Visiting with my cousin Namie
By Emi Tsuruta

Over the Christmas holidays, I went home to Japan.  One of the people I wanted to see was my cousin Namie.  I hadn't seen her since the wedding, and I wanted to know how her life as a newlywed was going.  I'd only met her new husband, Ryoichi, the day of the wedding, and even Namie had only dated him a few times before they got married.  They'd met through a matchmaker.  I know that sounds kind of old-fashioned, but even now, there's a lot of weddings like that in Japan especially in the countryside.

We arranged to meet at my Aunt Sachi's house near Enoshima.  Namie had some old clothes that she wanted me to try.  Namie is a few years older than my sister Norika and I, so we've gotten her hand-me-downs ever since we were young.  Her taste is a bit more conservative than what I've been wearing lately, but I still wanted to take a look, and see what she had.  She works in a jewelry shop, so she has a lot of dressy outfits, and some of them are pretty nice.

When I got there, Namie came bouncing to the door all excited to see me.  I gave her a big hug.  It was great to see her again, and she obviously had a lot to tell about her new house and her life with Ryoichi.  It was her day off, so she was dressed kind of casually, in jeans, a heavy plaid shirt, and she had her hair up in a kerchief.  I teased her that she looked like a housewife, but actually, she looked really good - healthy, young, alive.  She's always been good-looking.  The first time I showed her picture to my boyfriend Ryosuke, he said "Wow!"  That's why it was so funny to see her dressed like this.  It was like she'd become a whole different person.

Aunt Sachi was off in the kitchen making some tea.  She had her sewing machine out on the dining room table in case we had to make any alterations to Namie's clothes, so they'd fit me.  Sachi brought the tea out into the living room, and we sat down on their couch, and caught up on what all had been happening.  Namie's new house sounded nice, and they were talking about getting a second car for her.  Namie has always been a careful saver.  I felt a bit envious.  I wish Ryosuke and I could afford a car.

Aunt Sachi mentioned the clothes, and so Namie ran upstairs to get them.  She had all kinds of stuff - dresses, jeans, t-shirts, a pair of bloomers (the gym shorts girls wear in high school) and a swimsuit.  I went through them while we talked.

"So how's married life?" I asked Namie.  Aunt Sachi tittered.  "What?" I asked.

"Oh, she thinks I should hurry up, and have kids.  It's just that Ryoichi and I are both so busy.  He's been working Saturdays a lot, and Sundays he just wants to sleep."

"Oh, that sounds like no fun.  Do you mean you two never...?"

"I told you.  We're busy.  I don't know.  Sometimes, I think he'd rather hang out with his co-workers or his other friends than me."

"Yeah, my mom was saying at the wedding how all his friends seemed to be guys.  But I think maybe he's just shy.  He doesn't know what to do.  Maybe you have to take the lead a bit, you know."

"Take the lead?" Namie said clearly interested.  "What do you mean?"

I looked over at Sachi.  I knew that she and my mom talked, so I didn't want to give away too much about my relationship with Ryosuke.  Sachi was pretty cool, but my mom would absolutely freak if she heard about even a little of the stuff we've done.  Mom thinks I'm still a virgin.

"I don't know.  Make him a candlelit dinner.  Get dressed up in a frilly pink apron.  You know what guys like."

Namie gave me this blank look.  Apparently, she didn't know what guys liked.

"Aunt Sachi, don't you have some advice?" I turned to her, trying to get the pressure off me to give her answers.  I pulled off my sweater, picked up one of Namie's dresses, and then pulled it on over my head.  

"I don't know," Sachi started scratching her head.  "Things have changed a lot since my day.  I never used to run around half naked in front of my cousins."

I shot her a look.  She's never going to let me forget that day.  (I told you about it in "A bit more about Norika and then me!").  My friend Michiyo and I had gotten caught in a downpour, so we came here to Sachi's house.  Sachi lent me one of Namie's t-shirts to wear when I got out of the shower, but she didn't give me any bottoms.  There were a whole bunch of people here, and they all ended up seeing my bare bottom: my uncle, my cousin, her husband, Namie's brother Hideki and one of his friends.  I was so embarrassed, but I swear it was as much Aunt Sachi's fault as mine.  Sachi loves racy humor, and she loves teasing me.  I don't like being teased, but I did know this was one of the few places I could do stuff like that, and get away with it.  My parents are much more uptight than Sachi and my uncle.  I decided I could trust Sachi, and give Namie a bit more advice.

"You have to tease guys, get their imagination working, get them wanting you," I mused trying to sound detached, as if what I was saying was common sense.  I pulled the first dress off over my head, and picked out another.

"So where'd you learn all this?" Sachi asked coyly, seemingly determined to tease me some more.

"I studied it in school.  I took a course: human sexual response."  I was joking of course.  They both broke out laughing.  "Didn't you see 'Kinsey'?" I asked.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing.  It's just a movie I saw.  Anyway, our professor said one important part about sex is about looking and being seen."

"Your professor told you this?" Sachi guffawed.  "Things have changed."

I'd gone through all the dresses, and now I picked up a pair of jeans.  I felt a bit strange stripping out of my jeans with Sachi and Namie looking on, but they kind of politely looked away, and kept talking.  All this talk about sex and being seen had gotten me a bit worked up.  I looked out the big picture window they have at the back of their living room, but all I could see was the snowdrifts in their back garden.  I struggled out of my own jeans, and then pulled Namie's on.  The first pair was a bit tight.  I guess my hips have gotten a bit wider lately.

"Looking and being seen?" Namie said, puzzled.  "I'm not sure if I understand."

"Well, I'm trying to say 'play' is kind of important.  Flirtation.  Teasing."  I looked down at Namie's swimsuit.  It looked like it might fit, but I'd have to try it on to be sure.  I hesitated, wondering if I should just strip naked in front of them.  That would be kind of weird standing right here in middle of their living room, but then again we were all girls after all.  There was really nothing to ashamed of.  Sachi had seen me naked that day I told you about.  "Do you mind if I try this on?" I asked pointing at the swimsuit.  Namie nodded.

"No, no, go ahead."

I peeked out the back window again, and then undid the zipper on my jeans.  I pulled them off, and then peeled off my blouse too.  I felt a bit self-conscious, but Sachi had gone off to the kitchen to get us some more tea, and Namie was staring blankly out the window thinking over what I'd been saying.  I hurriedly took off my socks and then my bra and panties.  I was naked!  My heart was pounding away in my chest.  What am I getting all excited about?  Here I am giving Namie all this advice about her love life, and I can't even get undressed in front of them without feeling embarrassed.  Some sex counselor I'd make.

I reached down to pick up the swimsuit, and suddenly, my cell phone rang.  The sudden noise scared the living daylights out of me.  It was so loud I almost jumped out of my skin.  Sachi came out of the kitchen to see what had happened.  I giggled nervously when I realized what it was, and then bowed an apology to them as I dug my cell phone out of my bag.  I felt even more self-conscious now having to answer the phone in the nude, but it might be an important call.  It turned out to be Ryosuke calling from the States.

"Emi!  I finally got you.  I phoned your house, but no one was answering."

"I guess my mom's gone out," I answered in English.  Aunt Sachi broke out laughing.  Sachi and Namie both lived abroad for a little while too, but I don't think they speak English that much.  Sachi thought it was tremendously funny that I could, and she started imitating my English.  I told her to shush, but she wouldn't settle down, so I went out into the hall.  Once Aunt Sachi starts laughing, there is no stopping her.

"What do you want?  I'm kind of in the middle of something here," I told Ryosuke nervously smoothing out my pubic hair and peering down the hall.  It was kind of cool in the hallway, and my nipples were starting to firm up.  Aunt Sachi was laughing away, and rattling dishes in the living room, so I moved a bit further down the hall toward the front door where it was a bit quieter.

"That's a fine way to talk!" Ryosuke complained.  "I was just worried about you.  I wanted to know how you're getting on over there."

"I'm over at Aunt Sachi's right now.  Namie's here, and I was just trying on some of her old clothes."  I didn't mention that I was naked.  No use getting him excited when I'm so far away.  I just wanted to hurry up, get off the phone, and go try the swimsuit on.

"Namie?  That's the bride from the wedding, right?  The foxy one?"

"Yeah."  I looked back down the hall towards where Namie was, amused that Ryosuke thought she was "foxy."

"Tell her I say hi.  Oh, there's something I'm supposed to ask you.  I got an email from my friend Nobumasa.  Remember.  You met him, and he has a favor to ask."

The long distance connection wasn't very clear, and I was having trouble catching what Ryosuke was saying.  I was concentrating so hard on the phone call I didn't quite twig at first when someone started rattling their keys at the front door.  Suddenly, it opened, and there was Hideki standing there in the snow, staring at me with his mouth wide open.

"Shut the door, for heaven's sakes!  It's freezing in here!" I yelled at him.  Aunt Sachi came out into the hall, and hissed at me,

"Emi!  Your clothes!"

I finally realized I was standing there naked with Hideki right there.  I made a face, and ran back to the living room, my head all in a fluster.

"Ryosuke, can I call you back?"

"No, I'll phone you... tonight OK?"

"OK."  I hung up the phone, and looked over to see Hideki had followed me into the living room, and was staring at me again.

"I was just changing.  Here turn around.  Don't look."

Hideki stood there for the longest time amazed to see me standing right there in front of him naked.  Sachi finally made him turn around.

"Oh, Hideki, don't stare.  It's not polite," she scolded, and then looked at me, and smirked.  Hideki took off his jacket, and went into the kitchen to get something to drink, while I picked up Namie's swimsuit, and pulled it on.  I was so flustered about having been caught naked I got it all tangled up around my legs.  I stood there looking foolish, the swimsuit wrapped around my thighs with Sachi and Namie looking on.  I finally managed to get it untangled, and pulled it up, relieved to finally have something on.  It was a bit baggy around the waist - I have a pretty thin waist, I guess - but Sachi offered to take it in.  She came over, and measured my waist.

At first, I thought Hideki had gone upstairs, so I took the swimsuit back off, and gave it to Sachi, standing there naked again wondering what to try on next.  Then, suddenly, Hideki came out into the dining room, and ogled my body some more.  I covered my pubic hair and breasts with my hands, and yelled at him,

"Can't you see I'm changing?  Can't you go up to your room or something?"

He mugged at me, but finally grabbed his coat, and headed for the front door.

"OK, OK, I'm going already.  Sheesh!"

The door slammed shut, and we all gave out a big sigh of relief.

"I'm sorry about that, Emi," Sachi apologized.  "He used to be such a good boy."

"I think he has a crush on you, Emi.  You've teased him enough times."

"Hideki's the one who teases me.  Did you know he used to put toads in my hair?"

"I think he had a crush on you even then."

I was getting a bit cold standing there naked, so I picked up one of Namie's t-shirts, and pulled it on.  I was so worked up, frazzled at having let Hideki see me like this, that I didn't even put any bottoms on.  I felt a bit naughty standing there with nothing covering my pussy and behind, but it reminded me of that other time I was telling you about.  Neither Sachi nor Namie seemed terribly worried about my indecent outfit.  Namie seemed to want to hear more about how she could get Ryoichi to desire her, and Sachi seemed curious about this too.

"Oh, don't be silly."  I walked over to the kitchen, laughing to myself.  I was really enjoying the feeling of the air between my legs tickling my most sensitive places.  I re-filled my teacup, and then came back into the dining room where Sachi had started re-sewing the swimsuit.

"I still think it's amazing that you can do things like that, I mean stand there naked with Hideki staring right at you.  I don't think I could do that even in front of Ryoichi."

"Oh, that's silly.  He's your husband."

"Yeah, but I haven't known him that long.  We just dated a few times, and then suddenly, we were married.  It takes me a while before I can feel really comfortable with someone."

"Do you feel comfortable with us?" I asked curious.

"Well, yeah, but..."

"Hey, I've got an idea.  Why don't you pretend like I'm Ryoichi?  Show me how you'd seduce him."

Namie looked down at the floor, self-conscious.  Sachi interjected,

"I'm not listening.  Just pretend I'm not here."

I smiled at her, thankful for her help.  I knew she wanted to see Ryoichi and Namie work out their awkwardness as much as I did.

"What would you do first?"

"I don't know.  Say 'Hi honey, how was your day?'"

"Oh, that won't do at all.  Try to be sexier.  Thinks what guys like."

"I don't know.  I'm not very good at this kind of thing.  What would you do?"

"Well, first these clothes have got to go.  They make you look too dowdy."

She looked down fingering the buttons on her thick plaid shirt.  I just sat there expectantly looking at her.

"What?  You want me to get undressed?  Here?"

"Yeah.  Why not?  You've got to learn to be comfortable with your body, to enjoy being nude."  I glanced over at Sachi, wondering if I'd given myself away, but she was busily working away on the swimsuit.  I sure hope she doesn't tell my mom about this.

Namie undid a button or two, but then stopped, and laughed.

"This is so embarrassing."

"No, you're doing fine.  Keep going."

Namie looked down at the floor, mulling it over.  She was obviously very self-conscious about her body.  She'd been that way for a long time.  Sachi, on the other hand, seemed more open-minded in some ways.  Sachi loved to talk about this kind of stuff.  I went over to Namie, and pulled her hair away from her face.  Namie was quivering a bit under my gaze.

"Relax.  There's nothing to be afraid of.  Believe in yourself.  Tell yourself 'I have a beautiful body.  I'm sexy.  I'm a mature sensuous woman.'"

Namie pulled back, looking at me a bit defensively.  I didn't understand what she was so sensitive about though.  Everyone gets naked.  It's such a simple thing.

"Oh, c'mon Namie.  It's just us.  Look how I'm dressed."  I stood up, and put my hands on my hips, letting her see my pussy peeking out from under my t-shirt.

"I really thought you were so brave a moment ago when Hideki was here.  I could never get up the nerve to do anything like that."

"Sure you can.  You don't have to be so shy.  You have a beautiful body.  You should be proud of it."  I looked over at Sachi again.  She gave me a strange look, a little bit like she was worried about what strange habits I'd picked up living in the U.S., but then she nodded for me to go ahead.  I've always felt that Sachi understands me, understands our generation much better than my parents.  She seems much younger than my mom.

"I guess we'd better not tell your mom about this," Sachi agreed.  I smiled, so glad she understood.  I reached down, and took a hold of the front of Namie's jeans trying to get her button undone.  She giggled, and pulled away again.

"This is kind of weird, don't you think?"

"Namie, you've got to be comfortable with your body, feel confident that you can show it to people, and they won't laugh."

"I guess that's like the whole problem."

"You've got a great body, and I'm sure Ryoichi knows that.  Didn't you see how all those guys were looking at you at the wedding?"

"I guess, but that was different.  I was made up really special that day."

"No, you always look beautiful... even today in those clothes.  I thought so when I came in."

She giggled again, but then lowered her head looking at me through her bangs.  It was a naughty sensual look, the look of a temptress.

"There.  That's the spirit."

Namie glanced out the back window, and then started undoing her jeans.  I smiled at her, but something out the window caught my eye.  I cautiously leaned forward, and caught a glimpse of someone's head peeking up over the windowsill.  I looked back at Sachi and Namie, but they were too involved in what they were doing to notice.  I craned my head, and peeked out again, and this time three heads ducked.  It was Hideki for sure and probably a couple of his neighborhood friends, come to peep in on me changing.  Oh, the nerve!  I can't believe it.  What do they think they're doing?

Namie had got her jeans off, and was now standing there looking down self-consciously at her bare legs.

"Now what?"

My head was all in a tizzy.  Here I'd gone to all this trouble of telling Namie she had to be braver, but suddenly we had an audience, and a large one at that.  Should I go outside, and shoo them away?  Or should I just tell Namie?  She'd back out for sure then.  The nerve of Hideki really, bringing his friends over to spy on me.  Can you imagine?  I was fuming.

Not sure what to do, I pulled Namie up to her feet, so she was blocking their view of me from the window.  I wonder if they can tell I'm naked from the waist down.  Sachi was sitting with her back to the window anyway.  I saw Hideki and his friends' heads pop up again, and then shoot back down.  I wasn't sure what to do, but Namie was looking at me expectantly, unaware of the boys outside, wondering what I was going to say next.

Slowly, I reached up, and undid the top button on Namie's shirt.  I'd kind of wanted to get Namie used to being seen, but I hadn't expected to have such a large audience.  I weighed things over in my mind, and finally decided to just pretend I hadn't seen them, and hope they'd go away, and leave us alone.

Under Namie's shirt, she had on a shiny camisole, quite sexy I thought.

"Where'd you get this?"

"I bought it in Ginza with one of my friends.  It's quite warm."

"You don't want warm.  You want sexy," I admonished her, joking.  I pulled the camisole up over her head, and she shivered again.  Namie's underwear was white and lacy, but a bit big for my liking.  Lately, I've been wearing bikini style panties and bras mostly instead of the full-figured ones.

"Do you want to go out shopping some day soon?"

She laughed.

"Is my underwear that bad?"

"They're fine for outside, but I think we could get you some more alluring lingerie for the nights when you're home alone with hubby."

Namie giggled again.  There was no sign of our peanut gallery out the window.  Maybe they'd given up.  That would be a relief.  I went around behind Namie to undo her bra, but suddenly, I could feel them watching, their eyes on my bare bottom.  Maybe I should put something on.  I hadn't really intended to give Hideki and his friends such a show.  I reached around, and felt my behind, and sure enough the hem of my t-shirt was way up around my waist.  What am I doing just standing here letting them look at me?  Have I gone crazy?

I glanced back at the window, and one of them had climbed up, and was hanging off the back porch.  I quickly moved between him and Namie, feeling more and more excited.  What am I getting all excited about?  It's not like I like Hideki or anything.  He's my cousin, for heaven's sake.

I got Namie to turn, so I could see her breasts.  They were smaller than mine, but had a nice feminine shape.  I gave them each a gentle squeeze, and she blushed.

"Small, aren't they?" she whispered, embarrassed.

"No, they're just the right size."  I tickled her nipples the way I liked to have mine teased.  She squealed, and her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red.  She gave me that smoldering sensual look again.  Her nipples were quite erect, so I could tell she must be getting excited.  I moved to pull down her panties, but she held onto them, reluctant to give up her last cover.  She finally let go, and I pulled them down.  She held her hands modestly in front of her bush.

"How do you feel?"

"Cold.  Can I get back dressed now?" she quipped.

"No.  Let's give your hubby a call.  He's at work, is he?"

Sachi, who'd been silent all this time, finally couldn't control her laughter.

"My dear Emi, you really are a naughty little girl," she burbled, laughing hysterically.

"What?  I'm just trying to help," I protested, claiming innocence.

Sachi obviously thought this whole business was a bit irregular, but she seemed fascinated too at what I'd come up with.  I'd just been talking with Ryosuke in the nude, so it seemed only natural to give Namie's hubby a call.  Namie went to sit down in the big armchair, but I stopped her.

"Oh, don't sit there.  Sit over by the window," I blurted out, only half realizing what I was saying.  If the boys were still outside, they'd be able to see her.  Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.  Namie, however, had this silly mischievous grin on her face.  Maybe she was beginning to enjoy this after all.  She jumped up onto the seat of the couch, playfully flashing her body at the whole outside world through the window.  I almost had a heart attack.  Surely she'd notice her brother and the other peeping toms out in the yard.

"Oh, careful, Namie," Sachi objected.  "Someone might be watching."

'Too late,' I thought.  Namie stood there blinking seemingly dazzled by the bright sunlight reflecting off the snow.  She finally turned, and sat her cute little bare behind down on the window sill, vaguely peering back out the window to see if anyone was watching.  I took a peek out the dining room window, but I couldn't see Hideki or his friends.  Assuming they were out there, they must be so surprised to see Namie sitting there in the middle of the window naked.  I felt embarrassed for her, but what could I do now?  I'd just have to ride it out, wait for her to get back down.

Namie steeled her nerve, then picked up the phone, and dialed Ryoichi's work number.  She spoke so softly I couldn't hear what she was saying, and she kept peering nervously back out the window.  Had she perhaps spotted Hideki or his friends?  If she had, she didn't give any sign.  When she got off the phone, she got down off the couch, and walked straight over to her clothes.

"Did you make a date?" I asked.

"He said he'll try to come home early tonight."

"Oh, that's great," I said, running over, and giving her a big hug.  In my excitement, I accidentally slid one of my thighs between her legs, and bumped against her pussy.  To my amazement, she was wet!  The little devil was enjoying all this.  She pulled me so close to her, obviously overcome with joy.  I was starting to feel a little excited myself with her naked body pressing against mine.  We finally broke off, and then she ran over, and hugged her mom.  I was so glad to see her this happy.  It was worth it even if we had gotten spied upon by Hideki and his bad boy friends.

Namie came back to get dressed, and then Sachi held up the swimsuit triumphantly.

"That should do it."

I went over to look at the swimsuit, and Namie grabbed her shirt, and pulled it on.  I took the swimsuit from Sachi, and then looked out the back window trying to tell where our fan club had got to.

"Is there someone out there?" Sachi asked finally realizing what I'd been doing.  She got up, and went to the window.  Namie had pulled back on her panties and jeans by then, and went, and stood beside her mom looking out.  Hideki and them must have cleared out pretty fast because they all seemed to be gone now.  I felt relieved in a way.  I still felt all nervous for having let them see Namie and me like that.

I tried on the swimsuit, and it was a much better fit.  I ended up keeping it, and packed up as much of her other clothes as would fit in my backpack.  By then, it was getting pretty late, so Namie had to get home to make supper for Ryoichi.  I thanked her for all the clothes, and wished her luck.  She still seemed a bit worried, but happier than she had been.  I guess my little show-and-tell session had done her some good.

I stayed talking with Sachi for a while, and then Hideki came back.  He was trying to act like nothing had happened.  I apologized to him for my angry outburst earlier, and he apologized too.  I think he was feeling bad about what he and his friends had done, spying on us like that.  I suspected he knew I knew he was watching, but there was nothing that either of us could say without giving ourselves away.  How could I explain my walking around bottomless like that, and flashing them?  It was better to just keep quiet.

I waited for my uncle to come back, and I had supper with them.  Hideki was quiet all through supper.  I began to wonder how he felt having his friends see his sister in the nude.  They must have wondered what on earth we were doing.

Anyway, that's all for now.  I'll try to write again soon.

Emi Tsuruta
My web site:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/
