Computer Trouble
By Emi Tsuruta

One afternoon a while back, I came home from school, went up to my room, and switched on my computer to check my email.  I was expecting an email from my sister Norika, who was getting ready to come here to Oceanview to visit me.  For some reason though, the computer wouldn't connect.  I phoned the internet company, but after they made me check a whole bunch of things, they said it must be a problem with our phone lines.  When my host mom, Loretta came back from work, we called the phone company, and they said they'd send a technician over the next day.

I didn't really want to be home alone when this strange man came calling, so I invited my boyfriend Ryosuke to come over, and keep me company.  He came over fairly early, and I made him lunch, and we sat around in the kitchen chatting.  There was still no sign of the phone man, so we went up to my room, and stretched out on my bed, and relaxed.  Ryosuke was in a bit of frisky mood, and soon one thing led to another, and we started kissing.  I lay back, and let him kiss me, and teased him a bit.

Actually, I was a bit worried about fooling around in the house, because I knew that Loretta or her kids might come back.  Ryosuke and I had made out in my room before, but not that often.  Still, I find it awfully hard to settle Ryosuke down once he gets started.  He was kissing me all over really passionately, and then soon I felt his hand up the back of my mini-skirt tugging on my panties.  I tried to reach down, and stop him, but he slid his other hand up my sweater, and started fondling my breasts.  Almost before I knew it, he'd gotten my panties down, and had found my... well you know, the most sensitive place on my body.  Ryosuke was all excited, and I can admit I was too.  He undid his trousers, and we were just about to start doing it, when suddenly the doorbell rang.  I was so worked up it took me a moment to realize that it must be the man from the phone company.

Ryosuke got off of me.  I quickly grabbed a tissue, and wiped between my legs.  I looked around for my panties, but Ryosuke got to them first, and stuffed them in his pocket.

"Hey!  What are you doing?" I pouted.

"You look fine like that.  You'd better hurry."

I stood up, and looked at myself in the mirror.  I was wearing this black and pink flared mini-skirt with a flower pattern.  I guess it didn't look too indecent, but it was awfully short.  I shot Ryosuke a look, but he nodded for me to go ahead.  I didn't really want to go meet this guy with no panties on, but in the end, I gave in.  I scooted down the stairs holding my skirt down as best I could.

The man from the phone company was maybe thirty or so, clean cut and fairly good-looking, dressed in a khaki workman's uniform.  He stood there listening while I explained the problem to him.  I turned to lead him up to my room, but immediately realized this would mean he'd probably be able to see my bare bottom as I walked up the stairs.  Ryosuke was standing at the top of the stairs looking down at me with this evil grin.  I glared up at him, annoyed.  Knowing him, he'd probably been planning all this right from the start.  I flattened down my skirt as best I could, and eyed the phone man edgily.  He just stood there blinking at me.  I forced a smile, and then slowly started up the stairs.  When I glanced back, he looked up, and met my gaze, but clearly, he'd been peeking up my skirt.  Luckily, it looked like he hadn't figured out that I was commando yet.  Still at this angle, it was only a matter of time.

I scurried up the last few steps, and ran past Ryosuke into my room.  The guy came in, scrunching up his lips in a curious expression.  He must have got a glimpse at my bare behind, but clearly, he didn't know quite what to make of the whole situation.  He eyed Ryosuke edgily.  I pointed out where the phone jack was behind my desk, and finally he got out some tools, kneeled down, and set to work.

Ryosuke sat down on the bed, and gave me this big grin.  He was clearly enjoying all of this, getting his jollies watching me flash the poor phone guy.  My heart was beating away a mile a minute, and I could feel my face getting all flushed.  Some of the stuff on my desk was kind of in the guy's way, so I gathered it up, and moved it over to my night table.  I guess I kind of knew that when I leaned forward to set the stuff down, the two of them would get another peek at my bottom.  I straightened up, playfully bouncing my hands against my skirt, getting butterflies in my tummy from my own daring.  Ryosuke smiled, but the phone man was crouched down caught up in his work.  I smiled a bit, wondering if I could get away with teasing them a bit more.

I strolled around behind the man, and leaned way forward flashing Ryosuke my behind as I picked up a roll of boxing tape from my night table.  I glanced back at Ryosuke, who was grinning away like anything, happy to see me in such a daring mood.  The repairman finally finished what he was doing though, so I quickly straightened back up, and fixed my skirt.  The man looked quite serious, but I was having a terrible time keeping a straight face.  I felt so giddy I thought I was going to burst.

"I think I've found the problem," he explained.  "Some of your wires appear to have been eaten away perhaps by a squirrel or something."  Still kneeling on the floor, he took some kind of legal document out of his briefcase, and showed it to me.  "Do you have wire insurance?"

I took a step forward, and then squatted down to take a better look.  I did my best to hold my legs together, desperately trying not to flash him my pussy at such close range, but the feeling of air on my privates was driving me crazy.  I half stood up, and put the tape on the chair, and then quickly squatted back down, causing my skirt to fly up again, flashing Ryosuke, but hopefully not the phone man.  He was jabbering away about the insurance plan, so I finally just told him I'd show it to Loretta when she got home.  I listened to him explain a few more things, but I could hardly stop thinking about what a chance I was taking, squatting there in front of him with no panties on.  If he knew what was going on, he gave no sign, and soon rushed off to his next service call.  I was so relieved and happy that I'd gotten away with this kind of thing again.  Ryosuke came over, gave me a big hug, and patted me on my bare backside.

After that, my internet was working better, but something else happened.  I came rushing home from school to get ready for a date with Ryosuke, but when I got to my room, my host mom's son, Brandon, was sitting there at my desk working away on my computer.

"Brandon!  What are you doing here?  Get out!  I have to get ready.  I'm going out."

"Don't get your shorts all in a knot.  Remember when you were complaining about how old this computer is.  Well, I talked to mom, and we went out today, and bought you some new stuff for it."

"Well, thanks.  But, anyway, it's going to have to wait.  I've got a... I've got to get ready.  Couldn't you work on it some other time?"

He just ignored me, and continued to fiddle around.  I glared at him, impatiently tapping my foot on the floor, but he didn't even look up.  I looked at my watch.  I wasn't supposed to meet Ryosuke till seven, but I wanted to have a shower, and get dressed up and everything before.  I finally got fed up waiting for Brandon, and decided to start getting ready.  I reached into my t-shirt, undid my bra, and took it off.  Brandon still seemed to be focusing on the computer, so I undid my belt and the top button on my jeans.  I knew I shouldn't be stripping with him sitting right there, but he was so absorbed in the computer, I thought maybe he might not even notice.  I pulled off my jeans, and sat down on my bed facing away from him.  He still didn't look up, so I carefully slid down my panties, getting a thrill from getting naked with him sitting right there.  I pulled the hem of my t-shirt down to cover my bare behind, stood up, and got a towel from my drawer.

"Anyway, hurry up, and finish whatever it is you're doing.  I'll need the room when I get back."

He didn't even nod or anything as I left.

Once I'd showered, and gotten all cleaned up, I pulled my t-shirt back on, and came back.  Brandon was still there fiddling away.  I noticed this shiny cream-colored cylinder thing attached to the side of the monitor with a cord running out of it.

"What are you working on, anyway?" I asked, motioning for him to shove over, so I could sit down next to him.  I guess this was a silly thing to do, but I'd been standing there without panties for a few moments, and he hadn't seemed to notice yet.

"It's a webcam."

I sat down, and stared at the screen, not yet realizing fully what it was.  There was a window open with a picture of Brandon's friend Dylan sitting there.  The picture started moving, and I guess at first I thought it was a movie.  Brandon stood up, and motioned towards a microphone sitting on the desk.

"Try saying something."

I looked back at Brandon a bit surprised, finally beginning to figure out what it was.  I leaned forward, and spoke into the mike.

"Dylan?  Where are you?"

"I'm at home in my room," he said speaking into his headset.  I don't know why, but for some reason, I found this all pretty amazing.  I guess I'd heard of webcams before, but I'd never really seen one work.  I sat up, and leaned forward even more, speaking directly into the mike.

"Wow!  It's like something out of a sci fi movie.  Videophones."  Suddenly, I realized that by leaning forward in this way, I had probably yanked the hem of my t-shirt up, exposing my bare backside to Brandon.  I quickly sat back in my chair, my heart pounding in my chest.  I was almost afraid to look back, and see his reaction.  I hadn't really meant to flash him at all.

"Yeah," Dylan went on.  "It's pretty cool.  We've been playing around with it all afternoon."

"But after you came, it got even better," Brandon chimed in.  I could tell from the way he said this that something was up.  I suddenly realized that perhaps Dylan had seen me get undressed earlier.

"Anyway, I think we'd better shut this all down," I told them.  "I have to get ready."

They both looked so disappointed, but I was starting to think I had gone way too far allowing them to see me like this.

"How do you shut this thing off?" I asked.

"Just click on the red icon.  The control for the camera is on the cord behind the desk."

I cut the connection with Dylan, and then stood up to look for the camera control.  I soon realized that Brandon was staring down at my bare bottom.  I pulled the hem down to cover it, but Brandon stood there grinning away.

"You've got such an amazing body, Emi.  Do you think that we could...?"  He left the question unfinished, but it was pretty clear that my little show had gotten him all heated up.  I was feeling more than a little excited myself, not so much because I liked him or anything, but just because he let me get away with this kind of stuff without telling on me.  I finally had to go over, and steer him out the door.  I closed the door behind him, and leaned up against it, trying to get my feelings back under control.  I've got to stop doing things like that.  It gets me way too excited.

That night I went out with Ryosuke, and I told him about my new webcam.  He promised to buy one too, so the two of us could do video chat.

Around that time, I went back to the mall, and bumped into Yuuki again.  She's the girl who runs the Japanese goods stall in the center of the mall.  As I probably mentioned, she is kind of friends with Takuya and Hiro, the two boys who were staying in my friend Satomi's dorm that summer.  Anyway, we got to talking about computers, and I mentioned that I'd got my internet fixed.

"Oh, yeah," she said.  "I've been having problems with my computer too.  I've been meaning to get someone in to take a look at it, but I'm always working during the day."

"If you want, I could go over, and let the repairman in," I offered.  Yuuki had been good to me, giving me a whole bunch of clothes for free.

"Oh, would you?  That would be great."

After that, she set up an appointment with a Japanese guy who fixes computers.  I didn't really know him, but I'd heard of him.  He'd helped out some of my other friends, and is kind of well known in the Japanese community here.  I invited Ryosuke to come wait with me again.  When he got there, we were both so happy.  It so rarely that we get to spend time alone together like this, away from my host family and his.

"Do you mind if I take a shower?" I asked.

"Not at all.  Do you mind if I watch?" he quipped, sitting down on the edge of the bed, his eyes gleaming with excitement.  I debated stripping there in front of him, but I was feeling a bit self-conscious though standing by the large window, so I ended up running off to the bathroom, and changed in there.

I got in the shower, and turned it on.  Before long though, I heard a knock at the door outside.  It turned out to be the computer guy.  I'd almost forgotten about him.  I heard Ryosuke let him in, and get him set up.  I finished my shower, and toweled off, but suddenly, I realized I'd left my bag with my change of clothes outside in the bedroom.  My heart beating away, I held the towel up against my body, and shyly opened the door.  The repair guy had his back to me, and didn't look up.  I was relieved in a way, but I couldn't help feeling excited standing here practically naked just a few feet away from him.

"My bag?" I whispered to Ryosuke motioning for him to bring it.  He smirked at me, reached down into my bag, and brought over a white tank t-shirt.  "And my shorts?" I whispered urgently.  He glanced over at the computer guy, who still wasn't watching, and then whispered back,

"Just wear this."

I hadn't really told Ryosuke about my teasing Brandon earlier, so I wondered for a moment if somehow he'd heard about that.  I wasn't sure if I should, but Ryosuke kept nodding eagerly for me to do it.  I finally took the top from him, and went back inside the bathroom.  I pulled it on over my head, and looked at myself in the mirror.  It wasn't so bad I guess.  The cotton material was thick enough that you couldn't really see through it, and it was more or less long enough to cover up my bush and backside.  Still, just to be sure, I wrapped a white towel around my waist, and tied it on.  There.  That's better.

I cautiously tiptoed back out into the main room to see what was going on.  The guy was typing away, and started explaining what the problem was, evidently thinking it was my computer and room.  I didn't really understand what he was talking about, but I sat down on the bed, and nodded politely.  It was good in a way that he didn't know who I was.  It made me feel less worried because I'd probably never see him again.  Ryosuke climbed up on the bed, and came around behind me.

"Here, let me dry your hair."  Almost before I realized what he was doing, he pulled the towel off from my waist, and starting drying my hair with it.  I looked down in shock at my pussy, feeling a sudden rush of excitement at being exposed.  I knew of course that I should cover up, but I just sat there with my still wet pubic hair showing, waiting to see what would happen.  The guy glanced over this way, but he just kept right on talking without even looking down at my naked pubus.  I was absolutely baffled.  My pussy felt like it was on fire, but he didn't even seem to care.

"Do you have the installation CD that came with your computer?" he asked.  Blushing horribly by now, I stood up, and then squatted down next to him looking at where he was pointing.  The hem of the t-shirt was caught way up around my waist leaving my bare bottom hopelessly exposed.  My whole body was trembling, and without wanting to, I was starting to feel very very horny.

"CD?"  I pushed the hem back down, as I stood up, and walked over to Yuuki's bookshelf.  "Is this it?" I asked holding up one of her CD's.

"No," he smiled cheerily.  Half out of my mind with embarrassment and desire by now, I walked back, and for no apparent reason, gave the hem of my t-shirt a little tug, flashing him my pussy much more obviously this time.  I was trying to smile sweetly, but something about the whole situation - his good-natured politeness, the way he was trying to act like nothing was wrong - made me want to tease him even more.  I was so wet it wasn't even funny.

Ryosuke, for his part, was trying his best not to grin.  He got up to look for the CD, so I sat down on the bed facing the guy.

"Would you like something to drink?" I asked.

"No, thanks," he smiled.  I honestly couldn't figure out how he could act so calm.  Was he nearsighted, and hadn't realized I was bottomless?  Or was he just trying to be polite?

We had to wait while Ryosuke sifted through Yuuki's stuff looking for the lost CD, so the guy started explaining about what all was wrong with her computer.  I listened, and nodded politely, but I couldn't stop thinking about my naked pussy.  I slid a hand around my back, and nervously fingered the crack of my bottom, all the while continuing to nod at the guy's story.

Eventually, he finished what he had to say, and looked around for something to do.  I was a bit offended as he started folding up his equipment, not even bothering to look at me now.  I pulled my legs up, and spread them, my pussy burning with excitement.

Suddenly, there came a knock at the door.  I nearly jumped out of my skin.  Who on earth could be calling?  I looked over at Ryosuke who had found the CD.  He handed it to the computer guy, and went to answer the door.  It turned out to be Akira, the boy who lived downstairs, who I'd met last time I'd been here.  He stared at Ryosuke quite surprised to find a man here.  He quite clearly had the hots for Yuuki, although as far as I could tell she wasn't really interested in him.

"Oh, hey!  Where's Yuuki?"

I got up, and pushed down the hem coming over to the door.

"Oh sorry, Akira, was it?  She's not here.  She asked me to house-sit today because there's someone here fixing her computer."

Akira stared in at the repairman and Ryosuke and then down at my bare legs.  He had seemed pretty interested in me the last time I met him too.  I pulled down the hem of my tank top hoping he couldn't see my pubic hair.  I was getting even more excited standing there in the open doorway.

"Oh, I see," Akira went on.  "I was just wondering if I could get my bottle opener back.  I lent it to Yuuki the other day."

"Um, do you know where she keeps it?" I asked hoping to get rid of him as quickly as possible.  I hadn't really counted on company when this whole thing started.

"In one of the kitchen drawers maybe."

We looked there and in the cupboards, but I couldn't see it.  Suddenly, I spotted something on the coffee table.  I leaned down to pick it up, but when I straightened back up, I immediately realized I'd just flashed Akira my bare bottom.  His eyes were swimming, stunned by how little I was wearing with all these strange guys here.  I kind of felt bad about flashing him, but at least I was getting more of a reaction from him than from the repair guy.

"This is it, isn't it?" I asked handing the opener to Akira.  He still looked pretty dazed, but he finally managed a nod.  Ryosuke was getting impatient and finally, escorted him out the door.

"Who's that?" Ryosuke asked showing a bit of jealousy for once.

"Just some guy who lives downstairs."

The computer guy finally managed to fix Yuuki's computer, and started packing up.  I sat back down on the bed, and raised my legs again.  Ryosuke's face looked torn, but his pants were bulging.  The computer guy handed me some pamphlets, and I held them right in front of my open pussy, trying one last time to get a reaction out of him.  He stared down at my pussy, but launched into an explanation of what the pamphlets were about.  I couldn't understand how he could be so calm.  I saw him off to the door, and he smiled at me as he left, I guess as a sign that he had enjoyed my little show even if he'd been too embarrassed to let on before.

After he was gone, Ryosuke came over, and gave me a big hug.

"You are amazing, you know that?  I can't believe you did that."

I smiled shyly, but my whole body was glowing from the joy of having gotten away with it.

"Weren't you worried that he'll tell people?"

"He thinks I'm Yuuki," I grinned.  Ryosuke let out the most wicked howl, and then we made sweet passionate love on Yuuki's bed.

Anyway, that's all for now.  Talk to you soon.

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