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American
woman
Story
of a married man who plays an interesting game with his American
girlfriend
By Ken Maeda
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| Kyoko was gone again Monday morning for at least four days. Mary and I had not discussed the timing of our next date when she departed Saturday night. It was also odd that she did not ask me about my marital status though with the layout of the house she might have guessed that I was married. |
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Having a separate bedroom did allow me to keep it as a man would, but I had often been warned of a woman's eyes that she did not miss anything. I did not know
Ohno-sensei's phone number, and even though I could have found it out, it would have looked awkward for me to call Mary. I was confused all day about how to contact her and when I could not concentrate at work, I announced that I had a client meeting at 4 PM and headed home.
As I entered the lobby of the building, I saw no signs of Mary as I had desperately hoped for and slowly headed off to my apartment. I think I had given up on being able to do anything to meet Mary that evening, though I did leave my front door half-open just to indicate that someone was home – I told myself that if Mary passed by she might pop her head in.
When the doorbell rang an hour or so later, it was our neighbor Wada-san who got worried that I had left the door open by mistake. I made up an excuse about some foul smell in the kitchen that I wanted to get out and thanked her for her concern.
I started to fix an omelet for me when the doorbell rang again. I was ready for another friendly neighbor warning about the open door and this time as I walked towards the door, I was ready to give up my creative technique to lure Mary and close the door. To my pleasant surprise, it was Mary on her way back from work. Dressed in a
black business suit with a
Burberry scarf wrapped around her neck, she looked elegant as she poked her head into the doorway. "Hey, what are you doing? Enjoying the cool breeze?" "Oh I wanted to allow some cross-ventilation to get the foul smell out. You know I am not such a great cook so I think I burnt what I was cooking." Mary laughed for several minutes, stepped inside, patted my face as if I was cute dog, and said smilingly, "Oh my poor baby is hungry. OK I will fix something for you tonight. Ohno-sensei has gone to visit his daughter in Nagaoka so I am alone for a while. Come let's go to my apartment."
 All the apartments in the building are identical and Mary had the same
bedroom that Kyoko had. I was feeling a bit awkward being in Ohno-sensei's apartment but once I sat down in Mary's room, it felt fine since her room felt somewhat 'American' starting from some
Ralph Lauren sheets on the bed to posters of Connecticut Huskies on the wall.
I sat on the chair in the corner as Mary put her
Fendi handbag in the closet. She untied her
silk belt as she asked me about my day and rather than putting it in the closet, she made it into a small ball and threw it at me. I jumped to catch it but since I was not prepared for this unexpected move, I fell flat on my face. "Oh my God, oh my God. I am so sorry; I did not mean to hurt you", Mary rushed to help me get up. "Are you alright my little baby?" "Hey I was not ready but I am pretty good at it. Did you know that I was a good basketball player in school despite the fact that everyone thought of me as the academic type?" "No I didn't but you definitely look the type. Now I know
how that butt of yours became so
tight. Well let us find out how good you really are."
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Mary stepped back and unbuttoned her jacket. She slid her arms out of the jacket, raised it with her left hand and asked, "Are you ready? I have six more items of clothing and you have already failed to catch one of them. To prove that you really are as good as you claim to be, you need to catch more than half, or four in this case. If not, you will be punished for lying to me." "Well I do not mind the punishment whatever it is but what is the reward?" "Both the punishment and the reward will not be disclosed. This is my house and tonight I am in control. Remember how you were in control in your house?"
As I listened to what she said and admired her, I closed my eyes to soak in the view and contemplate my response. Moments later I heard her jacket plop on the bed next to me. "You have lost two points already. What are you thinking? I thought good basketball players were very alert." "Dame da.... Hey it's not fair. I was still thinking of a response to your question. You should have told me that the game had started. Don't you know that the referee blows a whistle?" "You complain too much, Ken-san, instead of being ready like a good player."
This time I stood up with my arms and legs stretched so that I could move swiftly in any direction. Mary unhooked her skirt at the back and let it fall on the floor. As she bent to pick it up I prepared myself. She teased me a bit, smiled in that typical naughty manner of hers, rolled up the skirt, and threw the ball right under my legs. It clearly blew under me while my arms were still extended upwards. I kneeled on the floor to pick it up and put it on the bed again feeling rather miserable at being so slow in my response. "You know I have not played in many years. But please believe me; I used to be a good player." "Oh baby I believe you but you have lost three chances already. If you do not get a 100% success rate on the rest, you are going to lose big time. I know you can do it. It is not so difficult. After all it is such a tiny room and everything that I am wearing is lighter than a basketball. Isn't it?"
I realized that but I also knew that all the large and heavy items were already gone. Mary had raised her top exposing her
black and white bra and she slowly got out of her top. The soft silky fabric when rolled into a ball was not even as large as a tennis ball. I was afraid that I was going to lose it. This time, Mary threw it way too high but the ball unrolled before it could go too far and as the blouse fell half way between us, I rushed and caught it before it fell on the floor. "Hurray…you have redeemed yourself. I think you are making progress." "I thinking I am getting my energy back."
Mary sat on the edge of the bed as she rolled down her
pantyhose. She had turned her back towards me and I noticed that she was wearing a
black thong. I knew that I could not admire her body too long lest she catch me by surprise. She tied the two legs in a small knot and without even looking where I was, she threw it back in my direction. I jumped in the air and grabbed her pantyhose and got so excited that I shouted, "I am going to win!" "Yes I want you to win but it is not clear if you deserve to win. You are still losing 1-3 by the way, if you forgot the score!"
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Mary walked to the closet and picked a towel. Wrapping it around her, she turned her back to me. "Can you
unhook my bra for me please?" When I unhooked the bra, she elegantly covered her front with the towel. "This is not going to be easy, my baby. You still have to get two more right." She assumed the posture of a military woman as if she was about to shoot. The
bra came to me with such high speed that I had to take back a few steps to control my reaction but I did manage to catch it perfectly. I knew I was almost there but I also knew that her
thong was probably the tiniest piece of clothing ever made. Even if I missed it by an inch, I would lose the game and make a fool of myself after all that bragging about me. (Related:
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Mary reached inside the towel and through tricks that only women know, she was able to get out of her
thong without any effort. Fortunately this time, Mary did not try to make a ball out of it like in previous instances. She was spinning it on her finger as if she was some kind of a magician. "You don't catch
my thong and you are dead, baby. I will know for sure that you never played any sports in school. I think all you knew was how to solve differential equations or was it trigonometry?" she teasingly asked me as she sniffed it. "This smells good and I know you men like this smell. I wore it all day and I can see in your eyes how desperate you are to smell it."
I knew that she was clearly trying to distract me. She pointed her hands towards the left of the room and then even before I could react to move to that side, she had already moved her hand to the right but she failed to realize that I was so slow. So the
thong landed right in my lap and quickly caught and let myself fall on the bed so that it wouldn't fall on the floor. "Oh wow, looks like you are a good basketball player. It's just that you seem to lose the first half of the game.
Well you can play with my
underwear while I will put some noodles to cook. I will also take a quick shower in the meantime." "So you really thought you would get a chance to punish me tonight. Well now you better think of some nice reward while you are taking your shower. And by the way I like the smell but I will still wish to be awarded my well-deserved reward," I said as I brought the thong to my nose and teasingly took a deep breath. Mary stuck her tongue out and hurried out of the room.
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Dressing up Mary and then a dinner of noodles |
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