27-02-2019, 04:11 PM
"Oh," Emma said as she reddened. At the same time, she looked at her husband to see what his reaction was.
"Of course, there are quite a few beautiful women here too," Aiko added. "I'm just forewarning you of what might happen. If you want, we can leave right now," she offered.
But Emma was an adventurous type. She looked questioningly at her husband again.
"I'm not much into voyeurism," Norman declared. "Either we entertain the idea we might have sex with people we don't know, or we leave. It's your decision, Emma" Norman said. "What's it going to be?"
"We'll stay," Emma said after a few moments. She licked her lips as if her mouth were dry.
Norman and Aiko could tell she was both fearful and thrilled at the possibility of being chosen by one the huge bull-like men facing opposite each other. If one of them didn't select her, Emma chances of acquiring a Japanese lover later in the evening was astronomically high.
"I've never had sex with an Asian man before," Emma responded not quite sure why she said.
The announcer asked the two wrestlers to take their positions. The match began. Both men simultaneously touched the white ring with their fists. The match started as soon as the referee gave the signal. They grappled each other. After 30 seconds, Takeshi had managed to force Yuudai to step outside the ring. The match was over.
"That was quick," Emma remarked.
"It's very rare for a match to last more than a minute," Aiko explained.
The announcer formally declared Takeshi as the winner.
"Takeshi is going to make his choice now," Aiko whispered to her friends.
Takeshi didn't bother to scan the room. He looked straight toward where the three friends were sitting and pointed at them. He kept pointing at them as he slowly approached their table. Aiko gestured to herself as if asking Takeshi if she was the one he wanted. He shook his head in a clear 'no.' As he came closer, it became clearer he was pointing at Emma.
"It's not me he wants," Aiko said unnecessarily. "He wants you, Emma."
Aiko pointed at Emma as if to make sure.
Takeshi nodded. He wanted Emma.
Emma could hardly believe what was happening. Aiko's warning was right on the money. A mass of butterflies flew through her stomach. Her nervousness warred with her sense of adventure.
Aiko spoke to Takeshi for a minute.
"I just told him you speak no Japanese," she said.
"The two of you seemed to have said more than that," Emma observed, "or Japanese words are very long."
Aiko laughed, smiling impishly. "I told him you're hot. I told him to satisfy you because Japanese honour was at stake."
Emma blushed. "You didn't!"
"I did," Aiko replied smiling. "Male lust and national honour make for a potent mixture.
"You're wicked," Emma protested weakly as she started to rise.
"You're horny," Aiko countered. "You're already out of your seat!"
Once Emma stood beside the Japanese giant, Takeshi gestured her towards the ring. They walked side by side to the ring.
"Of course, there are quite a few beautiful women here too," Aiko added. "I'm just forewarning you of what might happen. If you want, we can leave right now," she offered.
But Emma was an adventurous type. She looked questioningly at her husband again.
"I'm not much into voyeurism," Norman declared. "Either we entertain the idea we might have sex with people we don't know, or we leave. It's your decision, Emma" Norman said. "What's it going to be?"
"We'll stay," Emma said after a few moments. She licked her lips as if her mouth were dry.
Norman and Aiko could tell she was both fearful and thrilled at the possibility of being chosen by one the huge bull-like men facing opposite each other. If one of them didn't select her, Emma chances of acquiring a Japanese lover later in the evening was astronomically high.
"I've never had sex with an Asian man before," Emma responded not quite sure why she said.
The announcer asked the two wrestlers to take their positions. The match began. Both men simultaneously touched the white ring with their fists. The match started as soon as the referee gave the signal. They grappled each other. After 30 seconds, Takeshi had managed to force Yuudai to step outside the ring. The match was over.
"That was quick," Emma remarked.
"It's very rare for a match to last more than a minute," Aiko explained.
The announcer formally declared Takeshi as the winner.
"Takeshi is going to make his choice now," Aiko whispered to her friends.
Takeshi didn't bother to scan the room. He looked straight toward where the three friends were sitting and pointed at them. He kept pointing at them as he slowly approached their table. Aiko gestured to herself as if asking Takeshi if she was the one he wanted. He shook his head in a clear 'no.' As he came closer, it became clearer he was pointing at Emma.
"It's not me he wants," Aiko said unnecessarily. "He wants you, Emma."
Aiko pointed at Emma as if to make sure.
Takeshi nodded. He wanted Emma.
Emma could hardly believe what was happening. Aiko's warning was right on the money. A mass of butterflies flew through her stomach. Her nervousness warred with her sense of adventure.
Aiko spoke to Takeshi for a minute.
"I just told him you speak no Japanese," she said.
"The two of you seemed to have said more than that," Emma observed, "or Japanese words are very long."
Aiko laughed, smiling impishly. "I told him you're hot. I told him to satisfy you because Japanese honour was at stake."
Emma blushed. "You didn't!"
"I did," Aiko replied smiling. "Male lust and national honour make for a potent mixture.
"You're wicked," Emma protested weakly as she started to rise.
"You're horny," Aiko countered. "You're already out of your seat!"
Once Emma stood beside the Japanese giant, Takeshi gestured her towards the ring. They walked side by side to the ring.
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