Ahead of the Curve - Chapter 16: Tokyo, Part 1 (MF oral creampie)

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Chapter 16: Tokyo, Part 1

Despite the late notice, Rainey was able to switch her shifts and get the time off needed to go with me. I booked airfare and two hotel rooms as soon as she confirmed she could travel to Japan with me and my girls. The excitement in my household was palpable. I knew it would be hard for Gwen and Vic to focus on school as the end of the semester grew closer and the trip to Japan did as well.

For me, I spent what time I could with Rainey. She'd had to swap shifts to get the days off she needed, and it meant she only had one free night before we left for our trip. We met for lunch a couple of times, enjoyed daytime sex at her place, but otherwise, we only had one night to relax and make love and not feel incredibly rushed.

I thought about her words to me after I'd invited her to Japan. I love you, Darren. She repeated them a time or two in the days after, and each time, I failed to say the same. I don't really know what held me back. Maybe that's not true. Maybe, deep down, it was still too soon for me to say that to someone else. Deep down, those words were still reserved. On hold. Patiently waiting for the final, desperate chance to say them to Audrey again. I didn't consciously think about that, but I think I understood that that was what stayed my response.

Did I love Rainey? Yes, I suppose. In the normal sense, more casual sense. I loved being with Rainey, enjoyed her companionship, her laughter, her willingness to give me her body and enjoy when I shared mine. We were compatible, comfortable, almost like we were old friends from way back. Perhaps only with my dead wife had I fell so easily into a relationship with so few reservations. It had all the elements I needed to tell Rainey that I loved her.

But I didn't say it, and she didn't hold it against me. She didn't ask why I wasn't returning her words, why I never said anything. She deserved to know the reason, I thought, but Rainey never pushed me and I didn't offer to explain. She seemed to accept that, sometimes, a relationship isn't always progressing at equal speeds for each partner. Rainey had fallen in love with me quickly and she wanted me to know. I'd fallen for her, too, but my slight reservation in confirming that for her left me behind where she saw us.

I didn't stress on it too much. I really did enjoy our time together, and I even started to wonder where we might be as a couple in the weeks, months, and possibly years in our future. Would I marry her? Would we live together? Those thought were cheerful ones, honestly, and though I didn't say that I loved Rainey where she could hear it, I hoped that the way I treated her, the way I encouraged her to keep close to me, said without words how I felt. She could never know, I thought, about the one person who still, despite my desire to move on, kept a desperate grip on those three powerful words.

- - -

Despite the late booking, I was able to secure first class tickets for all four of us, and on December 22nd, we lifted off in Houston, on our way to our only stop in Calgary, Alberta. Gwen and Vic had not slept in a couple of days, but since we almost never flew first class, they were excited and eager to enjoy all the extra attention, and premium food, of the first class experience. Rainey and I snoozed most of the way to Calgary, and once we were on the longer flight to Tokyo, we mostly slept our way there, as well. Gwen and Vic finally crashed out at some point, and despite the nearly twenty hours spent on planes and in airports, our luxurious seats and the extra room made it clear the expensive tickets were worth the cost.

Audrey, Joyce, and Herman were somewhere back in coach. Theresa had gone back to Tokyo a few days after Thanksgiving. She'd arranged transportation for us from the airport to her home, and once we'd gathered our luggage that morning in Tokyo, we were flagged down by the driver and escorted into a sleek black van with room for all of us and our luggage. The girls sat together in the very back, Joyce and Herman in the middle row with Rainey, and I took the passenger seat in the front.

I could hear Gwen and Vic talking excitedly about how much fun they'd had in first class. I cringed. They didn't mean to do so, but it somewhat sounded like they were bragging. If I had been Audrey, I might have been a little put off by the way my daughters described the food and endless soft drinks and juices, especially considering how uncomfortable economy seating was on even short flights, let alone ones of many hours.

It was a fifty-minute drive with traffic to Theresa's home, a narrow townhouse in a long row of such dwellings. The driver took our luggage on to our hotel where we'd be going later that day when we could check in.

Theresa had a picnic packed for us and had us walk with her to a large, beautiful courtyard which was surrounded on three sides by townhouses like her own, the other side backing a road. The courtyard was dense and lovely. There were lush maples and cherries, carved and shaped bushes and shrubs, and birds chirping and flying to and fro of several species. It featured a curved stone path which disappeared into what Theresa described as a 'secret garden' further back. There was a koi pond and several found ponds, small waterfalls trickling gently as backdrop. The place was simply gorgeous.

We sat together under a gazebo and ate an assortment of Japanese fruits such as strawberries, kaki, and mikan, as well as miso soup, dried seaweed wafers called nori, sticky rice, and several different sauces for dipping. We drank sake and orange juice and spring water and talked like old friends.

Audrey and I had said nothing to each other directly. Other than in the van on the ride from the airport, despite having been on the same flights and in the airports at the same times, we hadn't really travelled together. I might have nodded her way, and she mine, but beyond that, nothing had passed between us.

Audrey knew about Rainey. Gwen and Vic had told her weeks earlier. I'd not been given her reaction, but I was glad that it was in the open before the vacation. From the few glances of her I'd had, I saw nothing on her face which was clearly intended for me or for Rainey.

But during that first morning's breakfast, I caught a look from Audrey that I'll never forget. At one point during the conversation, Rainey laughed and put her hand on my knee. I'd been looking beyond where Theresa and Audrey sat, towards a beautiful maple which spread low to the ground compared to the surrounding trees, and my eyes momentarily slid to Audrey when I'd felt Rainey's hand.

Audrey's eyes jumped to my lap and stopped there.

The slight smile which had been on Audrey's face drooped. Her lips turned sad. Her eyes narrowed and tightened. Her shoulders sagged. She let out a long, defeated breath.

I may be exaggerating the details, but I knew the emotion passing over Audrey in that split second. I'd felt the same thing when I'd seen her with Travis weeks before. It could be a decidedly crushing moment. Hearing about someone you loved... love... moving on was one thing. Seeing it was more intense and harder to keep distant.

Audrey saw that small moment of the barest intimacy I shared with Rainey, and it solidified how things were. Even with a boyfriend, even with the months which had passed since we'd broken up, Audrey still held out some measure of hope for us.

I felt awful. On the one hand, Rainey was my lover and my partner on that trip. I should have enjoyed her touch. On the other, Audrey's unhappiness, even when hidden and lost from display mere seconds later, was bruising, and my heart went out to her. I knew what that felt like, and it sucked.

Audrey's mask returned, but I couldn't help thinking about what I'd seen on her face, in her shoulders, when she saw Rainey's hand on my leg.

The rest of the day was a bit of a fog for all of us, I think. We were jet lagged and exhausted. After a lunch of more rice and miso and a stir fry of beef and onions and garlic, I wanted to head to the hotel to check in and probably crash for the night. Rainey agreed, and Gwen and Vic went with me, as well. The others were going to visit with Theresa a while longer.

- - -

Our rooms were next to each other on the twenty-third floor of a brand new hotel with a nice view of of Tokyo Bay. I gave my normal speech to my daughters about letting me know if they wanted to leave the hotel and to stay together and to keep an eye out for warning signs. They were fairly experienced travels, and I expected they'd be fine, but like all parents, I would have worried even more about them if I hadn't given them the standard platitudinous cautions they knew so well.

Rainey went to shower and I ordered room service. They quickly delivered a bottle of scotch, an assortment of Japanese beers, and some nice glasses along with a bucket of ice. I poured three fingers and went out on the balcony to relax, looking out over the bay.

Audrey hadn't really been on my mind much since Rainey and I had come together. I'm not saying she was gone from my thoughts, but she had faded back, the sucking, months-long hollow sensation in my gut had slowly become a dulled scar, still discernible, but no longer fighting for awareness. The moment in the courtyard that day had made that scar pulse a time or two, an old ache flashing a reminder of what used to burn so hot, and it made me feel guilty for even worrying about my ex-girlfriend when I had a great new girlfriend who loved me and wanted my company. I owed Rainey that, but I couldn't completely flush away what I'd seen from Audrey that day.

"There you are," Rainey said as she swept open the door and stepped out onto the balcony in the cool early-evening. She wore a thin, silky robe, open in the front, orange and yellow and deep brown in color. It waved gently in the breeze, her heavy breasts and trimmed bush visible as soft curves and a dark shadow just inside.

I took her hand and brought it to my lips, kissing it. "I'm so glad you came with me," I told her, pushing aside thoughts of Audrey, "this is going to be a fun week."

Rainey sat beside me, a pleasant smile on her face, intentionally letting her robe fall open. I grabbed a beer from the tray beside me and opened it, offering it to her in a glass. She sipped and purred, "Ahhh... That's more like it..."

We held hands, tired but glad to be somewhere new together, watching ships and boats dancing slowly in the harbor. Evening settled in and the darkness made the city really come alive with lights and sounds and the glow of moonlight over the bay. It was a very romantic feeling.

So much so that I felt guilty when I realized Rainey had twice asked me if I wanted to get dinner. "Hmm," I murmured, trying to crawl out from my doze. "Dinner?"

She laughed. "I suppose that's a no."

"Not too hungry, but if you want to go..."

"Nah, I'll be fine. Suppose you're too tired for any fun tonight, though..."

I grinned. I was rather sleepy, but I didn't want to disappoint my lover. "No way, I'm just reserving energy."

Rainey watched me a moment, then she slid to her knees in front of me. "I'll give you a pass tonight. Besides, I like giving you treats... Just relax."

She spread my legs and unzipped my fly. If she smelled or tasted the day's travel on me, she never showed it when she slid my cock into her mouth. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensation of Rainey's wet lips moving slowly up and down my length. I had no trouble responding to her wonderful suction, my erection pulsing and throbbing small spurts of precum into her mouth.

I tried to keep quiet since we were out on the balcony. I knew we had some privacy from line of sight, but sound was a different matter. Still, I couldn't help letting out the occasional pleasant moan.

Rainey stood, looked around at the nearby balconies, then dropped her robe. It was rather cold out already, but she didn't act cold. Then she frowned. "Shoot. I forgot to grab a condom... Unless... Would you like to go bareback in me tonight?"

"I'd love to..."

She chuckled, "I thought you might say that..."

Rainey turned around and bent her knees, letting her ass settled down in my lap, my penis between her butt cheeks. She moved her hips in circles, then rose up, took hold of my dick, and slid her hot pussy down my length.

God it felt great to finally be inside Rainey's vagina without a condom. The difference might have been subtle, but it was discernible. The extra heat, the sensation of wetness, the way the cream in her pussy smeared so clearly on my flesh. She bounced up and down on me and I swelled inside her quickly.

I felt her trembling soon, her body rocking, and I knew she was about to cum. Rainey and I had, several times, enjoyed mutual or near-mutual orgasms, and this one was perfectly in sync. Rainey moaned quietly, her vagina clenching, her hips jerking back and forth as her knees and legs pumped her up and down on me. I ejaculated into her spasming cunt, filling her with cum in thick, forceful spurts, burying my face against her back to keep my grunts from being overheard. My cock throbbed as it released, and Rainey fell back against me, trembling, as our shared climaxes peaked and pleasure flushed us with satisfaction.

We kissed as my penis softened and cum began to leak from her swollen pussy. "I love you, Darren... I've wanted you to cum in me for so long..."

"Mmm... That was wonderful," I replied, avoiding a reply to her first statement and doubling down on agreeing with her second, "Your pussy feels amazing bareback... so amazing..."

We kissed again and Rainey slowly rose off of me. She picked up her beer, eyeing it before slamming back the last quarter, my semen dribbling down her right thigh. Rainey yawned then said, "I think I might just be sleepy enough to get some sleep. You?"

I nodded, slowly tucking my cock away and, with Rainey's helping hand, I stood and followed her back into the room, closing the balcony door behind me.

- - -

I woke sometime in the night, darkness in the room lightened only by a soft red glow from the alarm clock, pointed away from me, and thin ribbons coming from the edges of the drawn curtains, the city of Tokyo outside well-lit no matter the time of day. Rainey was on her left side, her ass against my groin, her breathing slow and lovely. I nuzzled her neck gently, running my hand down her side, carefully sliding it over her soft buttocks. I stretched instinctively, my cock rising and soon tapping lightly against Rainey's thigh.

She stirred a bit but didn't wake. I wondered briefly if she would like me to wake her up by penetrating her. Some women liked that. Some hated it. I was torn. A soft sigh came from her lips and though she still slept, I thought Rainey was giving me an unconscious sign that I should proceed.

I wet my fingers and moistened my cock, then ran more saliva down to Rainey's pussy. Carefully, I placed the head of my penis against her hairy labia and pushed gently inside her.

Rainey moaned in her sleep but otherwise didn't show signs of waking. I pushed deeper, my dick surrounded by my lover's hot folds, her vagina wet inside, easily letting me slide in. I rested a hand on Rainey's hip, then began to slowly rut with her.

“Mmm... Oh...” Rainey began to wake, her arm sliding back to find my hip. Her fingers tickled my skin, then she reached further along my body, cupping the side of my buttocks and pulling me against her. “Mmm... Oh...”

Rainey's hips moved slowly, meeting my gentle rhythm. I cupped her breasts over her nightshirt and whispered, “I just couldn't resist...”

“Mmm... I love you, Darren... Mmm...”

My penis throbbed and swelled, taking no time at all to tingle and strain inside Rainey's body.

“Cum in me, Darren... cum in me...”

I ejaculated in slow pulses, the pleasure of release moving easily through me but not in a rush. More like a trickle of honey poured at an angle, spreading out in thick, viscous pleasure. I emptied myself in Rainey's vagina and held against her, throbbing, kissing her neck, her hands sliding up to pull my face to hers as she turned back for a kiss.

“Would you like to cum?” I whispered.

“Later... Mmm... that was so nice, though... You can wake me like that any time...”

“I'll remember that...”

“Mmm,” Rainey said, sleepy, her movement stilling again, her hand falling back down to her hip. Her breathing became regular and deep within seconds. I carefully pulled my penis out of her pussy with a wet plop and covered my lover to her neck as she liked, then crawled off my side of the bed.

I was awake, despite the hour. The clock showed four-thirty, but with the difference in time between Tokyo and Houston, it felt like an odd time to sleep. I knew it could take a couple of days to adjust. Quietly, I put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, then wrapped myself in a long jacket, my socks and shoes slipped on silently.

I grabbed my wallet, phone, and room key, then left Rainey to sleep. The hallway was quiet as I walked towards the elevator. I sent a text to my daughters as I waited for the lift, asking them to message me when they were up so that we could eat breakfast together.

I caught the elevator and went down to the lobby. Asking the desk clerk, in English, if any coffee shops might be open, the woman, in excellent if accented English, told me that there was one less than a block away which opened at four and catered to the early-rising business travelers who often stayed in that district.

Leaving the hotel, I was met by a blast of cool wind which made my face scrunch up. Houston rarely got so cold, and though it was not too bad, I shivered and tucked my hands into my jacket pockets as I walked.

The coffee shop was not far and I ducked inside. The place was perhaps half-full, an assortment of men and women in suits and official business attire, most sipping coffee or tea, others talking in low voices. I heard several different languages, and saw people whose home countries, or at least, their ancestors' home countries, were just as varied.

And then I spotted Audrey.

She was sitting by herself in the corner, coffee in one hand, a book in the other. She wore a long, thick tan coat trimmed in faux fur. She wore her reading glasses, auburn hair gathered into a pony tail which hung over one shoulder and down her front. Her legs were crossed, one over the other, and she took no notice of me as I went to the counter to order.

Coffee in hand, I debated whether to approach her. Perhaps the time was right to talk to her again. Perhaps we'd moved far enough from each other, deep enough in our own relationships, to finally learn how to be friends again. Fully, not just the masks we'd worn when necessary.

“Audrey, hello...” I said in a low voice.

She looked up, surprise evident on her face. “Oh... hi, Darren... Uh... Want to sit?”

I nodded and took the seat opposite her. The book in her hand was an academic study of the physics of baseball. I smiled when I saw it. “You know how to get every edge you can...”

Audrey nodded, a small smile returned to me, “I try... Really interesting to understand why curveballs move the way they do, or how hip movement can affect swing angle. I'm just trying to get better.”

I watched her a moment, then changed the subject. “What do you think of Tokyo so far?”

Audrey shrugged, “Not had much time to really see it. We spent the evening with Mom at her place, then went to the hotel. Same one you're in, I think.”

“It is. How's the view from your room?”

“Not much to see,” she replied, “I'm only on the third floor.”

“Ah.”

“Yours?”

“We lucked out and got the twenty-third. Beautiful view of the bay.”

“Ah... must be nice.”

I nodded.

Audrey looked down at her book, then closed it. She started to say something, then shook her head.

“What?” I prompted.

“Nothing.”

I stared at her, hoping she'd continue.

Audrey went on after a few seconds of looking at her hands, “You seem really happy with Rainey...”

I leaned back and exhaled. “Yeah... I think I am...”

“She seems nice...”

“She is... she's been good to me, and to my girls...”

“That's good...”

I felt a little awkward talking about my current girlfriend with my former, but it didn't stop me from saying to Audrey, “You and Travis still doing good?”

Audrey nodded.

Her expression didn't match the words she spoke. “Yeah. He's great.”

“Great,” I repeated, unsure what else to say. “He seemed very taken with you at Thanksgiving.”

“Yeah. He wanted to come to Japan... his parents even offered to pay for him... but...”

“But?”

Audrey shrugged. “I just... I just told him I wanted to visit Mom while I was here, that we'd be pretty busy with that...”

I knew that what Audrey had told Travis was a lie. With the late notice, Theresa had been unable to get more than Christmas day and one other off during our visit, and she'd be working the rest. There would have been plenty of opportunities for Audrey and Travis to spend time together. Something else was going on, but I decided it wasn't a good idea to press her. I knew it might open up something more difficult for us to deal with.

“I see,” I responded noncommittally, “well, that's too bad. He seems like a nice young man.”

Audrey nodded and flashed what I knew was her best faux smile.

“So,” I changed the subject, “anything you are looking forward to while you're here? Other than visiting your mom?”

“The Museum of Emerging Science and Innovation looks interesting. I'd love to go to Disneyland, too, though Mom and my grandparents won't want to do that...”

“Gwen and Vic wanted to see Disneyland. I was hoping to take them a couple of days after Christmas. Would you like to go with us?”

“Sure,” Audrey said, “that would be fun.”

“It's a date, then,” I replied, not realizing the impact of those words before they slipped out.

Audrey looked hurt briefly.

“I'm sorry...” I said in a sincere tone, “I didn't mean...”

“It's fine, really. I know what you meant. It's fine,” Audrey said, sipping coffee as if I hadn't noticed the look on her face seconds before.

My phone buzzed to distract me from the moment. It was Gwen. My daughters were awake and hungry. “That's Gwennie. We're going to get some breakfast soon. Uh... would you be interested?”

Audrey shook her head. “Thanks, no. My grandparents should be around soon. We're going to eat with Mom before she goes to work.”

“Alright... Hey,” I said, trying to show a genuine smile, “it's been nice... catching up, Audrey.”

She looked at me, her face a mask. “Yeah. See you later today?”

I nodded and stood, then left without another word.