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Subject: {ASSM} At my cousin's wedding {Emi Tsuruta} (F, exhib, no sex) 
Date: Sun,  4 Jan 2004 14:10:05 -0500
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At my cousin's wedding

Finally, the day for my cousin Namie's wedding came.  Like I told you, this 
was the whole reason I went back to Japan last August.  My mom was having a 
fit because all our relatives were coming into town, and she'd have to 
entertain them.  I was glad when mom and dad decided to leave early, because 
it meant I could get ready in peace.

I took out the dress my boyfriend Ryosuke bought for me, teh one I told you 
about.  It's made of this beautiful silky white material that kind of 
sparkles in the light.  I got worried though that maybe it was maybe a bit 
too risque to wear in front of all my relatives.  Some of them are from the 
countryside, so they're not used to how people dress in the big city.  
Still, Ryosuke was coming to see me after the wedding, so I couldn't just 
chicken out and not wear it.  It'd cost him a lot of money, and it did look 
nice.  Still I decided to pack it in my bag, and just wear my jeans on the 
way to the hotel.  I didn't want to take any chances after what I'd been 
through the other day.  I'd more or less promised myself I was going to be a 
good girl for the rest of my stay.  That's not how it worked out though.

I left the house and walked to the station to catch a train to Tokyo.  My 
sister Norika got to come later, but I had to handle the reception desk with 
one of my other cousins, Hideki.  I think I've told you a little bit about 
Hideki before.  He was there that time I was running around his house with 
no bottoms on.  That was a long time ago now, but that was the probably the 
last time I saw him.  My friend Michiyo was going on about how she thinks 
he's cute, but to me, he was always just a mischievous little brat.  When we 
were younger, he always used to tease me, calling me names or putting toads 
in my hair and stuff like that.  My mom said he's older and more mature now, 
but I found that a little bit hard to believe.

When I got there, a woman who worked for the hotel showed me to the waiting 
room for our side of the family.  I was the first one there, so I decided to 
get changed.  The waiting room wasn't really a change room I guess.  It did 
have some partitions up and a table for us to leave our coats on, but it 
also had a big picture window looking out over the garden and the street.  
There were no drapes either.  I probably should have gone to the washroom to 
change, but I figured it would only take a second.  I closed the door, and 
quickly got ready.

I looked out the window at the building across the way, but it was kind of 
far away, and I couldn't really see anyone.  I quickly took off my sweater 
and blouse, and pulled the dress on over my head.  Because this dress is 
backless, you could see my bra strap running across my back.  I looked kind 
of silly like that.  Should I just hide my bra with the jacket or take off 
my bra completely?  I just left it, and pulled the dress down to cover up my 
hips, and then took off my jeans.  The slits of the side of the dress ran so 
high I had to pull the waistband of my panties way up, so they wouldn't 
show.  Suddenly, I heard someone call me from behind.

"Oh, Emi, it's you.  You're here already."

I twirled around, and it was Hideki.  I stared at him anxiously wondering if 
he'd seen me fooling with my panties.

"What are you doing here?" I demanded, already a bit upset with him for 
coming in without even knocking.

"Hey, relax, we're going to be working together.  Remember?"

"Well, get out!  Can't you see I'm changing?"

"Yeah, you'd better do something about that bra.  You look the real starlet 
with it showing like that."

I chased him out, and slammed the door behind him.  I was so angry, but as 
much as I hated to admit, he was right;  I couldn't leave my bra showing 
like that.  I hid behind one of the partitions, and finally took it off.  
The front part of the top was in this triangle shape, and I had trouble 
getting it to cover up my breasts.  When I leaned forward, from the side, 
you could see the roundness of almost my whole breast.  I decided to put on 
the black lacy jacket Ryosuke had bought to go with it, and that seemed to 
look OK.  I still felt nervous though.  The whole reason I'd bought this 
particular dress was to cover up my breasts.  Oh well, I guess I'll just 
have to keep the jacket on.

Outside, the hotel lady showed us to our desk, and explained what we were 
supposed to do.  I was listening to her, but I could feel Hideki staring at 
my hips.  I reached around to the back, and I realized that the opening at 
the back went down so low that you could see where the crack of my bum 
starts.  I pulled the jacket down, but it wasn't quite long enough.  Oh 
great!  Now I'm going to have Hideki staring at my bum all day.

Our desk was just one in a line of other reception desks.  It was a big 
hotel, and I guess there must have been a lot of other weddings scheduled 
for that day.  At the table next to ours, there was this really handsome 
western guy sitting there.  I kind of glanced over wondering what he was 
doing here.  You don't normally see too many westerners in Tokyo.  He kind 
of caught me looking at him, and I smiled and then looked away.  He seemed 
like a perfect gentlemen.  While we were helping our wedding guests get 
checked in, he was doing the same thing for this other wedding.  His 
partner, a Japanese guy, did most of the talking, but when he finally said 
something, it was in English!  I thought 'great!'  Maybe I could introduce 
myself, and tell him I'm going to school in the States.

Unfortunately, he seemed too busy helping all their guests check in.  Hideki 
noticed me watching the American(?), and sneered in Japanese,

"Tsuriawanai yo (He's out of your league)."

This got me really upset.  What does he think?  I can't go out with western 
guys?  There's tons of guys at school who'd love to go out with me.  If I 
ever broke up with Ryosuke, I wouldn't have any trouble finding a new 
boyfriend.  What does Hideki know anyway?  He lived in southeast Asia for a 
year or two, but I never hear him talking about any girlfriends.  The whole 
thing just got me more and more upset, and all the more determined to get 
this guy's attention.

I thought about it for a while, and then finally took off my jacket.  My 
face started to feel hot, especially since a lot of the other guys in the 
room started looking over at me and my bare shoulders.  I held my arms close 
to my body to hide my breasts from the side, but the whole feeling of having 
my bum and breasts showing was getting me more and more nervous.  Hideki 
leered at me with this bug-eyed grin, but my mystery man kept looking 
straight ahead, looking out for their guests.

My uncle, Hideki's father, came over to our desk, and bowed low to thank me 
for helping them out.  I quickly stood up, and bowed back.  As I 
straightened up though, I realized that my prince charming over there had 
finally turned, and was looking at me.  I suddenly realized that my top must 
have fallen open at the side, and maybe he'd gotten a peek at my breasts.  I 
quickly straightened out my top, but there was something about the way he 
was looking at me, that made me pretty sure he'd seen my naked breast.  His 
whole expression had changed as if he was trying to hide how he was feeling. 
  I looked back at Hideki, but he was half listening to his dad, while 
sneaking the occasional peek at the crack of my bum.  I tried to pull the 
dress up to cover, but I was feeling more and more exposed standing like 
that in this big hotel lobby.  I wished my uncle would go away so I could at 
least sit back down again.  I talked with my uncle for a bit, but when I 
finally sat back down, my heart was tripping away.  I'm usually so careful 
when it comes to acting the good girl around my family, but maybe this time 
I'd gone too far agreeing to wear this dress.

I sat there in silence for a long time, while Hideki greeted all the 
arriving guests.  My mystery man would glance over at me every once in a 
while, making me even more nervous.  I didn't know what I should do..  I 
couldn't really go over and introduce myself now that I'd kind of made a 
fool of myself in front of him.  I kept kicking myself for letting Ryosuke 
talk me into taking this silly dress.

After I'd been sitting there for a while brooding on my thoughtlessness, 
suddenly I felt something freezing slide over my bum and down the back of my 
dress.  I stood up like a shot, but I could still feel whatever it was 
caught in my panties between my legs.  I looked over at Hideki and sure 
enough he was holding a cup of ice cubes.  He must have slid one down the 
back of my dress, the little creep.

"What on earth do you think you're doing?" I cried out, jumping around 
trying to shake the ice cube loose from my panties.

"You looked kind of heated up, so I though I'd help you cool down."  He 
nodded towards Prince Charming.  I was furious, but the feeling of the ice 
cube rubbing against my most sensitive place was getting me all flustered, 
so I stormed off to our cloak room.  Luckily, there was no one there, so I 
slid down my panties, and pulled out the ice cube.  I felt so incredibly 
angry.  This was all Hideki's fault.  He was ruining everything.  OK, well 
maybe I had got a little carried away mooning for Mr. Right there, but why 
did Hideki have to go, and humiliate me in front of everyone?

I felt my panties, and there were now soaking wet.  I slid the panties down 
my bare legs, and stepped out of them.  I felt really confused and exposed, 
but maybe even a bit naughty and excited standing in the hotel like that 
with nothing on under my dress.  It reminded me of the other day when I'd 
gone ot eat supper with Ryosuke's friends with nothing on under my 
mini-skirt.  This image of our passionate encounter in the Karaoke box 
flashed in to my mind and it was getting harder and harder to calm down.  
This is no time to be thinking about that.  I've got to go buy some fresh 
panties before I end up doing something crazy.

I picked up my purse, and put my panties inside for now.  I'd walked around 
a couple of hours with no panties that day.  I could probably manage a quick 
dash down to the convenience store and back like this.  I took another look 
at the dress, but suddenly the slits seemed higher than I remembered.  My 
hips are fairly wide, and so you could see my tan lines from the sides a 
bit.  I couldn't figure out if I looked decent or not.  Anyway, if I just 
make it quick probably no one will notice.

My plan was a good one I think, but unfortunately, my aunt spotted me half 
way across the lobby.  She came over, and started asking who hadn't arrived 
yet.  I told her to ask Hideki, but she said he seemed all mixed up, so she 
got me to come back over to the desk, and sort it out.

Hideki, of course, started staring at my bum again, making me all the more 
nervous about how naked I was under the dress.  The American seemed to be 
watching me too.  I managed to concentrate enough to sort out who all was 
missing, but by then, it was getting time for the wedding reception to 
start.  My aunt wanted the two of us to come in, and stand by the door in 
case anyone else showed up.

I really wanted to get away, but I couldn't just disappear with everything 
starting.  I straightened out my dress as best I could, and followed my aunt 
into the hall.  I felt really self-conscious as like all my family and all 
these people I didn't even know kept looking over at me.  I just wanted to 
disappear, to blend into the wall.  The lights went down, and Namie and her 
groom came in, but there were all these people taking pictures this way with 
me standing there in this unholy dress.  I swear I felt like they were 
taking pictures of me on purpose.

The welcome speech finished, but then, my aunt told me to go sit with my 
family.  I was sure that Norika or my mom would notice (When I sat on the 
chair the slit opened even wider, so you could tell there was no way I could 
be wearing anything underneath), but luckily, they were too wrapped up in 
the excitement of the wedding and everything.  I kept waiting for a chance 
to slip away, but a few more guests showed up late, and I had to go out and 
check them in.  Some of them were friends of the groom, and they were all 
joking that their friend had made the wrong choice when he chose Namie.  I 
just smiled weakly as they ogled my bare shoulders and legs.  Finally, they 
went in, but I had to go with them to show them to their seats.

You'd think I'd get used to walking around like that, with everyone staring 
at me, but it wasn't like that at all.  Every time anyone complimented me on 
my dress or even looked at me, I thought for sure that they could tell I was 
naked underneath.  I started thinking more and more about it, till that was 
all I could think about.  I even started praying for Ryosuke to come and 
rescue me, but he wasn't supposed to come for a long while yet.

Somehow I managed to last through the whole reception in my unseemly outfit. 
  At the end though, Hideki came over and started in on me again.

"What happened to your panty lines?"

My parents and uncles and aunts were all nearby, so I just frowned at him, 
hoping he wouldn't say anything.  My dress was even sort of sticking to my 
skin by then, so much so that you could more or less see where the crack of 
my bum was.  Finding this out got me even hotter.

"Reminds me of that time you ran bottomless around our house."

I glared at him even more, but I suddenly remembered how excited I'd gotten 
that running around their house with all my cousins there so shocked that I 
wasn't wearing any bottoms.  Even one of Hideki's friends saw my most secret 
place when I tripped on the stairs and went flying forward.  Oh god, I hope 
there still not talking about that!

"That wasn't my idea; that was your mom!" I whispered sharply.  Aunt Sachi's 
ears pricked up, and she glanced over at us, but didn't saying anything.  
She knows that the rest of our family is a lot more conservative about these 
things.  She pulled Hideki over towards her to get him to behave, and 
eventually I finally managed to slip away.  I put on my jacket, went to the 
washroom, and checked my panties in my purse, but they were still kind of 
wet.  I didn't see Prince Charming anywhere.  He must be still in his 
wedding.

I was about to go down to the convenience store when Ryosuke showed up.  
Unfortunately, my mom spotted him first and dragged him off to meet all my 
aunts and uncles.  I made some excuse, and finally went down to buy some 
fresh undies for myself.  The clerk in the convenience store gave me the 
strangest look.  I didn't care so much though.  I was just glad to be able 
to finally put something on.

When I got back, my family was grilling Ryosuke with all sorts of questions 
about what he wanted to do in the future and what his father did.  We had to 
eat supper with them, and by the time, we got away, it was getting pretty 
late, and I was kind of tired from all that had happened.  We just ended up 
riding the train for a while, and then went our separate ways.  I would have 
liked to have spent some time alone with Ryosuke in that hotel, but anyway, 
we didn't have the money for a room or anything, and my parents were 
expecting me back early.  Ryosuke did promise to come and visit me at my 
house a few days later.

I have a whole bunch more I want to tell you about the trip but I think I'll 
stop here for now, and write again soon.  Hope you are well.  See you.

Emi Tsuruta
My stories:
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