27-02-2019, 04:10 PM
Aiko arranged for a taxi to pick them up. She directed the driver to take them to a shopping mall about two blocks from where the swingers' club was located. To protect their privacy, she didn't want the taxi driver to know their true destination.
After paying the entry fee, one of the club's proprietors informed them of the club's rules. They were roughly similar to those in swingers' clubs back home. Aiko noticed the club proprietor paid particular attention to Emma. Aiko knew why. She was a rarity, a white woman in a country where such gaijin were considered to be almost exotic and sexually alluring.
As the trio walked into the club, they found it was quite ordinary looking except that there was a wrestling mat in the middle of what otherwise was probably a dance floor.
Emma and Norman soon discovered they were the only non-Japanese persons in the hall. Taking seats that were the furthest away from the wrestling mat did not seem to prevent Emma and Norman from sticking out like sore thumbs. Several Japanese swingers tried to speak to them. Aiko had to explain that they her friends spoke no Japanese. They asked Aiko if she realized what sort of club they were in. She replied in the affirmative, advising them they were swingers back home.
Open curiosity at the presence of gaijin, however, soon turned into acceptance of the presence of the foreigners. Swingers everywhere were, if anything else, generally very egalitarian. Still, on several occasions, the site of two gaijin in the swingers' club evoked double takes from several Japanese couples as they entered the premises.
Aiko and her two friends noticed that the wrestling ring consisted of a brown mat with a large white circle. There were no ropes like those used by professional wrestlers back home. Norman had on more than one occasion shown disdain for professional wrestling, but at the same time, he acknowledged you had to be an real athlete to be a professional wrestler in North America. What Norman disliked about professional wrestling was its fake nature. It was a form of entertainment that required the audience to suspend its credulity in order to enjoy a match whose outcome was staged and largely predetermined.
About an hour later, the announcer proclaimed in Japanese that the wrestling match was about to begin. He asked everyone to take their seats. There were about a hundred people in the room, mostly couples, although there were a few unaccompanied women as well. Single men were apparently not allowed into the club. Unaccompanied married men were allowed if their wives were active members too.
"I'm not good enough to interpret everything she says," Aiko said. "I'll just give you the essence of what he's saying," she added.
"No problem," Emma agreed.
"Right now he's reminding everybody about the rules," Aiko continued. "The winner is the wrestler who forces his opponent outside the circle or makes him touch the ground with any part of his body other than his feet."
After a few more minutes, the announcer introduced the two contestants. They stood opposite each other outside the wrestling ring.
"The bigger guy with the blue belt is called Yuudai, which means 'big hero' in Japanese," Aiko said. The guy with the red belt is Takeshi, which means 'fierce one' in Japanese."
The announcer then said something that seemed to perk Aiko's interest.
"Apparently, these guys won the most matches in a recent tournament. They've agreed to wrestle each other for a special prize."
The announcer continued his speech. Aiko's jaw dropped open. Obviously, the announcer had said something completely unexpected.
"What's going on, Aiko?" asked Emma wanting to know.
"Well, you know this is a swingers' club, right?"
"Yeah. So."
"The winner of the match gets first choice of any woman in the club as his lover. The loser doesn't real lose because he gets the second choice."
"So?" Emma said. "What do you expect? You've had some unusual swinging experiences yourself, you know."
"You don't understand," Aiko said. "Haven't you noticed that you and Norman are the only white people here? Didn't you notice how a lot of the Japanese men stared at you?"
"Yeah and..."
"Some Japanese men think white women are very exotic and sexually desirable. By Japanese standards, Emma, you're considered to be super-cute. You've got a really good chance of being selected by one those wrestlers," Aiko added teasingly.
"You mean one those massive blobs of blubber might..."
"Yes," Aiko confirmed.
"And if not by one the sumo wrestlers, then by some other man in the audience. You hardly went unnoticed," Aiko repeated. "the men paid attention," she grinned, "and so did their dicks."
After paying the entry fee, one of the club's proprietors informed them of the club's rules. They were roughly similar to those in swingers' clubs back home. Aiko noticed the club proprietor paid particular attention to Emma. Aiko knew why. She was a rarity, a white woman in a country where such gaijin were considered to be almost exotic and sexually alluring.
As the trio walked into the club, they found it was quite ordinary looking except that there was a wrestling mat in the middle of what otherwise was probably a dance floor.
Emma and Norman soon discovered they were the only non-Japanese persons in the hall. Taking seats that were the furthest away from the wrestling mat did not seem to prevent Emma and Norman from sticking out like sore thumbs. Several Japanese swingers tried to speak to them. Aiko had to explain that they her friends spoke no Japanese. They asked Aiko if she realized what sort of club they were in. She replied in the affirmative, advising them they were swingers back home.
Open curiosity at the presence of gaijin, however, soon turned into acceptance of the presence of the foreigners. Swingers everywhere were, if anything else, generally very egalitarian. Still, on several occasions, the site of two gaijin in the swingers' club evoked double takes from several Japanese couples as they entered the premises.
Aiko and her two friends noticed that the wrestling ring consisted of a brown mat with a large white circle. There were no ropes like those used by professional wrestlers back home. Norman had on more than one occasion shown disdain for professional wrestling, but at the same time, he acknowledged you had to be an real athlete to be a professional wrestler in North America. What Norman disliked about professional wrestling was its fake nature. It was a form of entertainment that required the audience to suspend its credulity in order to enjoy a match whose outcome was staged and largely predetermined.
About an hour later, the announcer proclaimed in Japanese that the wrestling match was about to begin. He asked everyone to take their seats. There were about a hundred people in the room, mostly couples, although there were a few unaccompanied women as well. Single men were apparently not allowed into the club. Unaccompanied married men were allowed if their wives were active members too.
"I'm not good enough to interpret everything she says," Aiko said. "I'll just give you the essence of what he's saying," she added.
"No problem," Emma agreed.
"Right now he's reminding everybody about the rules," Aiko continued. "The winner is the wrestler who forces his opponent outside the circle or makes him touch the ground with any part of his body other than his feet."
After a few more minutes, the announcer introduced the two contestants. They stood opposite each other outside the wrestling ring.
"The bigger guy with the blue belt is called Yuudai, which means 'big hero' in Japanese," Aiko said. The guy with the red belt is Takeshi, which means 'fierce one' in Japanese."
The announcer then said something that seemed to perk Aiko's interest.
"Apparently, these guys won the most matches in a recent tournament. They've agreed to wrestle each other for a special prize."
The announcer continued his speech. Aiko's jaw dropped open. Obviously, the announcer had said something completely unexpected.
"What's going on, Aiko?" asked Emma wanting to know.
"Well, you know this is a swingers' club, right?"
"Yeah. So."
"The winner of the match gets first choice of any woman in the club as his lover. The loser doesn't real lose because he gets the second choice."
"So?" Emma said. "What do you expect? You've had some unusual swinging experiences yourself, you know."
"You don't understand," Aiko said. "Haven't you noticed that you and Norman are the only white people here? Didn't you notice how a lot of the Japanese men stared at you?"
"Yeah and..."
"Some Japanese men think white women are very exotic and sexually desirable. By Japanese standards, Emma, you're considered to be super-cute. You've got a really good chance of being selected by one those wrestlers," Aiko added teasingly.
"You mean one those massive blobs of blubber might..."
"Yes," Aiko confirmed.
"And if not by one the sumo wrestlers, then by some other man in the audience. You hardly went unnoticed," Aiko repeated. "the men paid attention," she grinned, "and so did their dicks."
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