Yui s Awakening Part 2
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"Can I help you?" the saleswoman asked from behind me.
I tried not to suppress a guilty start, but my hand moved away from the black panty-shorts too quickly. I had walked into the lingerie boutique impulsively and would have left as soon as I realized I was the only customer in the store, but the shorts caught my attention.
"I like those," she said smiling when I turned towards her. I had a problem with pretty women and stopping my eyes from staring; the Asian cast to her eyes fascinated me enough that I made a minute study of the rest of her facial features.
"Are you looking for something for your wife?" she asked fidgeting as I continued to stare at her.
"I'm sorry," I said shaking my head to break contact with her not-so-plain brown eyes. "I'm not married."
"A girlfriend?" she asked.
"On the reserve list," I replied without thinking
"Excuse me?" she asked with her expressive eyes showing confusion.
"She and I haven't had our flashpoint," I said looking at the shorts thoughtfully. "She's given it some thought, but..."
I shrugged and reached out to touch the black silk again.
"Does that actually happen?" she asked curiously.
"What?" I asked.
"A flashpoint when you're on the reserve list," she said with some mystery in her smile.
"Not often," I answered. "But when it does, the fire tends to leave scars."
"Do you like scars?" she asked wide-eyed.
"I'm still young enough to think passion should burn," I replied.
"Those are a little risque for someone on the reserve list," she said reaching out to touch the shorts; they were see-through.
"I imagine that she'll stand in front of the mirror that first time, look at herself, and think about me," I said smiling. "That might be as close as I ever get."
"You're one of those!" she exclaimed suddenly.
"Come again?"
"You like being on the list," she clarified.
I tilted my head and studied her again; the point surprised me in its honest assessment.
"I think I'll have to say guilty as charged," I told her. I thought about taking a step back as something dangerous came over her eyes.
"So have you decided on them?" she asked, nodding at the shorts.
"I'm trying to imagine how they'll look on her," I said confused by the tone of her voice; there was a hint of challenge to it.
"I could help you with that," she said taking a small step towards me. "I'll be glad to model them for you."
I looked behind and over my right shoulder, and then over my left to make sure.
"I'm sorry," I said. "I think I heard you incorrectly."
Her eyes wavered, and she opened her mouth.
"Actually, I heard correctly!" I said before she could retract the words. "You're about her size so I would love to see you in them... to make sure they're the right choice, of course."
I watched as her back straightened, and she nodded. I turned to keep my eyes on her as she closed and locked the front door. The sound of the lock catching made me thankful for the impulse to come inside.
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"So cute", Yui whispered, as her and Emi settled into their seats at the bar of Bar Hers."Who?" said Emi, swivelling around in her seat."There, at that table with the four girls", motioned Yui.This had become an ongoing thing for Yui and Emi, each time they came to Bar Hers. They played a little unofficial game, where they would try to find cute, beautiful, attractive, or just downright sexy girls or women at Hers and sneak glances, occasionally make eye contact, and sometimes chat with them....
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On Yui's return from her latest trip to Thailand, she and Emi wasted no time in catching up on each others' lustful fantasies. Yui related her night of lesbian orgy with the Australian woman and local girls, and Emi explained that she had spent most of the last few days at the studio, in front of her mirrors, loving herself.Now, the two girls were hitting the town, once more going to Bar Hers for cocktails. Once inside, they settled into a booth and snuggled closely in the semi-privacy. Indeed,...
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Ayaka had arranged for her two friends to come over at 7:00.Yui was nervous. Of course, she felt very comfortable with Ayaka when the two of them were alone, and of course she knew that Ayaka had other lovers. But this time was different. This time Yui was going to be sharing her time with Ayaka with two girls that she had never met.After some wine, and kissing and soft caressing with reassuring words from Ayaka, the intercom buzzed and Ayaka let the girls in.They were Haruka and Nanami. They...
On her return from Thailand, Yui contacted Ayaka to tell her all about her exploits there. Of course Ayaka was not at all surprised about Sana, she knew that Sana had played with girls before many times, and in fact her and Sana had once had a brief relationship, mostly around sex."I want you to tell me all about it," purred Ayaka, as she settled onto the sofa next to Yui with a glass of red wine."Well, the beach was beautiful, and it was so hot, and ...""No, tell me about the cute Thai girls...
Yui and Emi were relaxing at Yui's apartment."Do you remember when we first met?" asked Yui. Emi laughed."Oh yes, that was incredible! I was with Dina, and you called her. I was so shocked that Dina asked me if it was ok if her friend came to join us."Yui blushed."What did you think about it?""I was so high from the sex that I just said 'ok' and didn't think about it. I had never been with more than one girl before, but I trusted Dina.""Yes, Dina is a very nice woman", Yui said as they settled...
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