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I'm sending along a new post of mine.  Hope you are well.

 
Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/
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My Host Familyby Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd
like to know more about my friends and me, please drop by my home
page at:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/


One morning I was getting ready for school when I made an
interesting discovery.  I'd just gotten out of the shower,
toweled off, and pulled a t-shirt on.  Jennifer, the teenage
daughter in the house I'm staying in knocked on the bathroom
door, saying she needed to get something.  My t-shirt was a bit
short, so I could see my own pussy in the mirror, but I figured
since it was just us girls, Jennifer wouldn't mind.  I went over,
opened the door, and let her in, but she left the door wide open.
 Her brother, Brandon was outside in the hall, but for some
reason, Jennifer didn't seem to twig to the fact that I was naked
from the waist down.  Also, she was taking her time finding her
moisturizer or whatever, and I kept wondering if I should go
over, and close the door before Brandon saw me.  Jenn finally
found what she was looking for, said,

"Thanks, Emi," and scampered back to her room, leaving the door
open!  Worried that Brandon might see, I went over to the
doorway, and leaned out to grab the doorknob.  I could hear
Brandon and his mother Loretta putzing around in their rooms.  I
felt embarrassed, and more than a little excited, standing in the
hallway with the air nipping at my pussy.  I finally shut the
door, and went back to the mirror, but the incident stuck in my
mind.

Not long after, I went out of lunch with my friend Minori, and
told her what had happened.

"Is Jennifer nearsighted?" Minori giggled.

"No."  I laughed too.

"Maybe her mind was on something else."

"Could be.  But actually, I have a theory," I went on.  "Jennifer
and them all know me, right?  So maybe they have this picture in
their mind about what I'm like, and they don't think I'm the kind
of girl who would lounge around with no panties on."

Minori made another one of her funny faces, making me laugh.

"Yeah, maybe.  You should test them," she joked.

"Ooo!  That's a good idea!" I shot back.  "I'm not going to be
there much longer, so I guess it won't matter."  My school was
finishing up, and my mother wanted me to come back to Japan.  I
had mixed feelings about this, but anyway, I was probably going
to have to clear out before too long.  Minori looked a bit sad,
but I could see her again in Tokyo.

The next morning, I decided to give Minori's 'test' idea a try. 
I got a long t-shirt dress out of my closet, and took it with me
over to the shower.  I didn't bring any undies, but that
particular dress was long enough that I didn't think my host
family would be able to see anything anyway.  Let's see what they
make of this.

I went downstairs like that - commando I mean - and sure enough
none of them - not Loretta, Brandon nor Jennifer - batted an
eyelash.  I guess they'd seen me in these t-shirt dresses before,
so it didn't seem that strange.

The next time I saw Minori, I mentioned that I'd taken her up on
her advice.

"What advice is that?" she asked.

"I mean about the testing thing.  I wore a t-shirt dress, no
undies, and they didn't even notice."

"No undies?  Where was this?"

"In the kitchen," I smiled, proud of my daring.

"You little minx you!" she chided.

"I'm going to try again tomorrow, maybe with a shorter dress, and
see what they do."

Minori seemed a bit worried, but she did sound curious about how
they would react.

Anyway, over the next few mornings, I kept on with my plan,
wearing shorter and shorter t-shirts to see what would happen. 
Brandon of course was the first to notice.  He is a boy after
all.  He shot me a look, wondering what I was up to, but I just
smiled sweetly, and he didn't say anything.

As the days went by, I wore shorter and shorter shirts.  I had to
really stretch out the material to keep my pussy covered.  I
worried that this might look unnatural, but I don't think Loretta
and Jenn even noticed, and Brandon didn't object.  I was actually
enjoying teasing Brandon, watching his reactions.  He looks kind
of cute when he's puzzling these things over.

Anyway, when I told Minori about all this, she seemed amazed that
I had taken it this far.  Her take was that it had something to
do with Loretta being American.  In the States, she says, people
treat how you dress as a personal thing, and you can wear what
you want.  I guess that's true, but what was breaking us both up
was there has to be a limit somewhere.  I wasn't really sure how
far I should go, but anyway, Minori still seemed interested to
see what would happen, so I promised her I'd carry on.

The next morning though, I was looking at my t-shirts, wondering
if I should stop.  The next t-shirt barely went down past my
waist.  I took it off the hanger, and walked to the door and
back, several times - all nervous now - but in the end, I finally
took it with me, fingers crossed.

I had my shower, but when I pulled on the t-shirt, and looked at
myself in the mirror, I got even more worried.  I could still
more or less keep my pussy covered by stretching the hem down,
but I couldn't get it to cover my bottom at the same time.  Hmm.
Now what do I do?

Holding down the t-shirt as best I could, I quietly stepped out
into the hall.  My heart was beating away, pitter pat, pitter
pat.  I could hear Brandon and Jennifer rooting around in their
rooms.  I worried briefly about 'corrupting' them, but I tried
not to think about that.

To steady my nerves, I took a deep breath, and slowly tiptoed
over to the top of the stairs.  Brandon's door was open, but I
don't think he saw me.  My head was flooding with all these
feelings, but I couldn't just stand here.  Brandon and Jennifer
would come out soon, so to get away, I trotted on down the stairs
to the first floor.

When I made it to the living room, I gazed out the front window
to see if anyone was walking by outside on the street.  It looked
like the coast was clear, so I scurried back to the kitchen,
stopping in the doorway to see what Loretta would do.  She looked
up at me for a moment, but just said,

"There's cereal in the cupboards.  Are Brandon and Jennifer
ready?  We have to leave soon."

What made this so strange was my whole body was shaking
uncontrollably now.  I was so embarrassed to be standing out here
in the open dressed in just a top.  If anyone walked by out
front, they'd see my bare behind.  To hide, I went into the
kitchen, shutting the door behind me.

I was starting to think I should just let Loretta see, and get
this over with.  She'd probably yell at me, and send me back
upstairs, but at least then, I wouldn't have to face Brandon and
Jennifer.  In a way though, that might be cheating.  My original
plan was to try to play this off as if it were normal.

Still torn, I trotted over to the cupboard, and reached up with
both hands to pull down the big cereal box.  The hem of my
t-shirt jumped up, exposing my pussy, which was pulsing by then,
but Loretta wasn't watching.  She was fixing her kids lunch, and
focused on that.

I felt completely silly standing there flashing my pussy at her.
Soon, I heard someone coming down the stairs, Brandon probably. 
I grabbed a bowl, and plopped by bare bottom down on a chair. 
Brandon vaguely glanced down at my behind as he passed, but he
didn't seem that surprised.  I'd been wearing these short
t-shirts all week.  He walked over, and asked his mom about a
little league game that was coming up.

Jennifer finally came in.  I looked up at her, all bright eyed,
calling out,

"G'morning!" trying to get her attention.  Jennifer answered,

"Good morning," but just walked on by.  I felt even more
embarrassed, sitting here half naked with them all ignoring me,
but what could I do?

Brandon came around behind me, and sat down next to me.  He at
least glanced at my bottom, but then turned, and started tapping
out something on his cell phone.

"Brandon, not at the table," his mother warned.

"I have to tell Dylan something," he explained.

I suddenly realized I didn't have a spoon to eat with.  I felt
nervous about getting up, but they still seemed preoccupied. 
Keeping my pussy covered, I teetered to my feet, and scrambled
over to the counter to get a spoon.  When I turned back, all
three of them were staring at my bare bottom now.  Oops!

"Can you give Dylan and Scott a ride too?  I don't know if their
dads are coming," Brandon went on, turning back to his mother.

"Um yeah, sure," she answered slowly, showing the first sign that
she'd noticed.  I just stood there, waiting, but she went on
talking with Brandon.  It was so weird.

Anyway, I eventually came back, and sat down to eat.  I got up,
and leaned forward to get the milk.  Brandon peered over, staring
lustfully at my bare behind.

"Brandon!  Emi!  Cut that out!" Loretta barked.  I sat back down,
wondering what it was she wanted me to cut out.  'Don't stand up?
 Don't raise your arms?  Don't let my son see your bare booty?' 
That's a bit vague.  I thought she might say more, but suddenly,
the doorbell rang, sending my heart into overdrive.

"Who's that?" I jumped, all twitchy now.  Jennifer went out to
see, and I turned to watch.  Maybe I'd better give up on this for
today, and go get dressed before I really do get in trouble.

"It's Dylan and Scott.  Should I let them in?" she asked, showing
that she too had noticed my outfit.

"Um, Emi.  You'd better run upstairs, and get dressed," Loretta
said gently, making it clearer still.  I blushed, embarrassed now
that she'd brought it out in the open.

I stood up, my heart caught in my throat, at a loss how to
explain.  I wondered if I should apologize now, but my mouth had
gone dry, and Brandon was staring at my backside again.  I was
actually having a hard time keeping my feelings in check. 
Brandon was obviously excited, and so was I, but his mom was not
impressed.  I stood there, blinking nervously under her gaze,
wondering what to do.

Dylan and Scott knocked again, giving me an excuse to hightail it
out of there.  I scampered over to the front door, thanking Jenn
for holding the boys off long enough for me to run upstairs.  I
was kind of kicking myself now for starting this mischief in the
first place, but Loretta didn't seem that angry.  It suddenly
struck me that maybe she thinks I'm some kind of naturist, or at
least naive.  I wasn't so sure I liked this way of looking at it,
but how else could you explain her reaction?

Downstairs, I could hear Dylan and Scott talking.  It seems that
Brandon had texted them that I "was at it again," so they'd come
over, hoping to get a look at me.  I'd already made it clear to
Brandon that I wasn't about to show myself to his friends, but
after my stunt today, he'd probably be after me again to do it. 
I let out a long deep sigh.  On the bright side, I'd managed to
make it through another embarrassing situation.  I'd better lay
low for a while though.  Loretta didn't seem angry, but there's
no sense in pressing my luck.

Later that day, I saw Minori, and told her what had happened. 
She was pretty amazed, both at me for doing it, and at Loretta's
calm reaction.  Minori kept asking if they could tell that I was
naked.  I'm pretty sure they'd all realized by the end.  That's
what made the whole thing so strange.  Why hadn't Loretta said
something earlier?

Anyway, I told Minori I was going to put an end to my antics at
home, but maybe we could try some place else.  We'd actually
heard about this arcade with Japanese games down near the
waterfront, so we made plans to check that out.  I was glad that
Minori seemed so cool with all this.  I was lucky to have found
such a good friend.

When I got home that afternoon, Brandon was waiting for me.

"Geez, Emi.  You are something else."

I walked upstairs, ignoring him, feeling a bit of regret actually
for what I had done.  I went to my room intending to shower, and
change, but Brandon actually followed me right in.

"That was amazing, Emi!  You've got such a great body."

"Um, do you mind...?  I want to take a shower."  I pushed past
him heading to the bathroom.

"Can I watch?" he asked, following me over.

"No, of course not.  Get out!"

Downstairs, we heard the door open.  It was still early, so it
had to be Jennifer.  I didn't want her to hear, so I lowered my
voice, trying to get Brandon to leave.  He was refusing to budge.
 He seemed pretty excited, still worked up about what I'd done
this morning.  We heard Jennifer coming upstairs.

"Emi?  Is that you?" she asked.  I didn't want Jennifer to get
the wrong idea, so I gestured for Brandon to hush.

"Yeah, I was just going to take a shower," I called out to her
through the bathroom door.  Suddenly, Jenn was right there,
knocking.  Brandon panicked, and jumped in the shower to hide.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" Jennifer went on, actually coming
right into the bathroom!  "It's about this morning.  I just
wanted you to know that I didn't tell mom anything about that
time in the summer in the middle of the night..."  Jennifer had
caught me naked once before.

"No, that's okay.  I didn't think you did," I assured her.

"You know mom.  Her heart is in the right place, but sometimes
she can be a bit old-fashioned."

I just kind of nodded, wondering why she was telling me all this,
worried that she'd notice Brandon hiding in the shower.  He'd
gone completely quiet.  Neither of us was keen on trying to
explain to Jenn what he was doing in the bathroom with me in the
first place.

"Oh, if you're having a shower, you'd better run the water then.
It takes a while to heat up."  Jenn reached into the shower, and
turned the hot water tap on, setting the water coming out of the
lower spout.  Luckily, she didn't see Brandon.  "So anyway, I
just wanted to let you know that if there's a showdown tonight
when mom gets home, I'm on your side..."

"Um, yeah, thanks."  It was nice to know that Jenn was going to
back me up, but at the moment, I was worried more about Brandon.
He seemed a bit overheated when he stormed in here.  Quietly, as
a joke, I reached into the shower myself, and turned the switch
that makes the water come out of the shower head at the top.  The
blast of water must have hit him in the face, but he somehow
managed to keep quiet.  I stifled a giggle.  Brandon had been
fully dressed when he came in, and now we could see steam coming
from the shower.

"Oh, that looks ready now," Jenn informed me calmly.  I moved to
get into the shower myself, but Jenn pointed to my clothes. 
"You're still dressed!  Oh, here, don't worry.  I won't look,"
she assured me turning to the side as she continued to talk.

She obviously wanted me to strip down before getting in.  Now
what do I do?  I had to take off my clothes, or else Jenn would
get suspicious.  I teetered awkwardly as I removed first my
sweatshirt and tank top and then my yoga pants and panties.  I
stepped into the shower, and suddenly, there I was face to face
with Brandon - him, fully dressed, soaking wet, and me, stark
naked, head to toe.

He didn't look pleased though.  The water was still hitting him
in the back of the head, and running down in his eyes, but he was
obviously afraid that if he moved, he'd give himself away. 
Instead of being happy to see my naked, he just look frustrated.

I felt embarrassed at first, but seeing him there, soaked like
that, he looked so funny.  I covered my mouth to keep from
laughing.  I was standing really close to him, and I think we
both felt excited.  He shielded his eyes, partly from the water,
but also perhaps struggling to bring his raging hormones into
check.

"So anyway, mom might say some harsh things tonight," Jenn went
on, "but she means well, so don't take it personally.  I'm sure
it'll be okay."

"Um, yeah, thanks, Jenn," I managed to get out, still trying to
keep from laughing.

Eventually, Jenn left.  I reached past Brandon, turned off the
shower, and got him a towel.  He was angry though.  He grabbed
the towel from me, and turned away not even looking at me, as he
dried himself off.  I guess I'd hurt his pride somehow.  I guess
he wanted me to see him as an adult man, a potential lover, not
the target of my silly pranks.  I felt kind of bad.  I hadn't
really meant to hurt him.  He was sweet in his own way, if still
a bit headstrong.

Anyway, soon, he left me to my shower.  He stayed in his room
when I came out, and I didn't bother him.  Sorry, Brandon.

Later that night, Loretta came home.  She came up to my room, and
knocked on my door.  I sat on my bed, staring up at her, bracing
for the worst.

"You know, Emi, I'm glad in a way that you feel so comfortable
here - and we've really enjoyed having you - but I have to say
that I think you should dress a little bit more... conservatively
around the house..."

Well, that didn't sound so bad.  I guess she was still struggling
to understand why I'd been traipsing around in her kitchen half
naked in front of Brandon and them.  I thought over what to say,
before answering.  I was wondering if I could make it into a joke
somehow, but Loretta looked pretty serious.

"Um, yeah, I'm really sorry about this morning.  I... um... just
was in such a rush or whatever... but when I came into the
kitchen, I realized my mistake..."

Loretta's head kind of reeled back on hearing this.

"Oops!" I giggled, putting my hand over my mouth.  There was this
long awkward silence, and then finally, Loretta laughed.

"You forgot?  I mean I wondered what was going on.  I took one
look at you, and I was like 'What on earth...?'"

"Yeah, I know!  I was like that too when I realized!  'Where are
my bottoms?'" I gushed, trying to act it out, replaying it for
her.

We both laughed a bit more, and I assured her that it wouldn't
happen again, and she seemed okay with that.  The thing that
really surprised me was how willing she was to accept all this. 
I mean my aunt's that way - Sachi.  Whenever she catches me
naked, she laughs like anything.  I'd always thought that Loretta
was different though, more like my mom, stern, unforgiving.  It
was actually great though to find out that Loretta is so
open-minded.  Maybe other people are like that too.  Anyway, food
for thought.  More next time.

Emi Tsurutahttp://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/























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