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DESTINATION JAPAN CHAPTER 3
Every city has a pulse, a song, depending on its place in the world and
the customs of the people. Osaka's pulse differs from San Francisco's
pulse, Sydney's differs from Tokyo's. Once you find that pulse, you can
be happy. It had taken me 4 years, but I was settled into my life as
Courtney and a woman. One thing I could never get used to was my
regular monthly friend, that would take longer for me to get used to,
but time I had.
Miyoshi was on one of his 'sabbaticals', leaving me on my own in Tokyo
for 4 days. I occupied my first day by going to a Kabuki performance at
the Kabuki-za theatre in Tokyo. I had been to them before, but never on
my own. It was flamboyant and colorfull, the stage was huge and the
performance top notch. Some of the rough style acting of some male
characters really shone through. They made the most of their roles and
had me drawn in.
After that, I caught some movies at one of the cinemas in east
shinjuku. When I left, the neon signs were all up and lighting up the
area, I finished the night with a bowl of rice and noodles at a
restaurant before returning to Miyoshi's apartment.
Acting on impulse the next morning, I called an Onsen in Hakone and was
on a train there 2 hours later. Being a mountainous area, Japan has a
lot of Onsen's scattered around the islands, Hot springs to be exact,
they're something that you have to try at least once. Though they are
very, very hot, milky and clear, varying between sulphurously foul
smelling and sweetly earthy, they can ease you and make you feel alive
again.
As I soaked in the womens outdoor pool, I sighed as I relaxed in the
water. I had got used to the heat of the water and let the water
invigorate and take away my worries. The small towel on my forehead was
supposed to prevent me from fainting, and it seemed to be working.
Taking in breaths of air, I gazed around me. Above me was a cliff, with
trees around the grounds and baths. The milky water stopped at the tops
of my breasts, neatly hiding the tattoo on my right breast.
Most of them clearly saw me as a gaijin, but when I talked in fluent
Japanese to them, they accepted me and treated me like an equal. I was
soon lost in my own world, I would have stayed in there all day and
night, but the pool was starting to get a bit crowded so I slipped out
and dried myself with the towel, then wrapped the yukata around me to
return to my room. It was cheap for this particular onsen hotel, only
850 yen for the onsen and a room for the night. After changing into a
long sleeved tshirt, black pinafore dress, lingerie, leggings and knee
high leather boots, I had dinner, then walked through Hakone.
Being a westerner, I definitely stood out, female and blonde haired, I
attracted more attention than normal, but I took it all in my stride, I
had been female long enough to accept it. I always dressed perfectly
and applied the right make up so I looked my best.
Morning came all too fast and I got myself ready for the complimentary
breakfast. I savored it as I took in the sight of the forest and
mountains surrounding the hotels and ryokan's here. This was one of
japans true jewels, you had to get out of the cities to see the real
attractions of the country.
I checked out of the hotel and caught the train back to Tokyo, while I
sat and gazed out at the countryside, I wondered just what conditioning
had been done to me to keep me from flying away at the first
opportunity, whatever it was, it was good and effective.
When I got back to the apartment in Tokyo, I began to practise my
calligraphy skills. Over the last few months, I had started to learn
it, along with flower arranging, to occupy myself and learn more
skills. The more I learned, the happier I felt. Changing into a white
silk skirt and white lacy bra, I turned on my laptop and went online. I
used it for work purposes most of the time, but I also checked on my
fav football teams progress, the west coast eagles.
I enjoyed serving Miyoshi and looking as sweet and feminine as I could.
There was no turning back so I did the best I could. As he wasn't
expected back until tomorrow, I put on a cd I had bought, a midnight
oil one, and closed my eyes as it began to play. Standing up, I began
to dance to it. Slowly turning around, I freely danced around the
penthouse level apartment. Anyone close or those that had telescopes
may have seen me but I didn't care.
My petite, smooth, supple body moved smoothly as I danced, my long hair
flowed and spread out as I danced like any other woman would have.
Eventually I retired to bed, I slept naked most nights, unless it was
winter, I felt more comfortable that way. I woke up at my usual time
and had a warm shower, washing every part of my body and using my
scented body wash, then shampooed my flowing blonde hair as well.
By the time I heard Miyoshi's key turn in the lock, I was ready for
him. I was wearing a bustier I had bought during the day, a striped
confection bustier. It was black, with off the shoulder sheer sleeves,
padded underwire cups and slimming boning down the bodice. I was
wearing matching panties with it. He froze as he saw me, clearly not
what he was expecting, I thought to myself as I took his jacket and
leather briefcase from him and had him sit down.
"I trust you behaved while I was away," I heard him call to me as I
returned to the lounge room with two cups of Ocha, green tea. I offered
him one, then knelt down in front of him. Sipping from my own tea, I
put it aside, then took of his shoes and socks to massage his feet. He
leaned back and sighed as my soft hands massaged his feet and relaxed
him.
"Yes I did, I kept myself occupied, I trust everything went well," I
asked him as he gazed down at my rising breasts and porcelain white
skin. "Yes, it did," was his only answer as my fingers worked their
magic. When he had finished his tea, he took me by the hand and walked
me to the balcony. The beautiful neon lit city lay underneath and in
front of us.
My sensitive ears heard the sound of his pants being unzipped, then he
tugged my panties to one side. Arching my back and holding onto the
rail as I parted my thighs, I shivered and gasped as his cock rubbed
along my pussy from behind, then slowly guided it into me. Biting my
lip as he slid back and forth inside me, I milked his cock as I had
learned to and thrust back against him as he thrust into me. I began to
moan and gasp louder as he sent waves of pleasure through me, over and
over as they lit city lay before us.
Knowing how to make it last, I milked and held on until I felt his cock
throb and swell up inside me, knowing that he was close, I let go and
tossed my head back and forth as my orgasm went through me. I bit back
a scream as he came deep inside me, spurting his thick cum inside me as
I moaned and shook in extasy. His arms wrapped around me and held me as
we held it in, I felt safe and happy in his arms as we shook and thrust
against each other.
After a few minutes, he slid out of me and picked me up in his arms.
Carrying me into the bedroom, he gently laid me down onto the bed and
undressed. He lay behind me and rested one hand on my hip and other
around me, cupping my breast as we lay there.
The next day saw me working in his office in the city. He owned the
building and was proud of it. Wearing my usual skirt, blouse, jacket
and heels, I printed off things and made calls. He was making plans to
become the majority owner of oil infrastructure and buying majority
control of a major oil drilling and distribution company in Texas. I
was busy pulling up as much information as I could on it while others
were setting things up.
5 days later, I was waiting at Tokyo New International Airport, just
outside Tokyo, in front of the arrival gate. Wearing a cream skirt,
blouse, jacket, hose and matching heels, I waited with the driver of
the stretch limo that had been sent by Miyoshi to take them to their
hotel. I knew what the representatives of the company looked like and
would spot them. The driver was holding up a sign with their companies
name on it in case.
15 minutes after the plane landed, I saw them, three men and one woman.
One of the men looked to be about 50, the other two were 30 to 35
maybe. The woman was about my age, long dark hair, a good figure,
wearing a skirt and jacket over her blouse. All 4 of them were honoured
guests here, even as Japanese woman were rare in business, she would be
treated with equal respect here.
As they saw the sign and turned towards us, I smiled at them and bowed
slightly. "Welcome to Japan, I'm Courtney McDowell, Mr Ogawa's personal
assistant, he sent me to meet you personally. This is all of you I
trust," I asked them as I lead them towards the carousel to collect
their bags.
"MM.. How personal," I heard one of the younger men say almost to
himself. I ignored it as the older man glanced back at him, giving him
a warning look. I waited as they collected their bags, then I lead them
through the airport to where our limo was waiting. Letting them enter
before me, I went in last and closed the door behind me. The driver
soon drove us from the airport and into Tokyo.
As the driver stopped in front of their hotel, one of the best in
Tokyo. I let them get out first, then walked in with them as their bags
were taken in by some of the staff. "Tomorrow at noon, Mr Ogawa has
organised a round of golf, a sort of, get to know you game. A casual
introduction to Japan, I've also organised seats at a Sumo wrestling
fight, the best ones of course, ringside, but, for now, get some
sleep," I told them as they checked in, then walked out back to my
waiting car.
As I was driven to Miyoshi's apartment, I slipped off my heels and
rubbed my feet. My feet did look good in them but after a while, they
did ache. Pouring myself a drink, I sipped it and finished it as the
car stopped in front of his building. With my bag over my shoulder, I
stepped out and took the private elevator up to the penthouse. I looked
for him as I walked in and slipped out of my jacket.
"Everything went well," I heard him say from the bedroom as I glanced
in to see him. "Yes, they're checked into their hotel and should be
over jetlag," I replied as I sat down facing him and unbuttoned my
blouse. Slipping it off my shoulders, he took in the sight of the pink
silk and lace bustier containing my breasts, then slid closer to me as
I unzipped my skirt and slid that down as well, showing the matching
panties.
Smiling back at him, I let him tug at the straps and kiss along the
tops of my breasts, eliciting soft moans from my lips. He soon had both
breasts uncovered and tugged on my nipples with his teeth, making me
gasp and whimper in arousal. He continued to tease me, then caressed
over my panties, making me realise how moist and ready I was.
He soon had me on my back, my legs up as he thrust back and forth into
my glistening, swollen pussy lips, sending shockwaves through me with
each thrust. My breasts swayed back and forth as I held onto the
bedhead and cried out louder and louder in extasy. He soon exploded
deep inside me and rested on top of me as he caught his breath.
I slowly recovered and smiled up at him again. The sex as a woman was
definitely better than sex as a man, I told myself as he slid out of me
and collapsed next to me, then fell asleep. I curled up on my side of
the bed and joined him.
The next day I was at his side, again carrying his golf clubs as we
made our way from hole to hole. Under my top and jacket, I had on a
light armoured vest. I'd already been shot once on a golf course, and
had no intention of going through it. Our guests proved to be good or
adequate golf players.
That night, we all went out for drinks. I knew several good bars and
clubs where our guests would be accepted. Relaxing in one club, I
danced with one of the younger male representatives, who's name turned
out to be Chris. Wearing a sexy, revealing black number, I danced
freely with him and wasn't surprised when the sole female rep rubbed up
against me and nibbled on my ear.
Her name as Angela, and turned out to be very accommodating. The three
of us danced into the night. Our business negotiations proceeded well,
I stayed by Miyoshi's side, providing him with information that he
asked for and being his personal assistant. Our visit to the Sumo
Tournament was an eye opener for our honoured guests. I translated for
them and explained every step to them. Sumo is steeped in tradition,
with each step of the ceremony designed with Shinto beliefs in mind.
On the second last day that they would be here, when our negotiations
were concluded, Angela and I were left on our own. Miyoshi had told me
that he would take them to a maid caf?, where every waitress wears an
extreme French maid outfit. The exact Japanese term for that is otome,
but the same is true for women, but for them, the term is okatu.
Leading Angela to my BMW I let her in then made a call on my cell
phone. I talked quickly in Japanese, too quickly for Angela to
understand every word. Smiling at her, I hung up and turned to her. "I
just called in a favour, I have a feeling your going to like where I'm
taking you," I told her as I started my car and drove away with her.
"And where are you taking me," she asked me as I glanced at her and
drive down a side street and parked it. "it's a surprise, if I told you
now, it wouldn't be a surprise," I told her as I got out and lead her
towards one of the buildings. As we stood in front of the doors, it was
opened for us and we were let in. Angela was clearly surprised by the
figure in front of us while I wasn't.
I had taken her to a butler caf?, the opposite of the maid caf?. The
Japanese man in front of us was wearing an authentic English
manservants outfit. "Good afternoon Madamoiselles, welcome to the
Swallowtail, may I take your coat and bags," he asked us as I handed
him my bag and jacket. Angela did the same and we were lead down a
mirrored corridor to a big room right out of an English mansion.
A second butler helped us to sit down in our chairs and we ordered, tea
of course, I had developed a taste for their earl gray tea and MacBeth,
which was a ham and cheese panini. Angela ordered something else and we
were left alone for a few minutes. "So, how did you find this place,
this is, not what I expected to find in Japan?" she asked me as I
leaned back and crossed my long legs.
"I found it by accident, I come here once or twice a month, or whenever
im here for longer than a week. We were able to get a table so quickly
because I helped the owner with a problem. I found her by her broken
down car and let her use my cell phone to get it towed, then drove her
home, but she usually keeps one or two tables free in case a favour is
called in, or someone important comes," I told her as she continued to
gaze at the other full tables.
"If it wasn't for the 80 minute limit, I don't think any of these
people would leave, but for many Japanese women, this place is a mecca,
where they are in control and the men are at their beck and call," I
added as our orders were brought out to us.
As I sipped my tea, I asked her about herself, where she had grown up,
her dreams, everything. In return, I told her about my own fictional
history. Women love to talk, it allows them to vent and relax, I was
truly finding this out with Angela. She was amazing, someone I would
have liked if I was still male and liked even more as she clearly had
lesbian tendences.
Our 80 minutes ran out all too soon. "Madamoiselle's, your coach
awaits," we were told as we finished our drinks and were lead out.
Paying for our drinks and meals, we collected our jackets and bags,
then walked out onto the Tokyo street. "That was an experience im not
likely to forget. I was hesitant about coming to Japan, but, thanks to
you, I'm enjoying myself," she told me as I lead her back to my car.
Her hotel had an Onsen in it that was included in the price, so we
drove to her hotel and made the most of it. Not a real onsen, but the
water was heated correctly, so it was similar. We spent the next few
hours savoring the water and talking. I didn't want her to go, but, she
had to.
Going with them as they were driven to Tokyo Airport, I saw that they
were booked onto their flights. Before Angela went through security,
she turned to me and softly kissed me. Closing my eyes, I moaned softly
as her kiss was like no other. I felt her hand slip something into my
jacket pocket, then she stepped back and went through security.
Smiling slightly, I reached into my pocket and took out the item. It
was her business card, which they had presented to Miyoshi when they
met, but this one was for me, with her address in Houston. If I could,
I would definitely look her up.
Upon my return to Miyoshi's apartment, I went through the bookkeeping,
just double checking things. It was unlikely that anyone would steal,
but you never could tell. It took over 20 mins before I was certain of
it, someone was embezzling funds, stealing. It was unbelievable. I
checked it again before I reported it to Miyoshi. As I had been with
him for over 4 years, I could tell that he was angry. He hid it well,
but I could tell.
It took another week and a lot of checking before we knew who it was. 3
of Miyoshi's lieutenants had been embezzling funds for about 6 months.
They had hid it very well and I was lucky to have spotted it at all. I
had been put through the best business courses and training, so that's
how I spotted it.
2 nights later as I straddled Miyoshi on the bed, he told me what he
wanted me to do while he nibbled and caressed my smooth, heaving
breasts. Suckling on them usually relaxed him, and tonight was no
different. We coupled and made out with any other couple, he had the
stamina of a man half his age and brought me to orgasm over and over
that night.
The very next night, the main conference room in his building was
filled, 14 seats, but only 11 lieutenants were present. Clearly one had
realised the jig was up and had fled, but he wouldn't get far. As it
was 11pm, the building was empty, the perfect time for a meeting like
this. Taking my own seat, I sat still as Miyoshi sat down and looked at
each face.
"Three of you have been embezzling funds, you have betrayed my trust,
and dishonoured this organisation. This will not be tolerated, and
punishment will be swift," he told the assembled lieutenants, then
nodded to me.
Silently rising from my seat, I walked over to a stand where a set of
Japanese swords were arranged. Choosing the shorter of the two swords,
the Wakisashi, I slid it out of its ornate scabbard and walked around
the table, slowly pacing. As I stopped behind one of the perpetrators,
he sat up straight and reached into his jacket for something, quickly
reaching forward, I pulled him back against his seat and thrust the
sword through the back of the leather seat.
The blade, folded over 200 times and more sharp than any razor, went
through the chair easily and through his chest. The item in his hand, a
25 calibre pistol, dropped to the table as he was suddenly
concentrating on breathing and staying alive. Only the hilt was showing
and the blade as well, coated with his blood as he shook and swallowed.
His partner in crime across the table lunged for the dropped pistol.
Releasing the sword, I took an ornate throwing knife from the back of
my jacket and threw it at him. It hit him in the chest and sent him
back, soon he was soon gasping for breath as well.
"My flower has dealt with you, and will deal harshly with anyone caught
stealing, your death will be quick, but your friend, will die a
horrible and painfull death for trying to avoid his fate," Miyoshi
added as the one with the knife through the chest stopped breathing,
seconds later, the other one expired.
"To all of you, I trust you will keep this to yourself, 2 of you will
move up to their positions, and 2 more will become lieutenants, I will
now take votes and ideas for possible candidates," he told them as I
opened up the boardroom door to let in 6 men, two wheeled in new
leather backed chairs and 4 had a body bag between them. I took out the
sword and wiped the blade, then walked around and took the knife from
the second ones chest. Both blades would be properly cleaned, I knew
all about CSI's and their little blue lights that could show murder
weapons for what they were.
The seats were replaced and the old ones would be wheeled out and
compacted. As for the bodies, he knew an iron clad way to ensure that
no one would ever find them, and tasked them to me. 4 men carried out
the body bags as I lead them down to the garage level. I got in my BMW
and drove out, followed by the men in an SUV.
Miyoshi had interests in several new buildings, and it wasn't much
trouble to get a concrete pour going for the foundations this late at
night. With all the workers out front courtesy of a bomb hoax call, we
were able to slip in the back way. Stopping just over the flow of
concrete. I checked for any workers that may have missed the call, then
nodded to the men sent with me. They unzipped the bags and dumped the
bodies into the fresh concrete. The weighted body bags joined them and
were soon covered by concrete.
It really was a good place to hide a body, so much better than cutting
it into 6 pieces and spreading them around the country. No one would
think to look in the foundations of a building, and then there was the
cost, it was perfect. I didn't feel any guilt about killing them, they
had embezzled funds and tried to kill Miyoshi, that could never be
allowed to happen.
We left the building and went our separate ways. Upon my arrival at
Miyoshi's apartment, I ran a warm bath, applied scented bath oils to it
and slipped into the water. After what I had done tonight, I needed to
relax and be clensed. The warm water made my body tingle all over, from
my neck to my breasts, hands, belly and thighs. Wiggling my toes in the
water, I smiled and washed my long blonde tresses.
I knew that Miyoshi would be a while, so I took my time in the warm
bath. Gracefully stepping out of the bath, I let the water out and
dried myself with a towel. The hunt for the last embezzler was on, if
he was smart, he would be out of the country, if he wasn't, he would be
found and brought to Mr Ogawa for punishment. Drying my sensual body
and long hair, I changed into a light silk kimono and retired to the
bedroom.
The kimono hugged my body as I walked in it. My breasts seemed more
pronounced under the silk as I relaxed in it. I poured myself a cup of
green tea and retired to the futon in the bedroom, sleep soon found me
though and I was in the dream world, far from the real world.
End of part 3, I hope you like it, part 4 will be in very soon.
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