Back at Kenta's condo

By Emi Tsuruta, First posted September 7, 2004

Right at the beginning of the summer last year, our friend Kenta went back to Japan for a week.  Kenta has a condo, and my boyfriend Ryosuke asked him if we could housesit for him while he was gone.  The way Ryosuke tells it, Kenta wasn't so keen at first, but eventually he said OK.  I was really so excited because that was like the first time that Ryosuke and I had a place of our own even though it was just for a week.  One problem was that we both had jobs for the summer, so we wouldn't be able to enjoy it that much, but anyway, I was still really looking forward to it.  I told my host mom I was going to stay with Satomi at her residence, packed a night bag, and headed out.

Kenta was leaving on a Monday, which I had off, but Ryosuke was working.  I went to his place early in the day to pick up his keys.  Our other friend Futoshi was there to give Kenta a ride to the airport.  The two of them wanted me to come with them, but I told them I had a few things I had to do so they should just go ahead without me.  I did go down with them to the parking lot, thanked Kenta, and waved goodbye as they drove off.  After that, I went back up to the condo, and gave Ryosuke a call.  He was really busy at his work, and didn't know what time he'd get off.  I was kind of disappointed, and I wasn't sure quite what to do next.  It was a nice day out, so finally I decided to go down to the swimming pool, and go for a swim before lunch.

It's an outdoor pool sandwiched right between these four storey condos.  I'd walked past it quite a few times, but somehow we'd never gotten around to going in.  At first, I couldn't find the entrance to the women's changing room, but then I tried this narrow alley that goes around the back, and it was there.  I guess they made it that way to keep people from peeking in.

There was no one in the changing room, but I could hear the kids yelling and screaming in the pool.  I got undressed, had a shower, and put on my bikini, the red and white one with the side ties.  Out in the pool, there were a whole bunch of little kids and a girl around my age who was the lifeguard.  I nodded to her, but seeing her reminded me of the Korean American lifeguard, Sonya, who caught Ryosuke and I fooling around in the women's showers at the slider pool.  I swam around for a bit in the deep end, and then got back up on the deck to take a look around.  The pool is right at the edge of the condo complex, so you can see the street through the fence.  I toweled off my hair, and looked out at the apartments across the street.  Partly because it was a weekday I guess, there didn't seem to be too many people around.

I went in swimming a bit more, but eventually I decided to head back, and start thinking about lunch.  I nodded to the lifeguard again, went into the women's change room, took off my swimsuit, and had another shower.  The water felt so good on my naked body, and it was such a nice day out I didn't really feel like putting my clothes on again right away.  While I toweled off, I walked out to the entrance, and peeked outside.  I was about to step out the door naked when I heard voices coming, so I dashed back in.  This woman and her daughter came in.  I was breathing a bit deeply because I'd almost got caught again, but I just turned my back, and waited till they went into the pool.

I debated trying again, but finally I put on my sandals, wrapped the towel around me, and slipped on my backpack over that.  I checked myself in the mirror, but the towel seemed long enough to cover up my bush, so I ended up walking back to Kenta's apartment just like that.  There are like all these apartment balconies on either side of the path back, so I felt like all these people might be watching me, but anyway, I made it back to his building without dropping my towel or anything.  It felt kind of fun to walk around like that, and feel the breeze on my naked body under the towel.

Inside Kenta's building, I came to the stairwell where Ryosuke and I fooled around that time when Kenta first moved in here a couple of years ago.  At that time, I was so nervous about the whole idea of doing stuff outdoors, but now that I look back, that was like the most exciting time.  I don't think I'll ever really get used to doing the things we do, but anyway, it doesn't seem anywhere near as weird as it used to.

On the way up the stairs, I was kind of fiddling with my towel and toying with the idea of taking it off, and just walking up the stairs naked.  It was still early in the day, and I wasn't really sure how many people were around, so I finally decided I'd better not.  At the top of the stairs, I went through the door into the corridor, and looked out the window at the building behind us.  It was very tall, but I think Kenta said it was for older people.  I didn't see anyone sitting out on their balconies.  I was almost about to undo my towel, when I heard the rattle of a door unlocking.  I scurried over to Kenta's door, and just barely made it in before the people across the hall came out.  Phew!  That was close.  I'd better be more careful, or else I'll really get in trouble.

Back in the apartment, I realized I hadn't brought any food, so I got dressed in a t-shirt and shorts, and headed back out to the convenience store.  This was where Ryosuke had pulled off my pj bottoms that time.  Luckily, the clerk was a different guy.

Anyway, I bought my lunch, and quickly headed back to Kenta's place.  There still didn't seem to be many people around considering how many people must be living there.  I guess everyone was off at work or school or whatever.

Back at the apartment, I made my lunch, switched on the TV, and lay down on Kenta's furry throw rug.  I've been to Kenta's place a lot since we first helped him move in.  It's nothing big or special, but I have a lot of good memories from here.  When I was at my host family's house, I always had to be careful about what my host mom Loretta might think, but here I could do pretty well whatever I wanted.  I felt so free.

There was an old Brad Pitt movie on TV.  He was an Irish man staying with Harrison Ford.  I tried to follow it, but I was feeling a bit uncomfortable in my tight shorts.  First, I undid them, but they still felt tight, so I just took them off completely.  I lay there for a while watching Brad Pitt and wondering when Ryosuke was going to show up.  I know you are going to think I'm a naughty girl for doing this, but I finally reached down, and slid off my panties as well.  There was no one else there, so I figured it would be safe.

I was lying on my front, and the soft fur rug felt kind of funny rubbing against my tummy and on my privates below.  It was ticklish, but it was also starting to get me excited.  I spread my legs apart, and jumped a bit as the cool air rushed in on my slightly wet pussy.  My bra was a bit tight too, so I took off my t-shirt and bra, and lay there in the nude for a while.  I was a little worried that the people living across would be able to see me, so I ended up putting my t-shirt back on.  I was still kind of excited though, so I didn't pull it all the way down though.  I left it up around my waist, so I could feel the air on my bare behind and between my legs.

The movie ended, so I got up, and got some more juice.  I looked out the glass doors across the way, but I couldn't see anyone in the apartment across.  It was the daytime so maybe they were off at work.  I checked my t-shirt, but even if I pulled it down, it was kind of a dangerous length.  When I lifted my arms, the hem would rise way up, and expose my delicate little pussy and bottom.  I was in a strange mood though, so I walked over, and nervously unlocked the glass door.  I carefully tried to slide it open without making any noise.  I could hear the hum of cars coming from the street on the other side of the building, but the courtyard below was pretty quiet.  No one else was on their balconies, or standing in their windows, though some units had their lights on so someone must have been home.

I carefully stepped out, but my slippers made a scraping noise against the concrete floor.  I froze, scared that someone might hear.  I kept looking across at the balconies across the way, but everything seemed quiet.  'This isn't such a good idea,' I mused.  'It's already the first day, and I'm going to get Kenta in big trouble.'

Gradually, my pounding heart managed to slow down enough that I could move again.  I tiptoed over as quietly as I could, and sat down on one of his reclining deck chairs.  The plastic slats of the seat felt so cold on my bare bottom.  I could hardly believe I was doing this.  It was so warm and sunny out I started to wonder if I could get away with sun bathing here.

I went back inside, got my sunblock, and rubbed it all over my face, legs and arms.  I peeked out the window down at the parking lot and courtyard.  Every once in a while, someone would walk through, but it was mostly pretty quiet.  I decided to go get a sheet, and then throw it over the railing to hide where the deck chairs were.  This seemed to work pretty well.  I didn't think anyone would be able to see me, unless the people next door came out onto their balcony, leaned out, and looked over this way.

I sat down on the deck chair, and took hold of the hem of my t-shirt at the bottom.  I just kind of sat there tensed up for a while trying to get up my courage.  I finally decided to try, and see what would happen.  I nervously pulled my t-shirt up over my head, and set it down on the side table.  I felt so naughty sitting out there on Kenta's balcony completely naked.  I lay down, and I could feel the slats of the chair on my behind and back all the way up, so I decided to go get a towel.  I took a deep breath, and stood up.  I felt so exposed there naked on the balcony, but I stood there for a moment.  It's hard to explain why.  It's almost like I wanted someone to notice.  Then I started to get nervous again, so I hurried inside, picked up my clothes and my bag, and went back to Kenta's room.  I got a towel out of my bag, folded my clothes, and stuffed them in the bag.

I was still pretty worried that someone might see me, so I ducked down on the way back out.  I could just imagine Kenta's neighbors asking him when he got back: 'Who was that naked girl on your balcony while you were away?'  I was so nervous I was shaking as I spread out the towel on the chair.  Once I lay back down, I managed to calm down a bit, and enjoy the feeling of the warm sun on my naked skin.  I put some more sunblock on, and then rolled over onto my front.  Before I knew it, I must have drifted off to sleep.

I'm not sure how long I slept for, but I woke up to hear the rattle of keys in the door.  At first I thought it was Ryosuke, but then I suddenly realized he probably didn't have any keys.  The next thing I knew, I saw Kenta and Futoshi's heads over the top of his living room couch.  Panicking, I grabbed my t-shirt, and pulled it on, just barely managing to cover up before they noticed me, and came closer.

"Would you believe... they cancelled the flight," Kenta announced clearly irritated.  My mind was racing thinking how I could get to my jeans without them noticing I was bottomless.  They both came right up to the balcony door, and looked down at me.  I sat up, and tried to push the hem down to cover up my pussy.

"Oh, that's too bad," I said, pressing my legs tightly together and praying they didn't notice.

"Emi, can you help us bring up the luggage?  I've got a whole bunch of stuff still in the car."

I got up still carefully holding the hem down, but it must have been blowing up at the back because I could feel the breeze on my bottom.

"Uh, sure," I said still trying to think how to get to my jeans.  "Just let me change."

"Don't bother.  It's pretty hot out down there.  C'mon.  Let's go."

I walked across the living room, wanting to head into Kenta's bedroom to get my jeans, but Futoshi came up behind me, and started herding me towards the door.  I reached around, and tried to pull the back of the t-shirt down to hide my bottom, and before I knew it, we were out the door in the hallway.  I'd walked like this back from the pool, but then I was alone, and not with two guys.  Futoshi is sort of a gentleman, but a few times, I've caught Kenta leering at me with lust in his eyes.  I don't think he'd do anything, but still this wasn't the best situation.  What was keeping Ryosuke anyway?

Kenta headed for the stairs.

"Uh, why don't we take the elevator?" I asked anxiously.

"No, c'mon.  It's good exercise.  We'll take the elevator on the way back up."

I held my t-shirt down at the sides as best I could, but every time we turned, Kenta would glance back at me, and I shivered wondering if he could see my pussy.  Even worse, they'd parked the car outside in the courtyard, and it was pretty windy.  As we went out the door, I grabbed the hem of my t-shirt, and held on for dear life.  I was starting to get all excited again, and my breasts were swelling up, so you could see my nipples through my t-shirt.  Neither of them seemed to have noticed yet, but I felt extremely vulnerable and exposed.

Futoshi opened the trunk, and they each took out a heavy suitcase.

"Here can you just get that one, way at the back?"

They were both standing there watching me, but if I leaned forward to reach it, I wouldn't be able to hide my bare bottom anymore.

"Can you get it for me?" I asked Futoshi.  I was so nervous I started hopping from one foot to the other.

"No, it's just light.  Grab it," he said nodding toward the big suitcase he was carrying.  I looked at them both gravely for a second, but finally decided maybe I could take a chance, and see how they reacted.  I leaned way in, and tried to get a hold of it.  It was wedged in a bit, so I had to spread my legs to get my balance.  I could feel the breeze licking at my exposed pussy lips, and I knew they could probably see everything.  I was getting so excited I started wiggling my bare behind back and forth in the air trying to ease the tingling feeling that was growing between my legs.  I stood back up, but my face had gone all hot.  The two of them had turned white, and were standing there staring at me in shock.

"Emi, what are you wearing under there?" Futoshi asked edgily.

"Nothing."

He grabbed my t-shirt, and pulled it up around my waist exposing both my pussy and rear end to the whole courtyard.  I swatted his hand to get him to let go, but he kept on holding it up as he and Kenta stared at my most private places.  I felt so embarrassed but really excited and horny too.

"Don't do that!  People will see."  I squirmed to get free, but he pulled the t-shirt up even higher exposing my bare breasts too.

"For god's sake, Emi.  You're naked!"

"I was just sunbathing on your balcony when you came back.  I didn't think you'd be back so soon."

"You were sunbathing on my balcony naked?" Kenta shouted in shock.  Suddenly, he grabbed his nose, and tilted his head down.  Apparently, he was so excited he'd gotten a nosebleed.  I finally got away from Futoshi, and ran towards the main entrance.  My t-shirt was still up around my waist, but it looked like someone was coming out of the building, so I slowed down, and pulled it back down.  I passed a middle-aged American man coming out, and he kind of gave me a look, but didn't say anything.  I'd left my key upstairs, so I had to wait for Futoshi and Kenta to catch up.  Kenta had a tissue stuck up his nose.  Futoshi gave me a dirty look, and started to lecture me,

"I can't believe you came down here like that.  Don't you feel embarrassed at all?"

"Of course I feel embarrassed.  You were the ones who dragged me down here."

"No but I mean sunbathing nude on the balcony?  What if someone saw you?"

"I don't think anyone did, and like I said, I didn't think you guys would be coming back so soon."

I could tell he wanted to scold me more, but he was worried the neighbors might hear, so he stopped.  When we got back to the apartment, Kenta disappeared into the washroom.  I poured myself some more juice, and then sat down on the couch.  It felt strange sitting there with Futoshi looking on knowing I'm bottomless, but there was something about the whole situation that was giving me butterflies.

"Aren't you going to get dressed?" Futoshi asked still a bit on edge.

"I guess you don't want me to sunbathe anymore."

Futoshi looked down at my hips, so I pushed down the hem to cover my pussy.

"Don't stare."

"What do you want me to do?  You're sitting there half naked."

I looked at him carefully.  I knew what I was doing was kind of dangerous, but I was pretty sure neither he nor Kenta would try anything, especially with Ryosuke on the way.  Still, it wouldn't be such a good idea to walk around the apartment naked with them watching me.

"OK.  Anyway, I'm going to go back out on the balcony but no peeking, OK? "  I bit my lip as I said this wondering if I was going too far.  Futoshi had always been very kind, and both of them had seen me nude a couple of times before.  Still, I knew I probably shouldn't tease them like this.  I guess I was still kind of excited from having been exposed like that in the courtyard.  Futoshi just sat there looking at me for a while, and then he got up, and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Kenta, are you OK?"

"Yeah, I'm fine.  I just got a bit overexcited I guess.  I think I'm going to lie down for a while."  He came out of the bathroom, and looked at me curiously wondering why I wasn't getting dressed.

"She wants to sunbathe some more on the balcony," Futoshi told him.  Kenta looked over at me sternly, and then said,

"Yeah, I guess that's OK, but just don't let anyone see you, OK?" and then disappeared off into his room.  Futoshi sat back down on the couch, and switched on the TV.

"Yeah, OK, go ahead.  We won't look."  It was hard to tell if he was serious.  They were both acting so strange ever since they found me out.

"Thanks," I smiled, getting up.  I went out onto the balcony again, and lay down on the deck chair hiding behind the couch, so Futoshi wouldn't be able to see me.  I felt really nervous because I knew the two of them were just inside.  I rolled over onto my front, looked back inside the window to make sure Futoshi wasn't watching, and then slowly pulled my t-shirt off over my head.  I set the t-shirt down on the side table, but my heart was pounding away in my chest.  I can't believe I'm lying here naked with the two of them knowing I'm out here like this.  I spread my legs, and gently touched myself down there.  Shivers of pleasure ran up my spine, but I was too nervous, and pulled my hand away.  I've got to settle down here.  I'd better phone Ryosuke, and see what time he's coming.

"Futoshi."

"Yeah."

"Can you bring me my bag with my sunblock and phone in it?"

He soon appeared at the door, staring out at my bare bottom.

"Oh, don't look.  Close your eyes."

"Oh, don't be silly, Emi.  If you don't want me to see you, get dressed."  He was right of course, but I wasn't thinking straight anymore.  I slowly sat up, letting him see my breasts and pussy.  I felt so electrified, my whole body on edge at what I was doing.  I nervously reached over, slid the glass door open, and took the bag from him.

"Thanks."  I quickly poured some sunblock into my hand, and started rubbing it on my breasts while Futoshi looked on.  I felt turned on, but terribly embarrassed too.  "This is kind of embarrassing.  Do you think you could be a gentleman, and just go back inside?"

His shorts were sticking out at the front, and I could tell he was getting seriously horny staring at me.  There was this moment of growing tension, and then he finally turned away, and sat back down.

"Sorry," he apologized his voice wavering.  I started rubbing the sunblock into my pubic hair, but the whole thing was just getting me too hot.  Once I was all oiled up, I got out my cell phone, and called Ryosuke again.  One of the busboys at his restaurant answered, and said Ryosuke was too busy to talk to me.  I was kind of irritated.  Here I was doing this incredible thing, and Ryosuke wouldn't even talk to me.  I asked the busboy to get Ryosuke to call me, hung up, and lay back down face up feeling frustrated and more than a little horny.  I could hear the TV, but I couldn't see Futoshi.

"You must think I'm pretty strange, huh?" I asked Futoshi through the open glass door.  I still couldn't see him, and he didn't say anything at first, but finally he answered.

"Uh, no, no, not at all."

"You have a sister, don't you?

"Yeah."

"What's she like?"

"I don't know.  Pretty normal I guess."

I felt a little hurt when he said this.  Obviously, he did think I was pretty strange.  I reached over, picked up my t-shirt, and pulled it back on.  I fixed the hem, and then came back inside.  He looked over at me, a bit more sympathetically.

"Oh, sorry, that's not what I meant to say.  I respect you a lot.  I think you're really brave to do the kind of things you do.  Sometimes I wish I had your nerve."  The way he said it with this far off look in his eyes made me wonder if he was talking about asking Satomi out.  Wouldn't that be something if he liked her as much as she liked him?  "I just wished you'd be more careful, you know?  Like I guess it's OK if you want to walk around half naked like that in front of Kenta and me, but you should be careful when none of us is around to protect you.  You never know what could happen."

I looked at him, and then smiled.  He does say the sweetest things sometimes.  I wondered if this was an offer to protect me if I wanted to do something really crazy.

"Thanks, Futoshi.  I appreciate that."  The atmosphere between us was getting a bit weird, but then we heard Kenta rooting around in the bedroom.  I bowed to Futoshi, and then ran off to the bathroom to have a shower, and get dressed.  Ryosuke phoned while I was in the shower to say he'd be here soon.  By the time he showed up, I'd settled down.  I never told him about that time, but after that, sometimes I wondered if Futoshi and Kenta didn't have a crush on me too.

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