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 Computer Troubles

   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, drop by my home page at:
http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/

   One afternoon, 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 my internet
provider.  They made me check a bunch of things, but finally decided 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.  Ryosuke came over fairly early.  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.  One thing led to another, and soon we
started kissing.

   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, it's hard to settle
Ryosuke down once he gets started.  He was kissing me all over, and soon I
felt his hand slide up the back of my mini-skirt.  I tried to stop him, but
he had his other hand up my sweater, fondling my breasts.  Almost before I
knew it, he'd gotten my panties down, and had found my...  well you know...
my pleasure zone.  He undid his trousers, and we were just about to start
doing it, when the doorbell rang.  It took me a moment to realize that it
must be the man from the phone company.

   I quickly grabbed a tissue, and wiped between my legs.  I looked around
for my panties, but I couldn't find them.

   "Where'd my panties go?" I asked Ryosuke, but he just shrugged.  The
doorbell rang again, so I had to go.  I was wearing this black and pink
flared mini-skirt with a flower pattern.  I guess it didn't look that
indecent, but it was awfully short.  I didn't really want to go meet this
guy with no panties on, but I couldn't just leave him outside.  I scooted
down the stairs rushing to answer the door.

   The man from the phone company was maybe thirty or so, clean cut and
fairly good-looking.  He was 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 wondered if he could see my bare bottom. 
Ryosuke was standing at the top of the stairs watching.  I scrunched up my
face, trying to show him my displeasure, but he just stood there waiting to
see what I would do.

   I flattened down my skirt, and waited hoping the phone man would go up
first.  He was waiting for me though.  I finally turned, and headed up the
stairs.  When I glanced back, he met my gaze, but it was pretty clear he'd
been peeking up my skirt.  I don't think he'd figured out that I was
commando yet, but I was so worried that he would.

   I scurried up the last few steps, and scooted into my room.  The guy had
a funny expression on his face, not knowing quite what to make of Ryosuke
or me.  I pointed out where the phone jack was behind my desk, and finally
he got out some tools, kneeled down, and set to work.

   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.  The two of them were kind of
watching me, checking out my bottom as I leaned forward.  I quickly
straightened up, playfully bouncing my hands against my skirt, all nervous.
Ryosuke smiled, but the phone man crouched down, and went back to work.

   Feeling in a frisky mood myself, I strolled around behind the man, and
grabbed some tape, flashing Ryosuke my behind.  I glanced back at Ryosuke.
He was grinning away, happy to see me in such a daring mood.  The repairman
finally finished what he was doing, so I straightened back up, and fixed my
skirt.  The man looked quite serious, but I was having a real time of it
keeping a straight face.

   "The wiring seems OK here," he explained.  "Maybe outside." Still
kneeling on the floor, he brought out some kind of document.  "Do you have
wire insurance?"

   He obviously wanted me to look at this document, so I took a step
forward, and squatted down.  I tried not to flash him my pussy, but the
feeling of air between my legs was getting my motor running.  I stood up to
put the tape away, but when I squatted back down, my skirt billowed up. 
Ryosuke smiled, but hopefully the phone man didn't see my pussy.

   He started jabbering away about the insurance plan, so I finally told
him I'd show it to Loretta when she got home.  I tried to listen, but I
couldn't stop thinking about my naked pussy.  If he knew what was going on,
he gave no sign, and soon rushed off to his next service call.

   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 in a knot.  Remember you were complaining about
how old this computer is.  Well, I talked to mom, and we bought 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.  Could you work on it some other time?"

   He ignored me, and continued to tap away at the computer.  I looked at
my watch.  I wasn't supposed to meet Ryosuke till seven, but I had to have
a shower, and get dressed.  I finally got fed up waiting, and started
getting ready.

   I reached up 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 right here,
but he was so absorbed in the computer, I thought maybe he wouldn't 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 more and
more excited by the minute.  I pushed the hem of my t-shirt down, trying to
cover my bare behind, but I felt so naughty wandering around commando in
front of him.

   "Anyway, hurry up, and finish," I told him.  "I'll need the room when I
get back."

   He didn't say anything, he didn't even nod.

   Once I'd showered, and gotten all cleaned up, I pulled my t-shirt back
on, and came back.  Brandon was still there tapping away.

   "What are you working on, anyway?" I asked, curious.

   "It's a webcam."

   I finally looked at the screen.  There was a window open with a picture
of Brandon's friend Dylan sitting there.  The picture started moving, and
at first I thought it was a movie.  Brandon stood up, and motioned towards
the mike.

   "Try saying something."

   More worried about Brandon, I pulled my t-shirt down to cover my pussy,
but he just motioned for me to talk into the mike.  I didn't really want to
flash him my bare hiney, but to humor him, I leaned forward, and asked,

   "Dylan?  Where are you?"

   "I'm at home in my room," I heard his voice come back.  Wow!  This was
like the first time I'd ever seen live video chat.

   "Wow!  It's like something out of a sci fi movie," I enthused.  "Video
phones.  Like that Beyonce song."

   Brandon seemed pretty excited too, though more by my bare ass than
anything else.  I honestly hadn't meant to flash him.  When I leaned
forward, that had pulled my t-shirt up.  And now that I realized the two of
them were staring at my hips, the excitement was causing my breasts to
swell, pulling up the hem even higher.

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

   I realized from Dylan's tone that he must have seen me get undressed
earlier.  I didn't think Brandon was watching, so I hadn't even bothered to
cover up.

   "Anyway, shut this down, and get out," I insisted, so annoyed.  Brandon
didn't even hear, he was so focused on staring at my bare ass.  "Show's
over!  Clear out!" I squealed.  In my excitement, I raised my arms,
flashing them my pussy as well.  Brandon was really no help at all, too
stunned by my brazen nudity to think of anything else.

   "How do you shut this thing off?" I asked, planting one knee on the
chair, and leaning forward to get a better look.  I looked back at Brandon,
begging him to focus.  I really didn't want Loretta to come in, and find me
flashing her son.

   "Um, OK, OK," he finally said.  "Click on the red icon.  The control for
the camera is on the cord behind the desk."

   I shut down the app, and then leaned over the desk, trying to reach the
control.  I was kind of blatantly flashing my ass at Brandon, but I wasn't
really thinking straight by then.

   "Wow!" he exclaimed, even more excited.  "You've got an amazing body,
Emi."

   I blushed, but was pleased by the compliment.  Not all guys are so
forthcoming.

   I couldn't reach the control, and I was getting embarrassed at the way I
was flashing him, so I finally motioned for him to come find, and show me.
His pants had billowed out into a little tent, so he must have been pretty
excited.  He was a gentleman though, and didn't touch me even though I'd
been teasing him mercilessly.  I think he doesn't know quite what to make
of my teasing.  There is just this long smoldering sexual tension between
us, but neither of us has done anything about it...  yet.

   Once he'd shut the camera down, I steered him out the door, and shut it
behind him.  I've got to stop doing things like that.  It gets me way too
excited.

   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.
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 David, 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 retorted.  I debated stripping
in front of him, but the curtains were open, so I ended up going into the
bathroom, and changing there.

   I got in the shower, and turned it on.  Before long though, I heard a
knock at the door.  It turned out to be David, the computer guy.  I'd
almost forgotten about him.  Ryosuke let him in, and could hear him getting
set up.  I finished my shower, and toweled off, but then, I realized I'd
left my bag with my clothes out in the bedroom.  I held the towel against
my breasts, and shyly opened the door.  David was sitting at the desk with
his back to me.

   "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 reminded him.  He glanced at David, and then
whispered back,

   "Just wear this."

   I hadn't really told Ryosuke about my teasing Brandon, but I guess I've
done things like that before.  Honestly, I wasn't so sure about fooling
around with this guy here, but Ryosuke kept nodding that it would be OK.  I
took the tee from him, and closed the door.  The tee was kind of small, but
not completely indecent I guess.  The cotton material was thick enough not
to be see-through, and it was more or less long enough to cover my bush and
backside.  Still, to be sure, I wrapped a white towel around my waist, and
tied it on.  There.  That's better.

   When I came back out, I finally got a look at David.  He was young,
maybe 25ish, with sharp Japanesey features.  He was actually surprisingly
handsome for a computer guy.

   He didn't really look at me though.  He kept typing away, explaining
what the problem was.  I guess he thought this was my room and my computer.
I didn't really understand what he was talking about, but I sat down on the
bed, and listened.  It was good though that he didn't know who I was.  To
him, I was just a girl, a customer, not anyone he knew.

   Ryosuke climbed up on the bed, and came around behind me.

   "Here, let me dry your hair."

   Before I could stop him, he pulled the towel from my waist, and starting
drying my hair with it.  I looked down in shock at my pussy, worried that
David would turn, and see.  I sat there, gesturing for Ryosuke to hurry up,
and give me the towel back.  David glanced over, but he didn't notice my
bush at first.  I was baffled.  How could he not notice?  I was sitting
right here.

   "Do you have the installation CD that came with your computer?" he
finally asked.  I motioned for Ryosuke to get it, but it was Yuuki's room,
so he didn't know where it was.  Reluctantly, I stood up, wincing a bit at
the sensation of the air on my pussy.  I motioned for Ryosuke to hand me
the towel, but he shook his head no.  It was like he wanted me to flash
this guy, wanted to see what would happen.

   "CD.  CD," I repeated all nervous.  I kept looking at Ryosuke trying to
get him to sympathize with my plight.  Standing here bottomless and wet was
getting me all excited.  He motioned for me to look for this CD thing
though, so I pushed down the hem as best I could, and went nosing around
her room.  "Is this it?" I asked, holding up a CD.

   "No," David replied, his face still serious.  Out of my head from the
excitement, I walked back, and stood right next to him, checking the
shelves there.  If he turned, he'd be staring straight at my pussy...  but
he was too polite to look.  I was trying to smile sweetly, but something
about the whole situation - his good nature, his obliviousness - was
getting me all worked up.  I was starting to get wet for a different
reason.

   Ryosuke finally got up to look for the CD, so I sat my bare behind down
on the bed, flinching a bit as the cotton brushed against my skin.

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

   "No, thanks," he smiled.  I couldn't figure out how he could be so calm.
Surely he must have noticed I was bottomless by now.

   Ryosuke sifted through Yuuki's stuff, while David explained to me about
her computer.  I nodded politely, but I was too excited to focus.  I slid a
hand around back, fingering the crack of my bottom, confirming all the more
that I was indeed naked.

   Eventually, David stopped talking, and got up.  Still avoiding my gaze,
he started folding away his equipment!  I almost felt disappointed that he
was leaving so soon.  I pulled my legs up, not quite hiding my pussy with
my ankles, wondering if he would realize then.

   Suddenly, there came a noise, a knock knock knock on the door.  I
glanced over at Ryosuke, afraid that it might be the police or an irate
neighbor, come to complain.  He didn't seem worried though.  He'd finally
found the CD.  He handed it to David who turned back to the computer.

   I motioned for Ryosuke to answer the door, but he made me do it.  I got
up, and went over, worried that David would finally look over and spot my
bare behind, but he was typing away.

   At the door, it turned out to be Akira, another Japanese boy who lives
downstairs.  I think he has a crush on Yuuki, but seemed quite surprised to
find me here instead.

   "Oh, hey!  Where's Yuuki?"

   "Oh sorry, Akira, was it?  She's not here.  She asked me to come over
because a repairman was coming."

   Akira stared at David and Ryosuke, and then at my bare thighs.  He
seemed pretty interested in me the last time we met too.  o I tugged at the
hem, trying to make sure my pussy was covered.  It was hard to stay calm
though with the breeze blowing in from the open door.

   "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, yeah, sure, I guess," I replied, motioning for Ryosuke to find that
too.

   "It's in one of the kitchen drawers I think," Akira told us, coming in.
My heart was pounding away, but then I spotted something metal on the
coffee table.  I went over to pick it up, but when I turned back, Akira was
staring at me dumbfounded to find me bottomless with all these strange guys
here.  I fanned out my fingers trying to hide my bare bottom, but it was
obvious that he'd seen.  I didn't want to deal with him now though, so I
rather curtly said,

   "This is it, isn't it?" and handed him the opener.  He was still gawking
in disbelief when Ryosuke ushered him out, and closed the door in his face.

   "Who's that?" Ryosuke asked, jealous for once.

   "Just some guy.  He lives downstairs."

   David in the meantime had finished fixing the computer, and was packing
up.  I sat back down on the bed, trying to hide my behind at least, but I
was too keyed up, and lifted my legs again.  David handed me some
pamphlets. I held them in front of my spread pussy, still trying to get a
reaction out of him.  He looked down at the pamphlets, but just blathered
on about more computer stuff.  I saw him off to the door, and he gave me a
big smile as he left.  Maybe he had caught a glimpse of my pussy or booty,
but just didn't want to let on earlier.

   After he was gone, Ryosuke pulled me close, and gave me a kiss.

   "Do you think he realized?" I asked, curious.

   "I noticed," Ryosuke grinned, pulling my t-shirt up to look at my pussy.
Ryosuke quite clearly wanted to make love, but there was a pair of pliers
sitting on top of the computer.

   "He forgot his pliers!" I exclaimed.

   "We can give them to him later," Ryosuke purred, nuzzling at my neck.

   "No, hang on.  I'll be right back." I grabbed the pliers, and slid my
sandals on, half intending to go after him, still bottomless.  David had
noticed though, and came back out of the elevator, just as I came out the
door.

   I giggled, and bowed, actually quite tickled to be outside dressed like
this with no bottoms on.  He thanked me for the pliers, and actually turned
to look at me while he waited for the elevator to come back.  I was
actually quite nervous, because the door had auto-locked, and I had to
stand there letting him look while I waited for Ryosuke to let me back in.
His eyes drifted down to my tush and pussy, but I'm not sure if he could
tell I was naked or not.

   "That was pretty brazen," Ryosuke complained.

   "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
   http://www.asstr.org/~emitsuruta/