Here's an interesting sexual escape of mine in Japan. Parents... I'm not using any bad language, as per usual... though, as you can tell, the topic is slightly adult. Slightly adult... huh... that's funny coming from me (no pun intended... much).
It was October of 1991. I was living in Ohtawara-shi, Tochigi-ken, Japan. I had a couple of months earlier begun my second year in the country as an AET (assistant English Teacher) on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme. For the first year, I had an American girlfriend named Ashely. I was 25 to her 22. She was a sweet, young thing. Very smart, very sexy. There would really be no other reason, because smarts trumps all.
We had a tumultuous relationship to be sure. I was domineering and possessive - and probably still am, all these years later. But, I am a very intelligent person, and realized this about myself - even then.
After our first year, Ashley and I broke up as boyfriend and girlfriend. However, upon her suggestion - perhaps because she trusted me, but did not want to be in love... or for whatever reason(s) she had in her head - she wanted us to be FWB (friends with benefits).
Was she kidding me? I was in love with her... but did she mean I could have sex with her, yet still see other women? Yes.
That also meant she could see other men, too... yet, that didn't bother me, because I knew I was a stud... hence, why she wanted the FWB... and the 'B' being the operative letter.
Yes... I did earlier state that I was very intelligent... but I didn't say I was smart. My ego often got in the way.
However, despite my age, Ashley was the first woman I had ever slept with, and I did indeed trust her - besides, I could get even more sex! Yay!
And so it was... August and September, I was hitting ever new female AET I could that had just arrived in Tochigi-ken - something like five or six. I'd have to check my notes, but, to be honest, that's not really a part of this story.
October... a young lady named... you know... I'm going to change her name... Rebecca... from England asked if she could come up to Ohtawara and hang out with myself and the rest of the gang - the gang being Ashley and Matthew. I said sure, and she arrived on a Saturday evening at the train station - and we took a taxi back to my place.
Rebecca was pretty enough... maybe 5'-8", white blond hair, intelligent, great accent... a few pounds heavy, but that was not a deterrant to this young hound dog.
We went out to eat at a local restaurant - Matsuri... and were joined by Matthew and Ashley - and had a nice pleasant time.
After our meal, we all went upstairs to the same-owner bar, The 4-C...our preferred drinking establishment. We all had a few too many, and had a good time. Rebecca... she kept playing footsie with me, rubbing a stocking foot up and down my pant leg... sometimes higher, while smiling a coy smile. I'm not stupid... I know what that means.
But here's the problem... Ashley was doing the same thing to me - just on the other leg. How the two never met a little higher, I have no idea. Matthew... gawds only know what he was doing... probably rubbing his foot up and down his own leg while scoping out women, or perhaps waiting for his girlfriend Takako. Probably a little of everything.
We went back to my place... for a night cap.. Matthew left, Ashley said she had to go, too... though I did ask her to stay... but since she was determined to go home, there was no way I was letting her ride the 30 minutes back to her place at 1AM drunk.
I told Rebecca that I was going to ride Ashley home and that I would see her in about 45 minutes. No problem, she said.
Ashely... well, she was horny, and she was holding my hand while we each rode our bicycles... figuring, what the heck, I told her to stop, got off our bikes, and had sex on the lawn of the Ohtawara Banquet hall, near the city hall. Finished, we rode to her apartment in Nishinasuno-machi (Town of Nishinasusno).
I gave her a hug and a peck on the lips and pulled away to leave... she grabbed my hands and dragged me.
I guess we weren't finished.
Being somewhat young and virile and slightly drunk, I acquiesced. Agreed, that is. And an hour later I zipped up and left a softly snoring Ashley and rode home after riding... well, you know what I rode.
I locked my bicycle up and went back up to my apartment in Ohtawara.
I looked around my place, but didn't see Rebecca. She wasn't asleep on the couch or in any of the other rooms or bathroom. Hmmm... maybe she went out? Or went home? Whatever... I left the front door open.
I got undressed, took out my contacts and hopped into bed and closed my eyes.
That's when I felt a leg place itself over my waist and a wet tongue on the back of my neck as a probing hand found its way... well, you know where it went.
Game on. I was ready to roll, and being, young, virile and slightly drunk, I did it again... or at least I did for a while... and then realized... man, am I freaking tired. I'm spent in more ways than one. All I wanted to do was sleep.
So, I did what I had to do and faked a pulled muscle in my my leg... at least I think I faked it. It's quite possible I actually pulled a muscled, what with having my muscled pulled twice previous that evening within the past two hours.
And.. to be honest... I really didn't want to sleep with Rebecca. I wanted Ashley. I was still hung up on her, and I didn't want to screw things up by screwing things up and down.
So... I stopped. I told Rebecca, that while I like her as a friend, I really didn't want to continue doing what we were doing. Perhaps because I couldn't - what with being as dry as a raisin.
Needless to say... she was crushed. Tears, self-recrimination. More tears.
I did what I could to comfort her with out committing the act again and she and I went to sleep side by side. Naked, but holding onto each other for comfort.
When I woke up the next morning, she wasn't beside me. I looked under the sheets, because with her pale white skin and white blond hair, there was a chance I had lost her in my white sheets... but no, she was not there.
I wandered naked around the apartment, but all traces of her were gone... except for a few strands of her hair wrapped around various parts of my body.
I waited a few hours and tried calling her at her home. No answer. In fact, we never saw or talked with each other again.
I had totally humiliated her, and I felt really, really low. It wasn't my intention to humiliate her, but I figured the truth was the best. I had told her about Ashley and myself and our arrangement.
As such, I called up Ashely, invited her over and told what had happened after I had ridden her home. I'm unsure if she was impressed by me, or if she still had feelings for me, because we had fun again that night. She must have expeceted it, because she had brought clothes over for her to wear on Monday when she had to go back to work at the Boys High School in Ohtawara.
And a splendid time was had by all. Except Rebecca.
Somewhere looking for a friend with benefits,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by Jan & Dean - written by the Beach Boys, I believe. TWOGIRLS.
It was October of 1991. I was living in Ohtawara-shi, Tochigi-ken, Japan. I had a couple of months earlier begun my second year in the country as an AET (assistant English Teacher) on the JET (Japan Exchange & Teaching) Programme. For the first year, I had an American girlfriend named Ashely. I was 25 to her 22. She was a sweet, young thing. Very smart, very sexy. There would really be no other reason, because smarts trumps all.
We had a tumultuous relationship to be sure. I was domineering and possessive - and probably still am, all these years later. But, I am a very intelligent person, and realized this about myself - even then.
After our first year, Ashley and I broke up as boyfriend and girlfriend. However, upon her suggestion - perhaps because she trusted me, but did not want to be in love... or for whatever reason(s) she had in her head - she wanted us to be FWB (friends with benefits).
Was she kidding me? I was in love with her... but did she mean I could have sex with her, yet still see other women? Yes.
That also meant she could see other men, too... yet, that didn't bother me, because I knew I was a stud... hence, why she wanted the FWB... and the 'B' being the operative letter.
Yes... I did earlier state that I was very intelligent... but I didn't say I was smart. My ego often got in the way.
However, despite my age, Ashley was the first woman I had ever slept with, and I did indeed trust her - besides, I could get even more sex! Yay!
And so it was... August and September, I was hitting ever new female AET I could that had just arrived in Tochigi-ken - something like five or six. I'd have to check my notes, but, to be honest, that's not really a part of this story.
October... a young lady named... you know... I'm going to change her name... Rebecca... from England asked if she could come up to Ohtawara and hang out with myself and the rest of the gang - the gang being Ashley and Matthew. I said sure, and she arrived on a Saturday evening at the train station - and we took a taxi back to my place.
Rebecca was pretty enough... maybe 5'-8", white blond hair, intelligent, great accent... a few pounds heavy, but that was not a deterrant to this young hound dog.
We went out to eat at a local restaurant - Matsuri... and were joined by Matthew and Ashley - and had a nice pleasant time.
After our meal, we all went upstairs to the same-owner bar, The 4-C...our preferred drinking establishment. We all had a few too many, and had a good time. Rebecca... she kept playing footsie with me, rubbing a stocking foot up and down my pant leg... sometimes higher, while smiling a coy smile. I'm not stupid... I know what that means.
But here's the problem... Ashley was doing the same thing to me - just on the other leg. How the two never met a little higher, I have no idea. Matthew... gawds only know what he was doing... probably rubbing his foot up and down his own leg while scoping out women, or perhaps waiting for his girlfriend Takako. Probably a little of everything.
We went back to my place... for a night cap.. Matthew left, Ashley said she had to go, too... though I did ask her to stay... but since she was determined to go home, there was no way I was letting her ride the 30 minutes back to her place at 1AM drunk.
I told Rebecca that I was going to ride Ashley home and that I would see her in about 45 minutes. No problem, she said.
Ashely... well, she was horny, and she was holding my hand while we each rode our bicycles... figuring, what the heck, I told her to stop, got off our bikes, and had sex on the lawn of the Ohtawara Banquet hall, near the city hall. Finished, we rode to her apartment in Nishinasuno-machi (Town of Nishinasusno).
I gave her a hug and a peck on the lips and pulled away to leave... she grabbed my hands and dragged me.
I guess we weren't finished.
Being somewhat young and virile and slightly drunk, I acquiesced. Agreed, that is. And an hour later I zipped up and left a softly snoring Ashley and rode home after riding... well, you know what I rode.
I locked my bicycle up and went back up to my apartment in Ohtawara.
I looked around my place, but didn't see Rebecca. She wasn't asleep on the couch or in any of the other rooms or bathroom. Hmmm... maybe she went out? Or went home? Whatever... I left the front door open.
I got undressed, took out my contacts and hopped into bed and closed my eyes.
That's when I felt a leg place itself over my waist and a wet tongue on the back of my neck as a probing hand found its way... well, you know where it went.
Game on. I was ready to roll, and being, young, virile and slightly drunk, I did it again... or at least I did for a while... and then realized... man, am I freaking tired. I'm spent in more ways than one. All I wanted to do was sleep.
So, I did what I had to do and faked a pulled muscle in my my leg... at least I think I faked it. It's quite possible I actually pulled a muscled, what with having my muscled pulled twice previous that evening within the past two hours.
And.. to be honest... I really didn't want to sleep with Rebecca. I wanted Ashley. I was still hung up on her, and I didn't want to screw things up by screwing things up and down.
So... I stopped. I told Rebecca, that while I like her as a friend, I really didn't want to continue doing what we were doing. Perhaps because I couldn't - what with being as dry as a raisin.
Needless to say... she was crushed. Tears, self-recrimination. More tears.
I did what I could to comfort her with out committing the act again and she and I went to sleep side by side. Naked, but holding onto each other for comfort.
When I woke up the next morning, she wasn't beside me. I looked under the sheets, because with her pale white skin and white blond hair, there was a chance I had lost her in my white sheets... but no, she was not there.
I wandered naked around the apartment, but all traces of her were gone... except for a few strands of her hair wrapped around various parts of my body.
I waited a few hours and tried calling her at her home. No answer. In fact, we never saw or talked with each other again.
I had totally humiliated her, and I felt really, really low. It wasn't my intention to humiliate her, but I figured the truth was the best. I had told her about Ashley and myself and our arrangement.
As such, I called up Ashely, invited her over and told what had happened after I had ridden her home. I'm unsure if she was impressed by me, or if she still had feelings for me, because we had fun again that night. She must have expeceted it, because she had brought clothes over for her to wear on Monday when she had to go back to work at the Boys High School in Ohtawara.
And a splendid time was had by all. Except Rebecca.
Somewhere looking for a friend with benefits,
Andrew Joseph
Today's blog title is by Jan & Dean - written by the Beach Boys, I believe. TWOGIRLS.
