What the hell was smart casual anyway.
With 'smart slutty' in mind, I reached for one of my favourite cocktail dresses. It was black (surprise, surprise!) and figure hugging but flared out at my hips to about three inches above my knee. What I especially liked about this dress was the top. The dress had a thin collar around the neck which gave it the effect of a choker. The collar held up sheer organza like netting that ran all the way down to the bosom of the dress as well as to the back. Black lace covered the armholes and all around to where the sheer netting met the solid black material of the dress. It was an extremely sexy dress and it set off my figure brilliantly.
I pulled it on and adjusted my breasts into the moulded underwire of the dress. This dress needed a half cup bra or else the cups would show through the sheer netting. I opted to go bra-less as the underwire more than gave me enough support and I loved how people would often talk to my breasts when I wore this dress. I also loved how my breasts would lightly bounce and jiggle as I walked, especially if I wore heels – and I was definitely planning on heels tonight.
A light lipstick and mascara finished off my look and I stared back at my reflection admiringly. I looked hot and I felt just as hot! I grabbed my handbag and stuffed a pair of white cotton panties into it, remembering Asuka's warning again. Satisfied that I had everything, I gave myself another quick look over before leaving my home.
I opted to walk to the party as it was only about 8 blocks away. Not too far but by no means near either. It was a cool night and I would be able to save on taxi fare. Taxi's were sooo expensive these days. In retrospect, it may have been better to take a taxi as my pearl panty drove me almost delirious as I walked! Still, it was a great experience and by the time I had finished the 8 blocks, I was perspiring – and it wasn't due to the exertion!
Each step I took caused the twin strands to rub along my vulva. After about two blocks, the twin strands seemed to clamp on my clit while the rest of it merged into one and slid along my gash. I was soaking and the cool air swept against my bare crotch, causing extra tingles not just on my pussy, but all over my body. I was fortunate that the cool air also served to evaporate my juices quickly or I would have had them running down my thighs.
By the time I reached the nightclub, I had to lean against the door for support as I caught my breath and calmed myself down. I quickly found my way into the ladies room. The reflection looking back at me from the mirror showed a very flushed face and my eyes had a glassy look about them. God I was so horny!
I washed and dried my face, giving it some semblance of order before walking back out. My pussy was already screaming for some attention and each step just seemed to exacerbate things further. As I made my way to the bar, my ass took on a wiggle all of its own as I tried to ignore the beads rubbing all over my steaming pussy. It didn't help in any way that the club was filled with beautiful people – both guys and gals.
