My host mom's boyfriend
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like some background about me and my friends, please drop by my home page at:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/


There is a bunch of stuff I've been meaning to tell you about.  One thing is that my host mom Loretta has been dating this guy named Hank for the last little while.  I first met Hank a couple of years ago.  Loretta's kids and I all kind of knew she was seeing someone, and then one day, he turned up at the house.  I was a bit surprised because he was so handsome.  I mean not that Loretta isn't good-looking or anything, but I've always pictured her as a typical mom, so I always thought she'd probably end up going out with someone more serious and traditional I guess.  Hank is kind of special though.  He has a natural sweet smile and a fit athletic body.  He is younger than Loretta, maybe in his early thirties.  He apparently works as some kind of building contractor.  Even when I first met him, he seemed like a really nice guy.  Even when Loretta introduced me as 'the exchange student who's staying with us' rather than telling him my name, he smiled, and gave me a friendly wink.  I could tell we were going to get along.

We saw quite a bit of him after that.  On the days he wasn't working, he would come over, hang out, and watch TV or whatever.  Loretta would be off cooking supper, so I used to go in, and sit with him in the living room while we were waiting.  At first, I felt a bit nervous because I'd never really spent much time around such a handsome American man.  It was obvious that he and Loretta were very close, but sometimes while we were sitting there, I would catch him glancing over at me.  Not that he would flirt with me or anything.  He just seemed curious about me for some reason.  I don't why, but sometimes when he was looking at me, I would feel butterflies in my tummy.  It made me feel special to have such a handsome man take an interest in me.

Then, one day in the summer, I had the day off, so I went to the beach with my friend Asuna.  At night, Asuna had other plans, so I just ended up coming back home.  Hank was there watching TV in the living room, and he said 'hi' when I came in.  I was kind of thirsty because it was so hot out that day, so I went toward the kitchen to get some lemonade.  I was still in my pink bikini and white hoodie, and Hank turned to check out my backside as I walked by.  I guess maybe he'd done things like that before, but I hadn't really noticed.  Still, it did feel kind of nice to know that I could catch his interest like this.

Loretta was working on this whole big spread in the kitchen.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"I'm holding a party here tonight.  Didn't I tell you?"

"Oh, that's right.  Do you need some help?"

"No, I'm fine."  She looked down disapprovingly at my shocking pink thong bikini bottoms.  "You'd better hurry up, and get changed.  The guests will be arriving soon."

It was the summer, so I often walked around in my bikini after coming back from the beach, so I didn't really know what she was making such a big deal about.  I kind of nodded, and walked back out to the living room.  I didn't really feel like changing yet though, so I stood there for a moment, looking at the TV.

"What are you watching?" I asked Hank, curious.

"I don't know.  Some stupid show."

I pulled over one of the dining room chairs, and straddled it backwards.  Just as I expected, Hank craned his head over to get a better look at my bottom.  I felt a twinge of excitement run up my spine, as I realized he was staring right at my near naked hips.

"Is there anything else on?" I asked trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Not really.  What are those?" he said pointing toward some DVD's lying on the floor.

"Oh just some stuff I rented.  This one was pretty good.  It's a story about a woman boxer and her trainer."

"Hey, that does sound good!  Could you put it on?"

I got up off the chair, and kneeled down in front of the TV.  I could feel his eyes on my rear as I leaned forward, and stuck the DVD into the player.  I straightened back up, but I felt all nervous and hot now from his gaze.  Still, sitting on the floor, I pulled off my hoodie, giving him an even better look at my bikini-clad body.

The movie started playing, but there were these big black bars at the top and bottom of the screen.

"Oh no.  This is the wide screen version.  Maybe I'd better flip it over."

I leaned forward again, starting to feel a little naughty for teasing him in this way.  He straightened up in his chair, evidently trying to hide a developing hard-on.  Had I gone too far?  I hadn't really meant anything by it.  I just thought it would be kind of funny to test him a bit, see how he would react.  He was looking at me more seriously now, wondering perhaps if I was coming on to him.  That wasn't really what I was intending though, so I decided to beat a hasty retreat to my room, before he got other ideas.  It was kind of fun though teasing him, and seeing that he was interested in me in that way.

Up on the second floor, there was no sign of my host mom's kids Brandon and Jennifer.  They often went out whenever their mom had a party.  I didn't really want to go to the party either, but I hadn't made any other plans.  I sat down, turned on my computer, and connected to the internet.  I started up my chat program, and sure enough, my boyfriend Ryosuke was online.

"What are you doing?" I typed.

"I got that webcam you were asking about.  Do you want to try?"

It took us a few minutes to get it all set up, but soon, I could see his smiling face.

"Were you swimming?" he asked, noting my bikini.

"Yeah, I was at the beach with Asuna.  What are you up to now?  Loretta's having a party, but I'd rather go out.  Are you busy?"

"Oh, I don't know.  I was planning on just staying in tonight, and taking it easy."

I was kind of disappointed to hear this.  I wanted to go out.

"Is there anything I can do to change our mind?" I whispered into the mike.  He raised an eyebrow curious as to what I had in mind.  I got up, closed the door, and came back.

"Like what?"

"Oh I don't know," I answered, playing hard to get.  "I was thinking of having a shower."

He gave me this kind of funny look.  I could tell he wanted to see me.  He was just too lazy to get ready, and come out.

"Nah, I think I'll pass for today.  I appreciate the offer though."

Unwilling to give up so easily, I pulled the straps on my bikini off my shoulders and down.

"Are you sure you don't want to join me?  I need someone to scrub my back."  I don't know why, but for some reason, I was getting a real kick out of this, teasing him with my new play toy.  He licked his lips, but just sat there staring blankly at the screen.  I felt a bit embarrassed, but I finally undid my top, and took it off, showing him my bare breasts.  This certainly got his interest because he perked right up.

"Can you show me a bit more?"

Shivering a bit from the embarrassment, I stood up, and slowly pulled down my bottoms, showing him my pussy and then my behind.  He wiped some drool from the corner of his mouth, and I was sure I had him, till the doorbell rang downstairs.

"Oh, shoot!  Loretta's guests are here."  I sat back down on the chair, but somehow this interruption had broken the spell.  His eyes narrowed.  He told me to give him a call later, but I knew now it would be almost impossible to lure him out.  He honestly did seem very tired.  I was feeling more than a little frustrated.  I hated it when he ignores me like this.  Maybe I should go looking for a new boyfriend, someone who's more interested in me.  I don't know.  There must be someone like that out there somewhere.

I shut off the chat, wrapped a towel around me, and snuck across to the bathroom.  I could hear the guest's voices from downstairs.  Maybe I'll just stay up here in my room all night.  Soon though, I heard Loretta calling me from downstairs.

"Emi!  Emi!  Are you ready yet?  The guests are all here."

I turned off the shower, and quickly dried myself off with a towel.  Figuring everyone was still downstairs, I came out into the hall still holding the towel instead of wrapping it around me.

"I'm not quite ready yet.  You guys start eating without me.  I'll get something later."

"K," she yelled back.  I turned around to go back to the bathroom, but there standing in Loretta's doorway was Hank.  He'd clearly been watching me the whole time, getting a long look at my naked body.  I covered my mouth in shock, and got so flustered I even dropped my towel.

"It's OK," Hank told me, trying to calm me down.  "You've got a great body," he noted, nodding down at my bare breasts and bush.  I finally managed to pick up the towel, but I was so rattled I didn't know what to do.  I guess my teasing Hank earlier had got him thinking about me, and he'd come upstairs to see what I was up to.  I don't think he'd intended to spy on me, but he was making no bones about staring at me now.  Hopelessly embarrassed, I stormed back to my room, and slammed the door.

I heard him gently knocking on it, whispering an apology, but I was way too worked up to answer.  How could I go, and do such a stupid thing?  How would I ever face him or Loretta again?

He eventually gave up, and went downstairs.  I lay there on my bed playing over what had just happened in my head for the longest time, but eventually, started feeling hungry.  I got dressed, and went downstairs to the kitchen, but he came in to apologize again.  Loretta clearly had no idea what had happened.  I felt relieved in a way.  Perhaps this would all blow over soon enough.

For the next little while, relations with Hank were kind of strained.  He would look quite concerned whenever he saw me as if he had done the most horrible thing.  I eventually realized I'd been overreacting a bit.

Then, one night, I went out to supper with my friend Satomi to Ryosuke's restaurant.  Ryosuke's boss, Mr. Ueda was there, and he had treated us to a little sake.  Ryosuke still had to clean up and everything, so I ended up just coming straight home.  I was feeling a little discouraged because I had wanted to spend some time with Ryosuke, but it seems like he's always so busy with work and stuff.

When I came in the door, Hank was there sitting in the living room watching TV with the lights down low.  Loretta, Brandon and Jennifer had apparently gone to bed.

"You're home late," he noted.  I pulled off my shoes, and stumbled in trying to shake off the effects of the sake.

"Uh, yeah, sorry," I apologized, pulling my hair back out of my eyes.  "You're here late too.  Are you sleeping over?" I asked, curious.  I'd long suspected that Loretta and Hank were sleeping together, but this was the first time I'd seen him here so late.

"No, I guess I'll be heading home soon.  I was just sort of sitting here recharging my batteries for the trek home," he smiled.  I went into the living room, and tried to see what he was watching.  "Come on in, and have a seat," he offered.  I looked at him a bit surprised by his sudden friendliness.

"No, that's OK.  I think I'm going to go upstairs, and have a shower."

He shot me a look, obviously remembering having caught me coming out of the shower naked a few weeks before.  I smiled wanly, nodded an apology, and quickly nipped upstairs.  What did I have to go, and say that for?  It'd taken us this long just to get back to talking normal again, and here I'd gone, and brought up the whole thing again.  That was a silly thing to do.

I peeked out my door, just to make sure he was still downstairs, and then quickly stripped out of my clothes.  For some reason, I couldn't stop thinking about that night.  What had he said?  'You have a nice body.'  I was glad that someone appreciated it, what with Ryosuke ignoring me so much lately.

I nipped across to the bathroom, had a quick shower, and toweled off.  Back in my room, I pulled on a pair of boy-style pj's.  Speaking of which, I have to pick out something for Asuna's pajama party.  I wonder who all will be there.

I was getting thirsty, so I headed back downstairs to get a drink.  Hank was still sitting there quietly in the dark watching some gothic monster movie.  I sat down on the couch across from where he was sitting.

"So Emi, what are you up to these days?  I haven't seen you for a while."

I eyed him a bit nervously.  I guess I'd been avoiding him ever since that day.

"Not much," I answered blandly.  "My friend Asuna's having a pajama party this Saturday," I added without thinking.  He raised an eyebrow, obviously intrigued.

"What are you going to wear?" he asked.  I looked at him cautiously, wondering why he seemed so interested.  I guess it was a harmless enough question, but for some reason, everything seemed to keep reminding me of that night.

"I don't know.  I haven't really decided yet."

"What outfits were you thinking of?" he asked obviously very curious.  I debated what to do for a while, and finally decided to ask him for his opinion.

"OK, wait here.  I'll be right back."  I ran upstairs, and fished through my drawers.  A lot of my pj's were in the laundry, but I did find one long flower-print nightgown and my frilly white baby doll nightie and shorts.  That might be a bit much, but I decided to bring it with me anyway.  I tiptoed back downstairs, being careful not to wake Loretta.  I held up the nightgown for him to see.

"How's this?"

"I can't really tell.  Maybe you'd better try it on," he suggested, his face smiling quietly in the light from the TV.  I hesitated, a bit embarrassed.

"Try it on?" I asked, confused.  Was he asking me to change right here in front of him?

"Yeah, sure.  In the kitchen or wherever."

I glanced over at the kitchen door, somewhat uncertainly.  Surely, he wasn't going to try to spy on me again, was he?  He kept smiling though, and nodding for me to go ahead, so I finally went into the kitchen, and closed the door.  I don't know why, but I was starting to get all excited.  I checked the door, just to make sure he wasn't trying to peek or anything, and then undid the buttons on my top, and pulled it off.  I wasn't wearing a bra, so I felt a bit self-conscious standing here topless in the kitchen.  I quickly pulled the nightgown on over my head, and then shed my bottoms.  The gown wasn't terribly low cut or anything, so I looked decent enough.

I stepped out into the living room to show him.  I already felt quite naughty because I wasn't wearing anything underneath the gown.

"Nice," he grinned looking me up and down.  "What's that other outfit?"

"Oh, that.  I don't think I can wear that one."

"Why not?  It looks nice."

"Yeah, it looks OK, but the panties tie at the sides, and the bows keep coming loose."

He got up from his chair, and got me to show them to him.

"Maybe you're not tying them on right.  Have you tried a slip knot?"  His eyes were kind of shining in the darkness, reflecting from the TV and the street lights outside.

"What's that?"

"It's a special kind of knot sailors use.  I learned a lot about knots when I used to work on a ship.  Here try them on, and I'll show you."

I guess I sort of knew this was heading in a dangerous direction, but for some reason, it all seemed pretty reasonable at the time.  Maybe I was still feeling the effects of the sake I'd had earlier.  I gathered up my pj's, and headed back to the kitchen to change again.  I got the nightie on easily enough, but the strings on the panties were as slippery as ever.  I tied them in a bow as tightly as I could, and then cautiously peeked out the door to the living room.

"This is kind of embarrassing," I blushed, hiding behind the door.

"No worries.  Come on out, and let me see."

I stepped out into the living room, and showed him.

"Wow!" he enthused.  "You look gorgeous."

I blushed covering my crotch with my hand.

"Hey, don't worry," he said.  "The hem is long enough you could probably get away with wearing no panties at all."

"Oh, I don't know," I shook my head.  "That might be a bit much."

"Here let me see..."

I rubbed my face, my whole body burning with embarrassment.  I slowly lifted up the hem of the nightie showing him the silky white panties.

"Turn around," he told me.  I did.

"Wow!  You've got the cutest little a-..."  He broke off mid-sentence.

"What?"

"No, nothing.  Here let me see the ties."

What was he going to say?  I have the cutest little what, I wonder.  I went over, and stood in front of the big armchair where he sat.  He motioned for me to come closer.

"You're just using bows, are you?  No wonder."  He gave one bow a gentle tug, and it came undone.  I gasped as my panties slipped, and almost fell before he caught them.  I now felt insanely exposed standing here in the living room not far from the big picture window with him holding my panty ties in his hands.

"So how do you make this slip knot, was it?" I asked my voice quivering.  He made a loop with either end, and then passed one loop inside the other, and then tightened it.  It did look a bit safer than a simple bow.

"Here.  You try?" he said pointing to the bow on the other side.  I turned my back to him, and undid that bow, while he quickly pulled apart his own slipknot.  My pussy was starting to tingle like crazy.

"Here, sit down," he motioned pointing to his lap.  At first, I resisted, but then he pulled the string he was holding down, peeking in amusement at my bare backside.

"Hey, cut that out!"  I quickly sat down on his knee desperately trying to hide my rump.

"Honestly, Emi, I swear you've got the cutest ass I've ever seen."

I grabbed one of the armrests trying to straighten up, but clearly, I'd taken my teasing too far.  He'd pulled my panties away from my rear, and was pulling me back into him, letting me feel the size of his erection.  When I grabbed the other armrest to get up, he'd pulled my panties clear off.  I looked down in shock at my exposed pussy, shining from the light from the window.  He'd wrapped his strong hands around my hips, and was rubbing the tent in his pants up in between my legs.  Luckily, my squealing had woken up Loretta.  We heard her get up, and come out to the top of the stairs.

"Emi, is that you?"

On hearing her voice, Hank panicked, and I managed to break free from his grasp, and stand up.  I turned to look for my panties, but he just stared at my pussy in fascination.  Oh god.  Now what do I do?

"Um, Loretta, yeah, it's me," I called up to her.  "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

"Is someone down there with you?"

A shiver ran up my spine, as I looked down at Hank.  He was obviously too spooked to answer himself.

"Um, yeah, Hank and I were just watching some TV."

Suddenly, Loretta started coming down the stairs.

"Hank, darling, sorry I didn't realize you were still here.  I must have drifted off."

Panicking, I sat back down on the couch, and pulled my nightie down over my pussy.  Hank was really sweating now.  I'd been in similar situations before sneaking around with Ryosuke, but from the look of it this was something new for him.  His face was pale as a ghost.  Loretta came out into the living room.

"Emi, don't you have school tomorrow?  Shouldn't you be getting to bed?"

I quickly got up, and scurried past her to the stairs.

"OK, good night, then."  I shot Hank an angry glance, and then quickly scurried up the stairs.  It looked like Loretta might have caught a brief glimpse of my bare backside, but she didn't say anything, and quickly turned back to Hank.  I wasn't sure how much Loretta had heard or suspected.  I pulled on some other bottoms, but I couldn't really hear what they were talking about.  Fortunately, the next morning, she seemed the same as ever.  I was so relieved.  I promised myself for the hundredth time to be more careful.  Hank seemed pretty edgy the next few times I saw him, but at least, it looked like he learned his lesson.

Anyway, talk to you soon.

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