Panties for Sale (15 page)

“No, go away, you’re not pretty enough!” a loud voice boomed
from behind the door.

Chieko stood on her toes to peer through the small peek
hole of door 253. She thought she saw a shadow move across the room.
 
But as she waited but the door remained
closed. “Baka,” she cursed.
 
She had
skipped English class for this appointment.
 
Right now, she was supposed to be sitting in a desk at the back of her
English classroom beside Jay.
 
He said he
would save a spot for her.
 
And where was
she?
 
In an empty hotel corridor.
 
What a waste.
 
She looked at her cell phone.
 
Maybe
she could still make it to her class?
  
She would be late, but it would be worth it
.
 

Chieko smiled when she thought about Jay.
 
He had walked right up to her at the second
lesson and asked if the seat beside her was taken.
 
How cute!
 
He was really nice too.
 
He had
talked to her about Japan.
 
He had
studied at the University of Tokyo.
 
What
I am doing?
 
Chieko thought.
 
If this stupid client doesn’t want to open
the door, I don’t have to wait here.
 
She
took one last glance at the door and then walked away.
 

“No.
 
No. Stop.”
 
The sound of loud music filled the hall as
the door opened and a tall blonde man in a t-shirt and boxer shorts
emerged.
 
He ran down the hall after
Chieko, and grabbed her by the arm.
 
“Hey, come on, I was joking.”
 
He
stepped closer to her. “Of course you are pretty enough.”
 
He swept his eyes over her body.
 
“You are beautiful, just like your
picture.”
 
Leaning forward, he kissed
Chieko on the lips.
 
As Chieko allowed
herself to be lead back to the room by her new client Joe Stromberg, she took
out a tissue and wiped her lips.
 
Didn’t
Angela tell this client no kissing?

“So, you requested me?”
 
Chieko asked as Joe closed the door behind her.

“Well, I requested someone beautiful and someone nice,”

“Hai, I see,” Chieko sat down on the edge of the bed and
looked up at Joe.
 
He was extremely tall,
well over 6 feet.
 
He had large husky
shoulders and strong arms, but he had the longest skinniest knock-kneed legs
Chieko had ever seen.
  
With those legs,
his white skin and his large beer belly, she imagined he looked like a plucked
chicken when he was naked.
 
Joe also had
this strange way of walking around on his tiptoes.

“Please sit down, talk to me,” Chieko patted the bed next
to her.

Joe shrugged and sat down.
 
“So, you want to talk?”

“Yes, a little.
 
I’d
like to know you.”

“What do you want to know?”.

“Well, what do you do?”

“I work for a pharmaceutical company.”

“Sugoi. That is interesting. What do you do there?”

“I am working on a very important project.
 
It’s very complicated, but if it is approved
it will revolutionize health care.”

“How?”

“No, it’s hard to explain. I don’t think you will
understand.”

“Oh. Ok.”

The two sat in silence.
 

Joe stood up and walked towards the window.
 
“Well, the project I am on now, it hasn’t
been approved yet.
 
But if we can get it
approved, it will be huge.
 
Huge.”

“Oh, well, I hope it will have approval,”

Joe laughed. “Yes, me too.
 
Then I can go home.”

“Home?
 
You don’t
live in Toronto?”

“No, not yet.
 
I
might want to stay but,” Joe paused and turned back to look at Chieko. “I don’t
know.”

“Why don’t you stay?”

“I would stay, if I met someone.”

“Someone?”

“Someone special,” Joe sat back on the couch beside Chieko.
He reached out and caressed her hair, twirling a few strands between his
fingers. “You truly are beautiful.”

Chieko’s stomach flipped.
 
Joe had just met her.
 
Was he
really suggesting that she become his someone special?
  
She caught a glimpse of her reflection in
the mirror.
 
The burnt orange shirt she had
decided to wear did make her face look bright.
 
She knew her face was flushed, but it added a nice blush to her cheeks
and made her eyes sparkle. And her hair was really quite lovely today.
 
She had found a new serum at Aveda which was
supposed to give her hair a shiny gloss finish. Not only did it make her hair
so shiny that it seemed to glisten in the hotel room’s dim lighting, it made it
feel as smooth as satin.
 

Out of the corner of her eye, Chieko noticed Joe watching
her so she quickly looked away, pretending to notice a spot on the bed
cover.
 
The white duvet looked so soft
and inviting with rows of white pillows stacked up against the head board that
Chieko couldn’t help herself.
 
She
crawled up onto the bed and relaxed into the pillows, her face sinking into the
divine softness of their bounty.

“Well now,” Joe chuckled, “just the way I like it.”
 
Before she had time to roll over, Joe jumped
on top of her.
 
He pinned her body with
his, rubbing his hands along the side of her body, up to her neck then he swept
her hair away from the nape of her neck and gently kissed her.
 
Shivers of excitement raced down Chieko’s
spine.
 
His kissed her again and licked
her skin following the curve of her neck as he turned her over making his way
back to her mouth.

“Hello,” Joe murmured, when he stopped to catch his
breath.
 
Lifting himself up, he supported
himself on one arm as he slowly began to unbutton Chieko’s shirt.
 
She smiled up at him, looking into his
eyes.
 
They were a very faint blue mixed
with grey and seemed to have layers of hidden depths.
 
They reminded Chieko of an early winter’s
morning sky after a night’s snowfall had covered the landscape in a layer of
ice and snow.

“You are adorable,” Joe leaned in and kissed her forehead.
“I have a very large penis. Can you handle it?”
 

“Hai, yes,” Chieko coughed and then nodded.

“You are Japanese?
 
I
like that.” Joe rolled off the bed.
 
“Now, you must be a good little Japanese girl.
 
Can you do that?”
 

Chieko nodded.

“Good,” Joe reached out his hand to help Chieko off the
bed.
 
“Come on then, clothes off.”
 

Chieko giggled and jumped off the bed.
  
She quickly removed all her clothing and
placed them in a neat pile on the couch.
 
When she turned back around, Joe was lying flat on the bed, stroking
himself. “See? Think you can handle it?”

“Ohma!” Chieko was shocked.
 
He hadn’t been lying.
 
It was the
biggest penis she had ever seen.

“Good,” Joe smiled lazily, “then come over here.”

As Chieko slowly climbed up onto the bed, she watched in
fascination as Joe stroked himself.
 
She
wasn’t sure if she could handle him, but she could feel herself dripping in the
anticipation of it.
 
As she lowered her
mouth to pleasure him, Joe stopped her with his hand. “Wait.
 
Are you sure you want this?” Chieko
nodded.
 
“You didn’t ask for it. Good
girls always ask for what they want.”
 
Chieko looked up at him and giggled, then lowered her head.
 
Joe slapped Chieko’s thigh.
 

“Ohma!”

“That was a warning.
 
Now ask nicely.”
 

Chieko sat up and leaned back on her heels, rubbing her
leg.
 
“May I suck your,” she paused.

“My penis?”

“Hai.
 
May I suck
your penis?”

 
“Do you like
it?”
 
Joe asked, stroking it.

“Yes.”
 
Chieko wasn’t
lying.
 
It was so big and pink and well,
inviting.
 
Looking at it, Chieko imagined
how it would feel inside, how it would probe her deep inside, stimulating every
nerve ending as it pulsed and prodded, pumping in and out.

Now, she knew what the girls at Shibuya’s Girls School
meant when they teased her about the tiny Japanese men, holding up their
pinkies and laughing.
 
“Find yourself a
tall blonde German,” one older girl has said, holding up a banana and shaking
it at Chieko, “then you will know happiness.”
 
Chieko thought for sure Joe must be German with his blonde hair, blue
eyes and gigantic pink hard penis.

“What do you like about it?”
 

“It is very large, and very hard.”
 

“Good, I like that.
 
Yes, you may suck it.”

Chieko leaned forward and tried to wrap her fingers around
him but her small fingers barely reached around the width of it. She moved
closer and opened her mouth wide but she could barely fit the first half
in.
 
Her mouth fought against her, and
she had to concentrate to stop herself from gagging.
 
She did want to please Joe but Chieko was
shocked at how large it really was.
 
She
decided to use both hands, wrapping them around the giant shaft and squeezing,
twisting and pulling him up and down like a corkscrew, while she licked and
sucked the top like a lollipop.
 

“Yes,” Joe moaned, “I like that.
 
You do have some skills.
 
Chieko smiled glad that he was enjoying her
adaptations.

“Now my balls,” he reached down and held out one testicle
for Chieko.
 
“Just one.
 
Take it and hold it in your mouth.”
 
Chieko grimaced.
 
She had never done that before.
 
As she sucked it gently into her mouth, Joe
moaned and stroked himself furiously.
 
Chieko tried to concentrate, to keep the whole testicle in her mouth,
but his balls were so big and hairy and his fingers kept scratching the side of
her face, she let them go.

“What? Why did you stop?
 
I didn’t say stop.”

“I’m sorry,” she pushed her lips out in a pout, “but I
couldn’t help it.
 
You are too big.
 
I want you inside me.”
 

“Ok,” Joe smiled.
 
“but you must put a condom on me, with your mouth.”
 

“Yes, ok,” Chieko smiled then reached over to the
nightstand where a stack of condoms sat waiting.
 
She opened a packet and took out the
lubricated plastic sheaf.
 
Carefully
biting the tip of the condom with her teeth, she tried to slide the plastic
down with her lips.
 
She thought condoms
were supposed to fit every size.
 
But by
the time she had worked the plastic to the base, Joe’s penis was purple.
 
Afraid that it might be cutting off his
circulation, Chieko glanced up at Joe, but he didn’t notice anything wrong with
it.
 
And she certainly didn’t want to
suggest sex without a condom.

“Wait,” Joe put his hand between Chieko’s legs, stopping
her as she climbed on top of him.
 
“What
do you say?”

“Huh?
 
Oh yes,” she
smiled coyly, slowly swiveling her hips until she could feel his tip tickle her
wet lips, “please, can I go down?”

“Go down on what?”

“Go down on your very big penis.”

“Good girl,” Joe smiled and leaned back.
 
“Yes, you may fuck me.”

Chieko put her hands on Joe’s shoulders and began to lower herself
down, groaning in pleasure as she felt him sliding in.
 
But then she stopped.
 
It wouldn’t go any deeper. She tried to lower
further, but it hurt.
 
It was just too
big.
 
Not sure what to do, she carefully
eased herself up until it felt good and then stayed there; grinding her hips
around, hoping he wouldn’t notice.