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 Swim Team

   By Emi Tsuruta

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

   When I was in high school in Japan, I was a member of the girls swim
team, but I also was a 'manager' for the boys swim team.  In English,
'manager' sounds like an important job, but actually, what we did mostly
was lifeguard, cheer the boys on, clean the pool, organize training camps
and stuff like that.  Maybe that part of it didn't help my swimming that
much, but it did give me a chance to get to know all the guy swimmers in
our school.  There was one other female 'manager,' Miyuki, and the guys on
the team used to tease us, and flirt with us quite a bit.  Some of the guys
were kind of cute, but I didn't go out with any of them at that time.  I do
have a lot of fond memories though of all those nights after school joking
around with them at the pool.

   After high school, we all went our separate ways, but one guy, Yoshi,
kept in touch.  The swimmers who were still in Kamakura swam together at
the coastal park pool, and the best ones were connected with the varsity
team of the local college.  Anyway, one day, Yoshi mailed me that this team
was looking for a place to hold a training camp.  I kind of jokingly
suggested they should come to Oceanview, the town in California where I
live, and before I knew it, he was hatching all these plans to come over
for a week in the summer bringing the whole team with him.

   Of course I was happy.  It would be nice to see them all again, but the
problem was finding a place where they could practice, and stay.  I asked
at the Oceanview University fitness center, but they were saying these guys
would all have to become members, so I looked around for another idea.

   Down at the beach near my house, there is a surf center, and they have
an outdoor pool.  I phoned up their office, and the guy said that he could
arrange to leave the surf center open at night for them, but they'd have to
sleep on the concrete floor.  I told Yoshi, and he said that'd be fine. 
They'd all bring sleeping bags with them, and just camp out on the floor
while they were here.  I was still a bit worried, but Yoshi was all excited
now, and I heard from a few more old friends who were going to be tagging
along.  It would be nice to see them all again.

   I dug out my old school competition swimsuit, and decided I'd better go
buy some new clothes, and get some kind of makeover, so I'd look my best
when they arrived.  I'd always wondered what it would be like to date Yoshi
or Mori or one of the other stars on the team, and now here they all were
coming to see me.  Miyuki would be so jealous.

   For shopping, I decided to go all the way up to Santa Monica on the
north side of L.A.  I'd kind of exhausted Oceanview, and was looking for
something a little more stylish to show off.  Santa Monica is kind of an
interesting place.  They have malls too I'm sure, but the main shopping
district I go to has stores kind of spread out all across this whole area.
I went to Bloomingdale's, the surf shop and lululemon.  In a store called
Bare Necessities, I found a thick white 'buttery soft' cotton tee with the
words Body Glove in small print over one of my breasts.  It did feel nice,
and apparently had bamboo in the fabric to keep you feeling fresh and
breezy, so I picked it up.

   While I was strolling around though, I came upon this one shop, Plush I
think it's called.  They sell handmade bath and shower gel in tropical
scents.  They are a British chain I think, and even have stores in Japan,
so I knew of them.  The thing that I remembered the most was their
advertising campaign.  The staff would all dress up in just an apron, and
hand out these brochures, "ask me why I'm naked." The answer is that they
don't believe in packaging, but seriously, it's obvious that it's just an
excuse to give their staff a chance to run around naked outside.

   Anyway, I went into the shop, and looked around.  There were a couple of
sales girls working, but they were wearing normal long-sleeved uniforms not
aprons.  I guess they just do the apron thing during their promotional
campaigns.  I wondered though if they might be hiring, so I asked if the
manager was around, but apparently, he only comes in on weekdays.  The
sales girls seemed nice enough, although they didn't really look the type
to parade around naked I thought.  I made a mental note to come back on a
weekday, and bring a resume with me.

   My other find that trip was Island Oasis Spa.  It's right on the corner
of the main street in this modern-looking building all made of glass and
steel.  They offer Shiatsu (acupressure), Korean-style body scrubs,
massage, hair removal and other things like that.  I wondered if anyone
Japanese was working there, but the receptionist was a blonde Anglo girl,
and the therapists seemed to be East European.  I liked the atmosphere
though, so I asked the receptionist a bit more about it, and finally booked
an appointment.  That'll help me look my best for when my friends show up.

   Soon enough, the day of my spa appointment arrived.  I printed out a
copy of my resume, and took it along to Santa Monica, stopping by at the
bath shop first.  The manager was there, but when I told him I could work
in just an apron if they needed me to, he just looked at me strange, not
sure whether I was teasing him or not.  I realized that maybe I'd come off
as being a bit strange, and tried to impress on him what a good employee I
could be, but soon he started staring at my bare legs, wondering if I was a
nymphomaniac or something.  I tried to convince him that I was sincere
about wanting a job, but I was pretty sure I'd blown my chance.  Ah well.
Maybe I could try some other stores in the chain, and maybe take a more
delicate approach next time.

   Anyway, I window-shopped a bit more, killing time until my spa
appointment.  I actually found a Hooters just around the corner from the
spa and a lululemon right next door.  Hooters is this hamburger shop where
the waitresses wear tight form-fitting tank tops that show off their... 
well their hooters I guess.  lululemon sells skintight yoga pants and
athletic wear for women.  It kind of struck me as a strange mix for such a
trendy neighborhood

   Luckily, the estheticians in the spa were a lot more laid-back than the
bath shop manager guy.  I asked if I could have my scrub and wax done while
I was naked, and the girl said 'of course' as if it was the most natural
thing in the world.  She led me back into this little cubicle, and pulled a
curtain over the front, so I could get undressed without being seen from
the huge glass windows running across the front of the shop.

   I felt a bit strange getting naked so close to the street, but the
esthetician girl didn't even blink when she came in, and quickly got to
work applying lemon-scented oil all over my body to prepare me for the
scrub.  We talked over how the wax was going to go, and she actually
complimented me on how hairless and creamy my skin looked.  She took a
closer look at my pubic region, and explained the different options: bikini
line, narrow bikini, playboy and Brazilian.  I didn't want to do anything
too drastic, so I went for the regular bikini line, and even asked her to
apply some numbing cream first.  Unfortunately, after they apply the
numbing cream, you have to wait for it to take effect, so she ended up
going away to deal with their other customers.

   So here I am lying there naked on this cot behind a curtain not far from
the main street of Santa Monica, this bustling suburb of L.A.

   "Your skin is so soft and creamy," she had said, almost as if she were
flirting with me.  I was trying so hard to be a good girl, but I was
restless and starting to get excited.  I could hear the receptionist greet
a new customer, but they took her off to a cubicle on the other side of the
spa.

   Unable to contain my curiosity, I got up off the cot, and went over to
the curtain to peek out.  They had all kinds of health and beauty products
on display out in the shop.  Justbeyond that, there were these huge
show-windows looking out onto the street.  The glass appeared tinted, and
it was so shiny that it was probably reflecting the street scene for those
walking by outside.  There didn't seem to be anyone out there on the street
- apart from the cars on the main drive.

   I looked down at my naked body, but that just got me even more excited.
The massage oil was making my skin glisten in the light.  Oh god.  I knew I
should lie back down, but honestly I couldn't resist the temptation to take
a peek outside.  Peering around the corner to see if the receptionist was
there, I slowly opened the curtain exposing my naked body to the street. 
The thought jumped into my mind of me walking all the way back to that bath
goods shop, and applying for a job in the nude.  That would show the
manager how serious I was.

   My heart beating in my chest, I cautiously tiptoed forward to get a
better look at the reception desk.  There was no sign of the receptionist.
She must have taken the lady who just arrived to a cubicle on the other
side.  I'm all alone out here - me and their shelves of shampoos...  oh and
a few cars outside.  I'm pretty sure that the drivers out on the street
couldn't see me through the glare.  None of them were stopping or honking
their horns anyway.

   Tempting fate, I continued to walk over - naked - right to the very
front door of the spa itself.  My whole body was just tingling with
excitement.  There wasn't really anyone outside on the side street, just a
couple of trees and beautiful sunshine.  I was so nervous that my whole
body was shaking.  I wanted so much to go outside, and bask in the sun, but
I was worried that the receptionist might come back.  I wonder if their
other customers ever walk around the spa naked.

   I thought I heard the receptionist coming though, so I dashed back into
my cubicle, and closed the curtain.  I lay back down, but when I put my
hand between my breasts, I could feel my heart beating away a mile a
minute. I really shouldn't take chances like that.

   The esthetician eventually came back, and applied the wax.  What with
the numbing cream, I couldn't feel a thing.  I also really liked the way
the esthetician was so relaxed about the whole nudity thing, so I'll
probably go back there some day.

   Anyway, the day finally rolled around for my friends to arrive from
Japan.  I took the train up to L.A.  to pick them up at the airport.  Yoshi
had grown into a handsome young man, tanned and beaming, and Mori and most
of the others look good too.  In high school, they were all a bit awkward
perhaps, but now they all seemed much more confident in their manliness. 
It was great to see them, and this one younger one, Shoji even came up, and
gave me a hug.

   We grabbed the train back to Oceanview, and then I took them straight to
the surf center, because they were all pretty tired from the flight.  It
was still daytime, so people were tramping in and out of the surf center,
but we got the staff guy to open up one of the back rooms, so they could
lay out their sleeping bags, and get some sleep.  I was worried whether it
would be quiet enough, but they all seemed happy just to have a place to
stay.  I said good night, and told them to call if they needed anything.

   On weekdays, I was working at the university until late, but I'd always
drop by at the surf center to see them on my way home.  I don't know if
Yoshi and them spoke English that much, but they seemed to be getting along
okay with food and stuff.  I felt a bit guilty because they'd come all this
way to see me, but I wasn't able to spend that much time with them.

   Another problem was that I'd show up after 9 or whatever, and they'd all
be zonked out from the jet lag or whatever, so we'd only talk a short while
before they went to sleep.  The second or third night I brought my swimsuit
with me, and after they all came back to the centre to get ready for bed, I
slipped in for a late night dip in the ocean.  By the time I came back to
the center, all the lights were out, so I had to carefully tipto my way
through their sleeping forms to get to the girls shower.

   They all seemed to be sleeping in their shorts, so I could see their abs
and pecks in the moonlight.  I felt this vague twinge of excitement as I
closed the door to the bath, and stripped out of my bikini.  Even though it
was dark, it was more than a little arousing getting naked knowing that
some of my high school crushes were just outside.  I soaped up my body,
lovingly rubbing the suds around my bouncy breasts and between my legs. 
What with the darkness, the moonlight, the sound of waves lapping on the
shore and all these boys, the whole atmosphere was pretty romantic.

   It was only when I finished my shower that I realized that I must have
left my bag outside.  I'd been so excited that I hadn't really thought this
whole thing through very well.  I fingered my bikini trying to shake out
the sand.  Now what do I do?  I couldn't just stand here naked all night. I
had to find my towel and clothes, and get dried off.

   I gently pushed the door open, peering out at Yoshi and all his friends
sprawled out on the floor.  As far as I could see, they were asleep.  I
knew of course that it probably wasn't such a good idea to go out there. 
Even if they were asleep now, if I accidentally ran into one, and he woke
up, and found me naked, that would be awkward.  Still, the idea did have
its appeal.  I don't think I've ever been naked in a room full of guys
before.  I mean I knew them all pretty well from high school.  Maybe it'd
be alright.

   My mind made up, I finally set my bikini down on the sink, and pushed
the door open again.  My pussy was tingling away like anything, all worked
up over what I was about to do.  I carefully slid my way past the door
straining my eyes in the darkness to see where their bodies lay.  There was
a faint light streaming in through the blinds from the street lights
outside.  I made my way around the first couple of boys, scanning the floor
for my bag.  Normally, I'd be terrified, but somehow the darkness made me
feel safe.

   Suddenly though, a car drove by outside, flashing its headlights in
through the window.  My whole body was lit up for a split second.  I could
see my own bush and breasts.  Worrying that the driver might have seen me,
I felt my neck looking for my lucky necklace, but it wasn't there.  Oh no!
I must have forgotten it at home.  This is not good at all.  As long as I
had my necklace on, I was usually safe, but this time I had nothing at all
to protect me.  I debated going back to the bath to fetch my bikini, but it
had gone dark again, and it was hard to see where the boys were lying. 
Shivering from the fear, I continued to scan the floor for my bag, but it
was nowhere in sight.  Had I left it outside in the foyer maybe?

   At my feet, I could make out two boys one Yoshi perhaps, but the pathway
between them was narrow, and I almost lost my balance trying not to touch
them.  I was getting more used to the darkness, and started to find my
footing, making for the entrance.  Every time a car drove by, it lit up my
body, but slowly but surly I made my way towards the door.  I'd almost made
it when suddenly I heard a car again.  I stood stock still, but this time
the car didn't drive by.  It pulled into the parking lot, its headlights
shining right in at me.  I think what must have happened was the driver saw
me naked, and came back to get a better look.

   With the whole room lit up, it was much easier to see the boys on the
floor.  Unfortunately, the bright light was causing some of the boys to
wake up.  I dashed to the door, and ran out into the main foyer.  I had
made it to safety, but the lights were on out here, and there was still no
sign of my bag.  I was cursing myself for coming out here naked when Yoshi
himself appeared at the door.  He was rubbing his eyes, stunned I guess to
see me without any clothes.  I covered my pussy and breasts, but I was
panicking, so embarrassed to get caught.  I bravely tried to smile.

   "Oh, Yoshi, can you help me?  I can't find my bag.  Could you lend me a
shirt or soething to cover up with?"

   Yoshi was still gawking at me, shocked to see me naked.  w "What's going
on?  Where are your clothes?"

   " I don't know.  I think I left my bag out here.  Have you seen it?" I
said trying to keep from tremblinge.  Yoshi glanced around, but he had no
idea where it was, and in any case, seemed more interested in my body than
helping.

   "Oh, stop staring, and help!" I hissed, trying not to wake the others.

   He shook his head, to wake himself up, but he kept peering over at the
hand I had over my pussy.  Flushing hot with embarrassment, I turned away,
but he seemed even more fascinated with my ass.  He was obviously going to
be no help at all, so I tiptoed back over to the doorway to the room the
boys were sleeping, and scanned around for my bag.  Some of them were
shielding their eyes from the light, and cursing at the car for waking them
up, but luckily, they hadn't noticed me yet.  I finally spotted my bag way
over on the far side of the room back near the showers.

   I grabbed Yoshi's arm trying to get him to snap out of it.

   "There's my bag over there.  Can you go get it?" I pleaded.  He looked
down at me, too excited and confused to respond.  A large tent had formed
in the front of his shorts.  It was so hard to get him to focus.

   The other boys were all starting to wake up, so I hid around the corner.
Yoshi finally took pity, and went in to fetch my bag.  I could hear them
all whispering.  I strained to hear what he was saying.  It sounded like
they were asking why the car had pulled up.  I was worried that Yoshi might
tell them I was out here naked, but luckily, he didn't.  Soon Yoshi
reappeared at the door with my bag.

   "Emi, you're one crazy girl.  Do you know that?" he laughed.  I gave him
a meek smile, grateful he hadn't told the others.  I set the bag down on
the floor, and squatted down to dig out my clothes.  Yoshi stared down at
my rear, getting me all excited.  I kind of wanted to have sex, not with
Yoshi exactly, but with someone.  I knew though that that would be going
too far.

   I finally found a towel in my bag, and stood back.  I didn't really try
to hide my body.  Yoshi had seen me now, and as I said, I was pretty
excited by then.  Yoshi seemed to be appreciating the show in any case.  I
kept glancing at the door making sure that Shoji or the others weren't
peeking.  Honestly though, I was getting a real kick out of teasing Yoshi.
He'd always been one of my favorites, buff and handsome, yet modest and
sincere.  It seemed like he liked me too.  Otherwise, why would he drag all
of them here?

   I dried off, and dug out a t-shirt.  Yoshi came a bit closer as if he
were going to try something, but I nodded toward the door warning him about
the others.  Once I got my t-shirt on, I felt a bit safer even though you
could still see my buns peeking out from under the hem.

   I squatted down to fish out my skirt next, but I could hear someone
coming, so I had to hurry.  I stepped into my mini-skirt, and zipped it up,
with Yoshi still hovering over me like a wolf.  I was at last decent and
not a second too soon, as Shoji popped his head out the door, asking what
was going on.  I just smiled innocently, while tucking my t-shirt in. 
Yoshi tried to hide his hard-on.

   I still felt pretty randy, but Shoji told Yoshi to let me go, so they
could get some sleep.  Yoshi peered at me with a sly knowing look in his
eyes, as I gathered up my bag, and bid them good night.

   I wasn't exactly sure what I should do about the boys after that.  I
still wanted to see them, but I was a little bit worried that Yoshi might
have gotten the wrong idea (or even worse the right one!) about me.  I did
have a day off from work coming up, and I figured it would be pretty
strange if I stayed away, so I phoned up Mori.  He said they had training
planned for that day, and asked if I'd come down to the pool, and act as a
lifeguard like I used to do.  I figured that'd be safe enough, so I agreed.

   That morning, I packed my whistle, my old school swimsuit and the body
glove t-shirt into my bag, ad set out for the surf center.  The boys were
all up early, bright and chipper, swimming up a storm.  I went into the
girls change room to change into my old swimsuit, but wouldn't you know it?
It was too tight.  I guess it had been a few years since I last wore it. 
My hips and breasts had filled out a bit since I was in high school.

   It was uncomfortable wearing this suit, so I ended taking it off,
wondering what to do.  I guess I could go back home, and get one of my
bikinis, but that would take a long time.  I looked down at my body glove
t-shirt when this naughty thought popped into my mind.  I wonder if I could
get away with going out there in just the t-shirt.  The material was a
fairly heavy cotton, so they probably wouldn't be able to see through it. I
pulled it on, and it was more or less long enough to cover my family
jewels. If I'd been thinking straight, I probably would have worn some
undies at least, but my streaking experience still had me pretty excited.
Maybe I'll just go out there for a little while like this, and see if
anyone notices.

   Pulling the whistle on around my neck, I left my bag there, and padded
over to the door to see what the boys were up to.  They were all standing
at attention facing away from me on the deck while Yoshi was lecturing
them. I pushed my t-shirt hem down to make sure my pussy was covered, and
then quietly, slipped out, and came up behind them, getting a little thrill
at coming out here commando.  I felt for the hem at the back, but it wasn't
quite long enough to cover my bare backside.  There was a diamond wire mesh
fence behind me, but luckily no one nearby.  Hopefully, it would look like
I was wearing a thong, but the feeling of the air on my pussy was getting
me all heated up.  My face felt warm, and I'm pretty sure I must have been
blushing.

   The boys were all focused on Yoshi's pep talk, so no one had noticed me
yet.  I playfully raised my arms flashing my bare bottom at the street.  If
any of them had turned around, they would have been able to see my muff,
but that was what made the whole thing so exciting.  Yoshi soon wrapped up
his talk though, so I lowered my arms back down, nervously pushing down the
hem to make sure I was covered.

   Mori finally noticed me, and announced,

   "Oh by the way, Emi has the day off today, so she came down here to
lifeguard!"

   They all turned to look at me.  I was terrified that they would notice.
Most of them just smiled, and said hi, so I guess they couldn't tell. 
Yoshi though looked down at my hem, suspicious, especially after our run-in
the other night.  I walked away, trying to keep my distance, but he came
after me.

   "You should climb up on the lifeguard chair," he whispered, pointing up
at it.  I couldn't very well climb up dressed like this.  I glared at
Yoshi, annoyed.  How had he guessed my secret so quickly?

   After that, he was gentleman enough to back off, but I kept wondering if
I should go back inside, and pull on some shorts.  I didn't climb up the
chair, but I went around to the fence on the beach side, and leaned up
against it trying to hide my butt cheeks from the boys.  There were a lot
more people just outside the fence, but luckily, no one seemed to be paying
attention to me.

   I continued to keep my distance from Yoshi, and kept the hem pushed down
over my pussy.  Mori swam up to the edge of the pool to ask me something. I
was so busy trying to keep away from Yoshi that I didn't noticed Shoji.  He
was right behind me, staring down curiously at my bare bottom.  I felt for
the hem with my fingertips, but I tensed my shoulders up, pulling up the
hem, exposing almost my whole rear.

   "That's quite some swimsuit you have!" he beamed.

   "Thanks," I squinted, eyes blinking in the bright sun.  I wanted to pull
my t-shirt down at the back, but Mori was peering up at my pussy, so I had
to keep that covered.

   Trying to get away, I eventually backed up, and pressed my bare backside
against the fence.  Unfortunately, some of the beachgoers outside seemed to
have noticed me too.  I was surrounded. I blushed and licked my lips, and
eventually, Mori and Shoji took pity on me, and went back to swimming.  I
hurried back to the entrance, hoping to hide in the shade away from all
these prying eyes.

   I think the boys realized I was nervous, because they let me be for a
while.  I slowly began to calm back down, and felt a little more at ease. I
was still commando, but I don't think most of the boys knew.

   Shoji got up out of the pool, and started telling me about what was new
in Japan.  Shoji was a bit of a dancer, and he started imitating Kimutaku
(Kimura Takuya of the boy idol group SMAP) doing a break-dance routine to
get me to laugh.  He was pretty funny!

   I told him how people in the States were listening more to Beyonce or
Rihanna.  He asked me to show him, so I started singing Beyonce's "Single
Ladies (Put a Ring On It)," and imitating her dance.  I knew that I
shouldn't be dancing the way I was dressed, but I kind of got carried away.
Shoji was beaming, delighted by my dance, but the other boys were looking
over, so I had to stop.  It was pretty obvious that maybe they'd caught
sight of my pussy just from the way they were staring at me, shocked.

   "Something like that," I mumbled blushing.  I was too embarrassed, so I
hotfooted it off to the girls' change room to hide.  It was kind of fun
teasing them.  I really should be more careful though.  What'll they think
of me now?

   After that, I pulled on my shorts, and tried to make out as if I'd been
wearing them all along.  I don't think they bought it, but anyway, they
didn't seem upset or anything.  If anything, they enjoyed my little show.

   They all got dressed too, and we headed out to lunch.  They started
talking about nude beaches, nude surfing contests.  It was obvious that
they must have caught a glimpse of my foliage.  I almost told them about
the nude beach in Oceanview, but I was a little worried about where this
all was leading, and decided not to.  After lunch, I bid them farewell, and
headed out.

   The day of their flight, I went down to the surf center to say goodbye.
They were all scurrying around packing up their things, but Yoshi came over
to thank me for all my help.

   "Back when we were in high school, we all thought of you as our little
sister, but now you've grown up into a beautiful - and sexy - young woman,"
he smiled.  I had enjoyed their visit, and was sorry to see them go.  I
went with them to the station, and Shoji even came over to give me a hug
again.  I couldn't help shedding a tear as we waved goodbye.

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