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 Visiting with My Cousin Namie

   By Emi Tsuruta

   Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to
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   Over the Christmas holidays of my junior year, I went home to Japan. 
One of the people I wanted to see was my cousin Namie.  She's quite the
looker, cute with Japanese features, sort of like an idol.  Even though
she's older than me, she's kind of shy actually.  She met her husband,
Ryoichi, through a matchmaker.  I know that sounds old-fashioned, but it's
not so strange in Japan.  I hadn't seen her since her wedding, so I wanted
to meet up, and hear all about her new life.

   We arranged to meet at my Aunt Sachie's house.  Sachi is Namie's mother.
To look at Sachi, you'd think she was a blue blood in her elegant tailored
dresses and jewelry, but she has an earthier side, quite different from my
mom.  Sachi is probably the liveliest one of us all.

   Anyway, I caught the street car to their house, not so far from the
beach in Enoshima.  When I got there, Namie came bouncing to the door all
excited to see me.  It was great to see her again, and she obviously had a
lot to tell me about her new place and her life with Ryoichi.  It was her
day off, so she was dressed 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 good - healthy, young, alive.  She's
always looked good.  The first time I showed her picture to my boyfriend
Ryosuke, he was like "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.  Namie had some old clothes that she
didn't plan on wearing anymore, so they wanted me to see if there was
anything I wanted.  Her taste is a bit conservative, but she works in a
jewelry shop, so she has a some pretty dressy outfits.  Sachi was all ready
to do alterations if need be.

   Sachi brought the tea out to the living room, and we sat on the couch,
catching up.  Namie's new place sounded nice, and they were talking about
getting a second car for her.  I felt a bit envious.  I wish Ryosuke or I
could afford a car.

   Namie ran upstairs, and brought down the clothes for me to try.  She had
all kinds of stuff - dresses, jeans, t-shirts, a swimsuit and a pair of
bloomers (the high cut tight fitting shorts women volleyball players wear).
I went through them while we chatted.

   "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 works Saturdays, 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 friends than me."

   "Yeah, my mom was saying at the wedding how all his friends seemed to be
guys.  Maybe he's just shy.  Maybe you have to take the lead a bit, you
know."

   "Take the lead?" Namie said, mulling this over.  "What do you mean?"

   I looked at Sachi.  I knew that she and my mom talked, so I didn't want
to give away too much about me and Ryosuke.  My mom would freak if she
heard about the stuff we've done.  Mom probably 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 doesn't know what guys
like.

   "Aunt Sachi, don't you have some advice?" I asked, trying to get out of
this.  I pulled off my sweater, and then pulled on one of Namie's dresses.

   "I don't know," Sachi scratched her head.  "Things have changed a lot
since my day.  I never used to run around half naked..."

   She was pretty clearly looking at me!  You see my friend Michiyo and I
had gotten caught in a rainstorm, 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:
my uncle, my cousin Kanako, her husband, Namie's brother Hideki and one of
his friends, and there I was, running around in a skimpy little t-shirt.

   I was so embarrassed...  but I swear it was as much Aunt Sachi's fault
as mine.  Sachi loves to tease.  I wasn't so keen on showing them my
goodies, but this is one of the few places I can get away with stuff like
that.  My parents are much more uptight than Sachi.  Sachi seemed game, so
I decided to up the ante.

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

   "So where'd you learn all this?" Sachi asked coyly, teasing 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.  Anyway, our professor said one key is looking and being
seen."

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

   I'd gone through all the dresses, and came to the jeans.  I felt a bit
strange stripping off my own jeans in front of them, but they looked away,
and kept talking.  All this talk about sex had gotten me a bit worked up. I
looked out the big picture window at the back of their house, but all I
could see was the snowdrifts in their garden.  I struggled out of my own
jeans, and then pulled Namie's on.  The first pair was a bit tight.

   "Looking and being seen?" Namie said, puzzled.  "What do you mean?"

   "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.  Sachi had
seen me naked that time I was telling you about.

   "Do you mind if I try this on?" I asked pointing at the swimsuit.

   "No, no, go ahead."

   I peeked out the back window again, and then undid the zipper on my
jeans.  I felt kind of self-conscious, but Sachi went off to the kitchen to
get tea, and Namie was staring out the window thinking.  I stripped out of
my jeans, and then feeling adventurous, took off my blouse, bra and
panties. There I was in their living room naked!

   I reached down to pick up the swimsuit, and suddenly, my cell phone
rang. The sudden noise came as a shock.  It was so loud.  Sachi came out to
see what had happened.  I giggled nervously, a bit embarrassed to be caught
naked, but finally dug my cell phone out of my bag.  I felt even more
self-conscious now standing here naked, but it might be an important call.
It turned out to be my boyfriend Ryosuke who was still back in 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 laughed
when she heard my English.  Sachi and Namie had lived abroad too, but I
don't think they use English that much.  I told her to shush, but she
wouldn't settle down, so I went out into the hall.  Once Sachi starts
laughing, she just won't quit.

   "What do you want?  I'm kind of in the middle of something here," I
whispered to Ryosuke.  It was kind of cool in the hallway, so my nipples
were starting to stiffen.  Aunt Sachi was laughing away, so I moved further
down the hall to get some quieter.

   "What?" Ryosuke gasped.  "I just wanted to know how you're doing."

   "I'm at Aunt Sachi's right now.  Namie's here, and I'm trying on some
clothes." I didn't mention that I was naked.  No use getting him excited.

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

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

   "Tell her I say hi.  Oh, there's something I'm supposed to ask you."

   I was concentrating so much on the phone call I didn't notice the
rattling of keys at the front door.  Suddenly, the door opened, and there
was my teenage cousin, Hideki, in the doorway, staring at me shocked to
find me naked.

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

   "Emi!  Your clothes!"

   I knew I was naked.  I also knew I shouldn't let Hideki see, but it all
happened so fast.  I just stood there for the longest time, not knowing
what to do.  Hideki was trying to play it cool, but you could tell he was
stunned.  His usually dull eyes were darting around eyeing me up and down.
I finally stuck out my tongue at him, and ran back to the living room, kind
of excited myself.

   "Ryosuke, I better call you back," I told him, hanging up.  Hideki
followed me into the living room, eager to get a better look at me.

   "I was just changing," I explained.  "Turn around.  Don't look."

   Hideki was too worked up to listen though.  He just stood there,
gawking.

   "Oh, Hideki, don't stare.  It's not polite," Sachi scolded.  Hideki
continued to glare at me, but under pressure from his mom, backed off to
the kitchen.  I couldn't calm down for the life of me.  How could I let him
see me like this?  I should have been more careful.

   Namie wasn't amused, but her mom thought it was funny.  Even so, Sachi
motioned for me to put something on.  I picked up the swimsuit, and
eventually got it on.  It was a bit baggy in the middle.  Sachi offered to
take it in, and came over to measure.

   I listened at the kitchen door, but it sounded like Hideki had gone
upstairs.  I quickly slid out of the swimsuit, and handed it to Sachi. 
Hideki, however, suddenly came out of the kitchen, even more shocked to
find me still naked.  I covered my bush with my hand, and yelled at him,

   "Get out!  I'm still changing!"

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

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

   The door slammed shut, and I breathed a 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," Namie observed.  "You shouldn't
tease him."

   "Hideki's the one who teases me.  He used to put toads in my hair."

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

   Feeling a bit guilty, I picked up one of Namie's t-shirts, and pulled it
on.  At least I wasn't naked.

   "Oh, don't be silly.  Hideki couldn't care less about me," I scoffed.  I
walked over to the table, and re-filled my teacup, while Sachi fixed the
swimsuit.

   "I'm always amazed when you do things like that.  I don't think I could
do that, even in front of Ryoichi."

   "What?  Stand here naked?"

   "In the middle of the living room?" she exclaimed.

   "Why not?  He's your husband."

   "Yeah, but I haven't known him that long.  We just dated a few times...
"

   "What about us?  Could you do that in front of 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, embarrrassed.  Sachi interjected,

   "Just pretend like I'm not here."

   Good ol' Sachi.  She wanted Namie to be happy.

   "What would you do first?" I asked, testing Namie.

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

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

   "Oh I don't know.  What would you do?"

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

   She looked down fingering the buttons on her thick plaid shirt.  I
paused waiting.

   "What?  You want me to get undressed?  Here?" she exclaimed.

   "Yeah.  Why not?  You've got to learn to be comfortable with your body,
to enjoy being naked." I glanced over at Sachi, wondering if I was giving
too much away, but she was still working on the swimsuit.

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

   "I can't do this.  This is silly."

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

   Namie looked down at the floor, hesitating.  She was obviously
self-conscious about her body.  I never understood why.  Namie is a
beautiful woman, 'foxy' as Ryosuke put it.  I went over to her, and pulled
her hair away from her face.  She was quivering a bit under my gaze.

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

   Namie pulled back, defensive.  I didn't understand what she was so
sensitive about.  Everyone gets naked.  It's such a simple thing.

   "Oh, c'mon, Namie.  It's just us.  Look how I'm dressed." I lifted my
t-shirt, flashing her my pussy.

   "Oh Emi!  I can't do 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 had a
strange look on her face, like she was worried about me, but she didn't
object.  I reached down, and took a hold of Namie's jeans trying to get her
button undone.  She giggled, and pulled away.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Namie, relax.  You've got a great body.  I've seen guys checking you
out." I didn't want to tell her what Ryosuke had said, but it was on my
mind.

   "Really?  I don't think so."

   "Sure.  You always look beautiful...  even in those clothes.  I thought
so when I came in."

   She lowered her head gazing up at me through her bangs.  You could tell
she wanted to...  to get naughty I mean.

   "There.  That's more like it," I smiled.

   Namie glanced out the back window, trying to tell if anyone was out
there looking in.  I looked out too, and thought I saw something.  I
motioned for her to undress, but went over to the window trying to see what
it was.  There definitely was someone there.  I could see the top of their
head.  I looked back at Namie, but she'd finally started to take off her
jeans.  I continued to gaze out the window, and now I saw two heads.  It
had to be Hideki and one of his friends.  Worried that they could see me, I
covered my pussy with my hand.  I felt a tremor of embarrassment wash over
me.  I hadn't really expected Hideki to be so pervy.  Here I am trying to
help Namie, and they're messing it all up.

   Namie had got her jeans off, and looked down at her bare legs.

   "Now what?"

   I wasn't sure what to do.  Here I was telling Namie she had to be
braver, but suddenly we had an audience.  Maybe I should pull on some
bottoms myself.  Whenever I turned my back to the window, they kept jumping
up, peeking at my bare behind.  I put one hand behind me trying to hide my
butt crack at least, but I didn't want to upset Namie.  I was angry at
Hideki, but actually, I was getting a bit excited despite myself.  How do I
get myself in these messes?

   Deciding I really should hide, I came around to this side of Namie using
her to block their view.  Namie was looking at me expectantly, wondering
what I wanted her to do next.  My original plan was to have her strip, but
I didn't really want to embarrass her in front of the boys...  but I can't
just stop either.  Here she is finally warming to the idea of stripping
down.  This might be my only chance.

   I finally made up my mind.  I moved closer, and started undoing the
buttons on Namie's blouse.  She looked nervous, but I felt even moreso,
knowing the boys were watching wondering what on earth we were doing. 
Under Namie's shirt, she had on a shiny camisole, quite sexy I thought.

   "Where'd you get this?"

   "I bought it in Ginza.  It's quite warm."

   "You don't want warm.  You want sexy," I teased.  I really don't know
what had got in to me.  My thoughts kept heading in a naughty direction.

   I pulled the camisole up over her head and off.  Namie's underwear was
white and lacy.

   "Do you want to go out shopping some day?" I suggested.

   She laughed.

   "Is my underwear that bad?"

   "They're OK.  I was just thinking you might like something special... 
for bedtime."

   Namie blushed.  I couldn't see Hideki and friend anymore.  Had they
given up?  Cautiously, I came out from behind Namie, and peered out the
window, looking for them.  I couldn't find them at first, and moved a bit
closer.  The hem of my t-shirt was way up around my waist, so they could
probably see my pussy now.

   I finally spotted them.  They'd climbed up onto the back porch, and were
hanging from the railing trying to get a better view.  When they saw my
pussy though, they were so shocked they lost their grip, and fell down into
the snow.  Serves them right!

   Quickly, before they could get back up, I turned, and undid Namie's bra.
She covered her breasts with her hands, self conscious.  I motioned for her
to move her hands so I could see.  Her breasts were smaller than mine, but
were quite round and perky.  Her breasts were surprisingly dark especially
around the nipples.

   "Do you have an all over tan?" I gasped.

   "No," she frowned, embarrassed.

   Unable to resist the urge to tease her, I reached out, and tweaked her
nipples.  She squealed, and her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red.
She looked really sexy now, almost certainly turned on.

   I tried to pull down her panties, but she grabbed them, and held on for
dear life.  Finally, she relented, and let me pull them down.  Her pubic
hair was quite lush, thick and dark and fluffy.  Ryosuke had always told me
thick hair was a sign of a woman of strong appetites.  Was she a nympho
too?

   "How do you feel?" I asked, a bit surprised she'd let me strip her
naked.

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

   "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
herself.

   "My dear Emi, you really are a naughty little girl," she laughed.

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

   Sachi obviously thought this whole business was a bit over the top, 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 by the window," I blurted out, just on
impulse.  It slowly dawned on me that once the boys got up out of the snow,
they'd see her.  I was about to stop Namie, but now she was the one with a
mischievous gleam in her eye.  She was starting to enjoy this.

   Not realizing the danger, Namie jumped up onto the seat of the couch,
swiveling her bare ass provocatively at the big picture window.  My heart
was in my mouth.  Surely she'd notice the peeping toms out in the yard.

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

   'Too late,' I thought.  Namie stood there blinking innocently, framed in
dazzling sunlight streaming in through the window.  She peered out, but
maybe because of the brightness, didn't spot her brother and his friend. 
They must have been flipping out though because she was standing right
there, no longer hiding anything.

   Namie eventually turned, and set her bare behind down on the window
sill. I wanted to warn, I honestly did, but I just stood there, a bit in
awe of her sudden bravery.  I edged closer to the window, but I couldn't
see the boys either.  Where on earth had they got to?

   Oblivious, Namie dialed Ryoichi on her cell.  She spoke in a whisper,
shielding what she was saying from Sachi and me, but more than that, I was
worried about the boys who were doubtless getting quite an eyeful.  Namie
seemed strangely unconcerned about being spotted, but I guess she was new
to all this.  After the longest time, she finally came down off the couch,
and put away her phone.

   "What did he say?" I asked, incredulous.

   "He said he'll try to come home early tonight," she smiled, blushing.

   "Oh, that's great.  Good for you." I gave her a gentle hug, but we were
both quite nervous by then, so I let her go, so she could get back dressed.
First though, she ran over, and gave her mom a hug too.  Sachi was a bit
taken aback, but we were both glad to see Namie happy.

   While Namie got dressed, Sachi held up the swimsuit triumphantly.

   "There.  How's that?" she asked.

   "It looks good," I nodded.  I went over, and she nodded for me to try it
on.  I hesitated though worried about the boys, and I think that's what
finally set Sachi off.

   "Is there someone out there?" Sachi asked, getting up to look out the
window.  Hideki was hanging from the porch again, but when he saw his mom,
he let go, and dropped down into the snow.

   Satisfied that no one was there, Sachi nodded for me to try the swimsuit
on.  I wasn't so sure, but I peeled my t-shirt off, getting naked again.  I
think Sachi had scared the boys off, but it was hard to tell where they'd
got to.  I nervously fiddled with the swimsuit, wondering if they were
watching from the back door or somewhere.  I smiled bravely, and pulled the
swimsuit on, letting Sachi see.  I stood in the window while Sachi checked
the fit, and then then she told me to take it off again.

   I peered out at the snowy backyard, but Hideki and friend were nowhere
to be seen.  Getting braver again, I took off the swimsuit, and gave it to
Sachi.

   One thing that kind of bothered me was how Namie had been so brave,
standing naked right by the window, and them flashing them her bare butt
while she talked on the phone.  Of course she didn't know she was flashing
them, but even so, I felt like I'd been outdone.  I was highly tempted to
open the back door, and peek out, but I couldn't get up the nerve with
Sachi watching.  In the end, I got back dressed.

   Eventually, Hideki came back in.  He was trying to act normal, but I
could tell he was feeling guilty.  I apologized to him for getting angry,
but he just mumbled

   "K," unable to look me in the eye.

   Uncle Yuuzou came back, and we all had supper together.  Hideki didn't
say much.  I wonder if he was embarrassed about letting his friend see his
sister and me naked.  They must have wondered what we were doing.

   Emi Tsuruta
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/