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Eri Entertains Ch. 01

By: Kenntt



When Jeff first introduced me to his wife Eri, you could have knocked me off my feet with a feather. I'd know Jeff since college and he was a nice enough guy. Anything special - well I'd never thought so! He played a bit of racket ball, occasionally tennis in the summer but he wasn't a jock, he wasn't really anything special in any department. He'd gone on to a reasonably successful career as an investment adviser and the last I'd heard he had been transferred from London to Hong Kong and then on to Tokyo, after which we'd kind of lost touch. 

That is until I received an invite to his welcome back party . I think his PA had just gone through one of his old address books and tried to contact everyone with a London or South East address. It was a nice flat, verging on the luxurious just off the Brompton Road. Ringing on the fine brass door bell l was thinking he'd clearly done very well in the far east; I didn't realise just how well until I got inside.

The door was opened by an attractive formally dressed maid and, after she'd taken my coat, I was shown into a large spacious room with two large sets of french doors which looked out over the adjoining square. There were about twenty of so guests already there, some faces already familiar to me but their names had been forgotten. Jeff had been on his travels for about six years and his and my social lives hadn't really overlapped that much after college. I started talking to a couple and we tried to worked out how it was we both knew Jeff but didn't know each other. I was there alone as my marriage had broken-up some six months ago, though no one there would have known that.

Jeff was in an adjoining room and I could hear his voice on the phone and it sounded like a business conversation. I thought that there is a price to be paid for this glossy life style; he's never actually allowed off the company leash; Saturday night is no different to Monday morning when you have pressing business matters across the globe. 

Several minutes later Jeff joined his party and strode across the room toward me with his hand out, we shook hands briefly and then at his move fell into more of an embrace. He seemed genuinely pleased to see me and as he gripped my shoulders in an amiable bear hug I recalled the days when we had shared a rather different sort of flat in a rather indifferent part of London, south of the river. I remembered that there had been times when late into the evening we had drunk ourselves to sleep on the rug - knowing that we'd be skipping classes again in the morning but with the recklessness of youth that really didn't seem awfully important! 

'Glad you could come, I'm delighted to see you again, here you must meet Eri' he said as he then hauled me across the room and out onto one of the little balconies which overlooked the trees of the square, still visible as the summer evening drew in. 'Eri, meet Steve, one of my oldest and closest friends' he said as he led me to the most gorgeous looking woman I had seen in many a long while. 

I was slightly surprised at the great build-up he'd given me but I was even more surprised by Eri. She stood about 5'3", her slim figure was well displayed by the very stylish and tailored dress she was wearing. Somewhat unexpectedly for one with so neat a figure Eri had quite full breasts the upper slopes of which were nicely revealed by her off-the-shoulder dress which was then drawn in quite tightly at her narrow waist. The dress was a scarlet silk and the bright colour brilliantly set off her beautiful clear skin and her jet black hair which was drawn up to the back of her head then tumbled in a cascade down her neck and shoulders. She wore a bright lipstick in a kind of cupid bow, her eyes were wonderfully decorated and highlighted with soft shades of gold and a double strand of natural pearls set off the fine lines of her neck. She looked stunning and sophisticated - I had to check myself to prevent my jaw dropping. The thought that she was Jeff's wife was to me almost inexplicable.

Eri offered her hand and as I took it Jeff at my shoulder said in a stage whisper 'Go on Steve give her a proper hello, a kiss on each cheek at least!' I didn't need a second encouragement but placed my hands carefully on Eri's shoulders and drew her slightly toward me to give a polite 'air kiss' to each cheek. As I did so it struck me how easily she yielded herself into my slight embrace and as I kissed her I inhaled her sweet perfume. There was no doubt as in this fine apartment with the great view Jeff appeared to have done very well recently his new wife being the jewel in his crown. I couldn't help but feel a little envious thinking of my own collapsed married the failure brought on by the tug of two demanding careers which left little time to also work on making our marriage work.

But Jeff didn't appear to have the confidence and satisfaction I would expect. Instead his opening comment really surprised me. 'Do you remember that waitress that you fancied at the So Lin noodle house' - Jeff was referring to a cheap place we used to eat at, it must have been 15 years ago. 'You must have the most extra ordinary memory Jeff' I said. 'I haven't been there in, it must be 10 years. I do remember the girl though, I thought it was you that had the crush on her. We never did find out her name. She's probably fat and happily married now with four kids - she was quite a doll though but, Jeff, if you don't mind my saying so, I think you done considerably better with Eri.' 

'But Steve, what I remembered was that it was the waitress as much as the cheap food which used to make it your favourite eating place. Though I've been away from the dubious pleasures of the London nightlife I did find out something special in the way of eastern delights - I got to sample what we could only speculate about that little sweetheart at the restaurant.' While certainly true that I had had a certain affinity for oriental ladies and had in fact dated one or two while at college - it was a fact that the student population of London was very international, I didn't realise that it had clearly made an impression on Jeff when we had shared that flat in the early days - but it was even more amazing that Jeff would have remembered it after so long. But while we were engaged in what I thought was a little reminiscence and harmless banter I realised that Eri hadn't spoken.

'Eri, how did you meet this very lucky man?' I really just asked in an attempt to engage Eri in conversation and to gauge how good her English was. She looked first at Jeff, seemed to count a beat then answered in impeccable very slightly accented English, 'Oh, we were introduced by mutual friends at a club in Tokyo, but Steve I've heard so much about you, do tell what you're doing now in London?'. She clearly had no language problems and for the next half an hour we enjoyed a general conversation about life-style and comparing London to Tokyo and to New York which we both knew, but in my case not terribly well. Somewhere along the way Jeff had drifted off to his other guests but I notice though he circulated the room and seemed to be enjoying generally socialising he made no attempt to bring anyone else over to meet his wife. Perhaps they had all met before I arrived I concluded.

Several times I had wandered off to get a new drink during the course of the evening, each time Eri had refused another drink and continued nursing her single white wine. But each time when I returned Eri appeared to be waiting for me.

As it got later and people started to drift off I made several attempts to suggest that Eri might want to join Jeff bidding his guests good night at the door, I even indicated that perhaps it was time I thought of leaving. Without saying anything directly Eri suggested that she actually preferred staying on the balcony talking with me, and that it was also what her husband would want. Of course I found it very flattering to monopolise the most attractive woman in the room but I put the attention down to extreme Japanese politeness and perhaps the fact that Eri didn't really know anyone else there very well. I hadn't realised that our time talking together had been planned until most of the guests had left and Jeff returned to speak to us. 'I hope you two have had plenty of time to get to know each other now' Jeff said as he handed both me and Eri an unrequested glass of brandy. 'It's been a pleasure Jeff', I replied,'but I think I'd better be heading off myself now'.

I started in on the usual thanks for the invite lines when Jeff interrupted me,'Actually Steve, I was rather hoping you'd stay on for a bit', he said suddenly appearing slightly awkward. I didn't quite follow what he had in mind and thought that he might want to have some heart to heart about his job or his company or some such 'serious' topic which, after such a pleasant evening, I didn't really have the stomach for. I looked around and noticed that all the other guests had in fact gone. 'Look Jeff I really don't want to overstay my welcome, and I'm sure both you and Eri must be looking forward to a chance to unwind now the party's successfully behind you.

'No Steve, that's not what we're looking forward to at all. Of all the guests here tonight I was particularly hoping that you that Eri would hit it off and I'm so pleased that it worked out, you see I remembered that you had fancied oriental women, and a little sleuthing by my PA unearthed the fact that you had recently got divorced.' I was even more unsure what Jeff meant by this and simply looked blankly back at him. Eventually I said, 'Now look here Jeff, I don't know why you'd want to gloat about a thing like that, I don't see what that's got.....' 'No, I can see you don't', said Jeff. For the first time in the conversation he turned to Eri and said, I thought rather embarrassedly, ' Eri, would you leave us.'

'Let's not get off on the wrong foot Steve, I didn't invite you here to gloat over my successful and your failed marriage, not at all. I've something quite different to propose and you struck me as the ideal choice. I'll put it bluntly, Eri and I have been married just over a year and during that time while we've had a great time, in every respect, and I mean a great sex life too, but I sort of had the feeling that for Eri something wasn't quite right. Oh, don't get me wrong, she certainly enjoys sex, and the sex for me has been good, but somehow I felt she was holding back, something, I didn't know what.'

'She can be pretty reticent too, it's not the language problem, it's more a kind of Japanese thing. I mean - I've done business with them over there for years, they're very, how can I put it, indirect. They rarely came right out and say what they want, you're expected to work it out, or just let it pass. Anyway since we've been back in London, and I guess Eri has felt less constrained by peer pressure, she has opened out a little more to me. Don't think I'm complaining, she a very very fascinating woman. Yes, I know she's beautiful but more than that she also has certain tastes of her own which are to put it bluntly a bit unusual, a bit different. I'm at something of a loose end myself because while I'm very happy to go along with whatever Eri wants I need some help and for reasons which may become obvious you're the person who came to mind.' 

'Hang on Jeff,' I replied, 'I don't know what makes me the obvious choice for anything, we haven't met ourselves for years and as you know I just met Eri.' 'But you like oriental women, and somehow I feel I can trust you - something about our sharing a lot in the old days when neither of us had very much of anything - money or girls! I have to talk to someone outside the family, and outside the office and my immediate circle, and you fit the bill.' 'So what on earth is it?' I asked, finally exasperated with the endless hints and prevarication.

'We, that is Eri, wants to widen her sexual experience - and I suggested you! There I've said it, its out! It came up after she saw your photo the other day when I was going through some boxes of old stuff I'd left in storage here. I said you were one of my oldest friends. I mean it wasn't completely out of the blue, I have had a pretty exciting time travelling the far east for the last 10 years - on company expenses, and I'm not sure myself that I'm ready for the carpet slippers by the fire and the faithful wife in the kitchen fixing dinner for two! I'm not sure Eri's quite the little 'stay-at home' domestic goddess either!'

'Eri's been suggesting for a while that we might invite someone to join us in some of our sexual fun then when she came across your photo and I mentioned that you certainly used to fancy that Chinese waitress... well alright we'd both fancied her, but at least I knew you wouldn't be funny about the fact that my wife was Japanese.' 'Funny about it, you must be kidding,' I replied, 'Eri is gorgeous, she's a complete wet-dream come true, but Jeff, if you've said what Eri wants you haven't said what you want or why you want it.' 

'Well, I said that she has some unorthodox tastes, apart from a very healthy appetite for sex turns out she sort of like to be dominated, sexually I mean. She's my wife and I love her but maybe that's part of the problem, I think perhaps I'm too nice to her and she feels she'd like to be, well how to put it, enjoyed more, taken more physically I suppose - I don't know this kind of thing's hard to explain.' 'Well Jeff, you've really taken my breath away. I'm flattered that you think I'm the one to help out and I've got no problem fancying Eri - but what this is going to do to our friendship?'

'Damn it Steve, I'm the one doing the inviting so I can hardly hold it against you.' 'No, but Jeff, just talking about it and analysing it is a bit different from actually seeing it happen. I take it that you'd want to be there to see fair play and all.' 'Yes, actually me being there is part of the whole thing. Frankly Steve the idea of watching you have Eri is not just something Eri would enjoy, I'd rather like it too. I mean she's is a completely and absolutely perfect woman, she has a wonderful body and I know she loves me and all but, for reasons I can't really fathom, I find the idea of watching her being fucked by someone else a real turn on - but the great thing is we both seem to feel the same way about it, though I don't think I would ever have brought myself to suggest it to her, but in some ways she's tougher than she looks - she knows what she wants!'

I felt suddenly very sober, even though I had been drinking all night. 'Jeff, if I've got the idea then Eri doesn't want to be treated as the wife of one of my oldest friends. She wants to feel she's something else. This is not about a loving relationship - its about sex, and the fact that Eri wants to be seen in a sexual way, not a love object.' 'Yes Steve, that does sound right, but this is about as far as I've got with the planning - I've put it to you, sounds like you've accepted it, and thanks for that, what the next step is I'm not exactly sure.' 'I think you can leave that to me.' I replied.

Eri had disappeared in the direction of the kitchen and I went off to find her. The maid was just finishing clearing away the remnants of the party as I appeared in the kitchen doorway. Eri was there, looking very much in control, supervising the disposal of the left-overs. Having seen me arrive she said rather curtly to the maid, 'That's enough for tonight, you can go now.' Once the maid left Eri turned to me, 'Jeff has spoken to you?' I nodded. 'And you have agreed?' I nodded again. 'I'm so pleased!' she said.

Her face, which had been rather tense and more than a little severe broke into a lovely smile, eyes crinkled-up quite delightfully and she walked across the room toward me. But before she reached me, her arms seemingly raised for an embrace, I put up my hands. 'No Eri, stop there! We are not going to be lovers, you are the wife of one of my oldest friends and I'm not going to compete in your marriage.' Eri stopped and her brow furrowed again - quite delightfully, she looked unsure, which I wanted. I was happy to string this moment out. 'No Eri not lovers but I would be delighted to have sex with you'. Again she looked a little puzzled, but less so than before. There was the beginning of a smile on her lips, and a look of recognition. 'Ah Steven, you also like to play games,' she said softly.

We had both heard Jeff let the maid out; there were just the three of us in the apartment now and although Jeff was around, there were still just the two of us in the kitchen. I think he was giving us a little privacy until this next step were taken. I could hear him re-arranging the furniture in the lounge where the party had been. 'Eri,' I said softly, 'What are you wearing under that dress?' As she began to reply I said, 'No, don't tell me, show me.' I didn't bark this out as a instruction but stated it quietly and firmly. 

Eri kept her eyes on mine as she reached behind her back and felt for her zipper. I heard her draw it down and watched delightedly as the whole silky bodice dropped forward exposing her full breasts cupped in a lacy black bra. As she dropped the dress to the floor and then stepped out of it she lowered her eyes. Black stockings, and minute black thong panties completed the most erotic picture standing before me. 'Eri, I like what I see very much, I think this is going to be a perfect arrangement. Leave the dress, let's go and find Jeff.'

Anyone want to know what happened next? I know I do! 

Eri Entertains Ch. 02



 Chapter 2: Eri Exposed

Steve found Jeff in the lounge, he was sitting on the couch with drink, and he looked a little anxious over what had been happening in the kitchen. As Steve walked in Jeff shot a fierce and questioning look at him, then at his wife. Steve turn and indicated to Eri that she should remain by the door. He walked over to Jeff and sat in a chair facing him, his back to Eri. He assumed she would stay where he had left her - just out of earshot - and she did. 

'Well', said Jeff, 'What's happened?' 

Steve answered in a quiet tone, 'I asked Eri if this was her idea or yours, I clarified for her that anything which might now happen between us is about sex not love; there's a difference - certainly for me, and asked her to take her dress off.' He paused, ' She said that she was not being forced by you into anything, and as you can see that she complied quite happily with my request about the dress!' Steve turned so that they could both admire the splendid vision of Jeff's half naked young Japanese wife standing, quite modestly by the door. Her head bowed, her hands clasped in front of her just over her public area.

'How much do you know about Eri's sex life Jeff?' asked Steve. 

'You mean since we've been married? I've no reason to think she's been anything but faithful to me'

'And before? asked Steve. 

'Well I don't know too much about before. We met up at a rather unusual club in Tokyo. I was taken there late one night by a Japanese co-worker, we were pretty smashed by the time, we got there and I never really followed what he said about the club.'

'You were introduced to Eri?' asked Jeff. 'Yes, I think so, we'd fallen in with a mixed bunch of ex-pats and locals, I'm not sure who knew who at that point. But Eri seemed to know one or two of the group and she was really very very friendly to me. Well you can see how friendly - we were married within 6 months.'

'Jeff, she seems amazingly comfortable standing over there in her undies, I mean we've only just met, and she dropped her dress without a seconds thought?'

'Steve, we've been talking of nothing else but this party and meeting you for weeks - we've been preparing for it for weeks!'

'Yes, I guess that might explain it.', said Steve thoughtfully. 'Eri,' called Steve, 'come over here and kneel in front of me.' Eri immediately responded. She knelt and with her hands on her bare thighs and resumed the pose with her head bowed. 'No, Eri,' said Steve, 'When I speak to you I want you to look at me, and when you reply you will also look me in the eye.'

'Now Eri, I want you to tell me what we three are doing here?' Steve said in level neutral voice. ' I don't understand,' Eri replied very softly, but she did lift her head and spoke directly to Steve. 'Eri, I think you must have worked it out by now, we're here - all three of us - because you want us to be. Oh, I might have had the odd fantasy after meeting you that maybe some kind of affair might be possible, after all we seemed to hit it off pretty well tonight. Maybe I thought I might even have scrounged a rather nice goodnight kiss from you - but never in my dreams would I have imagined this.'

'I don't understand Steve, don't you want me?' she said softly, again looking directly into Steve's eyes. Eri seemed pretty good at remembering what she was told when it suited her.

'Oh yes Eri, I want you alright, and amazingly it seems my friend is prepared to give you to me, but neither of us guys could or would have arranged this - this is all about you!'. Jeff interjected at that point, 'What are you getting Steve, I'm beginning to wonder now. Have we made a mistake, do you want Eri? I thought she would have been right up your street, and what with your divorce and all, just what you needed.'

'Well, okay, don't think I'm not delighted that you thought of me,' Steve replied, ' and I image you might have thought I'd be pretty desperate but, I just want us all to understand what's happening here, that's all. We're all grown ups, we're reasonably intelligent and responsible people, I don't want any of us falling for some guff about the inscrutable east - Eri knows exactly what she's doing, and I want to make sure I do too!' 

'Jeff, how long have you been married, coming up for two years? And in that time as far as you know you're the only one who Eri's been with?'

'Yes, Steve, exactly.'

'And Eri, you've been faithful to Jeff, until this idea came up in the last few weeks?'

'Yes Steve, but while I was being faithful with my body in wasn't always in my thoughts. I have thought about some of the things I wanted to do - sometimes when I was with Jeff.'

'You mean when you were making love to your husband, sometimes you were thinking about having sex with someone else?' pressed Steve. 

Eri dropped her eyes, 'Yes Steve.' she said almost inaudibly. 'No Eri, when you speak to me I want to hear you clearly, I want Steve hear too.'

'Sometimes I thought of someone else when Jeff and I made love.' Eri repeated it more loudly, almost through clenched teeth. That was what Steve wanted. He was breaking through that detachment, she flushed a little, she was even getting a little cross. Perhaps it suited her not to have her motives too clearly exposed, as she acknowledged her part in what was happening so she would also have to deal with the guilt and the shame. Steve like that too, it was too easy for Eri to play the dutiful wife as a smokescreen to her own desires. 'Jeff, you know I think your pretty young wife has already been unfaithful. Maybe not in the flesh but certainly in her head. She didn't wait for your permission there!'

'Bow your head Eri,' Steve ordered. Then when she did so he reached over to the back of her head and unclasped the black laquer comb which held her hair up. The long black tresses fell around her shoulders and, in her kneeling position, almost brushed the floor. Steve had to hold himself back - she looked so vulnerable and so within his grasp - but he wasn't ready for that yet. He wanted to get the timing right. He wanted to keep the initiative so that this complex little scene would play out just the way he now wanted. He waited a few minutes; no doubt Eri was wondering what would come next, what Steve would do next. Steve wanted to keep her off balance - he did nothing for a few minutes.

'Jeff,' Steve asked, 'would you strip off the rest of your wife's clothing please? Eri, you may go over to Jeff.' Eri stood, maybe not quite as confidently as a few minutes ago, then turned and walked over to her husband. She kept her head down but remained standing. 'Oh well, ' said Jeff, 'I guess this is the crunch.' He stood and put his arms around Eri and held her to him for a few moments. Steve said 'It's one crunch anyway!' Jeff then reached around his wife, as she lifted her arms, and undid the clasp at the back of her bra. The cups fell forward into his hands and he removed the fine black lace and dropped it on the couch. And, after looking directly into Eri's eyes for her confirmation that he was to continue, he placed his hands each side of the waistband of her panties.

It wasn't easy to draw her panties down, they were a very snug fit; it's the sort of movement which is easier to do for yourself than for someone else. As the black satin slipped down his wife's thighs and away from the curves of her ass Eri helpfully opened her legs just a little to ensure that the garment would smoothly drop away from her. She stepped out of them, bent, and then picked them up and handed them to Jeff. She was now naked and Jeff, with his hands on her shoulders encouraged her to turn and face their guest.

Eri kept her eyes averted. It was Steve's turn to be silent for a moment as he took in the sight of his friend's beautiful Japanese wife now entirely revealed to his hungry gaze. Her breasts were high and full and stood away from her chest. They were perfectly shaped and not an ounce too heavy. The fine pale upper slopes led to beautiful thick nipples of delicate shades of pink and coffee now erect, the lower globe of her breasts curved in gently toward her chest. Her breasts looked a little heavy for her slight frame and a slight roll to the side of each breast made her nipples point outward and up. Her waist pulled in below those breasts, almost too sharply, then flared to give definition to her narrow, almost boyish waist.

Eri thighs were slightly parted, but Steve noted that even if her legs were together her thighs would not have touched. Though shapely, the curve of her inner thighs reached crotch without meeting. Steve loved the beautiful clear definition this gave to her cuntlips and the swelling of her public mound. There was a wisp of jet black straight hair which rose vertically from her slit contrasting with her pale clear skin that identified the hot focus of their attention.

Eri keep her head down, her eyes on the rug, and it was that gesture which ultimately produce a reaction from Steve. He was completely awed by her beauty, she was without doubt a quite perfect woman, but there was also no doubt for Steve's that in this situation he wanted to be the one on top - both literally and metaphorically . There was something about Eri's almost excessive display of modesty which irked him. She wasn't a simply an object being gawped at, she was his friend's wife and now she was willingly offering herself to another man. 

Jeff decided that her almost other-worldly beauty did not exclude her from responsibility for what was happening here. He wanted Eri to face what she was doing, but also he had an idea that it is was important for her to admit to them that what she was doing was wrong. That she knew that, and she still wanted it! This evening wasn't being forced on to her; she wasn't simply doing as her husband instructed - the faithful wife! She'd been very willing to be stripped and that before the evening was over she would share the responsibility that she would commit adultery and his old friend would be cuckolded.

'Eri,' said Steve, 'You are a very beautiful woman; but tell me, what are you doing now?'

'Whatever you wish Steve.' Eri spoke very softly and kept her head bowed. 'Eri, first of all I want you to look at me whenever you speak to me, this is the second time I've had to remind you. Eri I think you know very well what you want and I think you are used to getting it. You're a beautiful woman you can do it so easily! 'I don't understand what you mean.' she replied. 'How do you think this makes your husband feel?'

'I don't know how he feels, I hope he is proud of me.'

'Yes, Eri, I'm sure he is proud of you, but something else, I think he is also excited by watching you don't you?.'

'You should ask him Steve.' she said. Eri wasn't stupid, and Steve felt he was now flushing her out. Whatever was going to happen here he wanted it to be explicit.

'I think your husband is watching his wife become a slut Eri, I think Jeff is finding out something new about his beautiful wife tonight. What do you think Jeff - what do you think of this beautiful and cultured woman who is standing here naked. I think that she's wet, down there between those soft thighs, I think she's actually very keen to get something hard between her legs. Think it's time for a little cultural exchange. I think she's gagging for some cock, and that could be anyone's cock! 

Now it was Jeff's moment to think again. He was now wondering himself what he had in mind when they set this up? The idea of watching his beautiful wife being fucked by someone else had certainly turned him on in his matrimonial bed at night - on more than one occasion. He remembered getting particularly excited with Eri a few weeks ago when her had been fucking her doggy-style. He had the image of his sweet wife bent over with one cock in her mouth and another in her cunt . He wanted to see her loose her cool for once. It occurred to him that he hadn't really thought it through. He realised that he also wanted to see her drop her detachment - he wanted to see her the way he often felt himself - he wanted to see her pure sexual lust . But did he want her to enjoy being fucked by other men? For the moment he has lost track of what was happening here. Had he has suggested it to Eri, had he been led to this by what she wanted? Steve questions and Eri's responses had made him doubt. 

Steve voice cut through the uncertainty. 'Jeff,' said Steve firmly, 'I think your wife's a hot little bitch who enjoys knocking men for six with her looks. I think she wants you to think it's your idea that she gets laid whenever she feels like it, by whoever she wants, but actually she's not doing it for you - she doing it for her! I think its time we taught Eri a little lesson that she doesn't always get what she wants. She's not going to pick and choose, the way she clearly picked you in Tokyo, and now she thinks shell have me in London. I think she gets what we give her. Oh, she'll enjoy it all the same - she'll get plenty of what turns her on - but on our terms. Let's say just for now, on my terms. If you don't like what you see, just say the word Jeff, I'll stop. But let's agree now, it's what we say that goes, from now Eri will take orders.' 

But first one last question for Eri. 'Eri, you have one last opportunity to back out, no hard feelings, I'll just disappear out of your lives once more. Eri, you're a beautiful woman, a prize for anyone. I'm going to use you for my pleasure, oh, I won't keep you to myself, I'll let Jeff use you too and who knows who else - but not for your pleasure, for theirs. Your husband says fine, he's nodding his head, what do you say?'

What do you think her answer's going to be? I'd like your views. 



Eri Entertains Ch. 03



Chapter 3: Eri Revealed

'I want you to use me' said Eri. This time she remembered to look Steve straight into his eyes. 'You hear that Jeff,' said Steve to Eri’s husband, 'this isn't about what you want, or even what I want, it's about what Eri wants.' This was what Steve wanted to get out in the open. He wasn't going to take advantage of his old friend. Jeff was clearly anxious to keep his marriage together and his pretty Japanese wife happy. He was so anxious that he'd been prepared to ask his old friend Steve to help keep her happy. 

But Steve wasn't keen to take advantage of his friend's concern. He looked down at the naked woman who knelt in front of him. He thought he saw more clearly than Jeff did what was really happening here. He wanted to get Eri to admit that she wanted to enjoy some sex play outside the marital bed. He didn't want to feel guilty about having a ride on the back of his old friend's feeling of failure. He did want to have this beautiful young wife, but it would be because she wanted it, not because his friend was desperate. And now he felt he had got to the truth of what was happening.

Immediately he met her he knew it was Eri who was the stronger partner in this marriage. She was a woman who knew what she wanted even if she kept it well concealed beneath a veneer of her Asian politeness. The next step was going to be what she wanted, and Steve would get her to make that plain to all of them. The natural order, what convention dictated, was that she should follow her husband's wishes. But Jeff's wishes had not been going in the direction that Eri wanted. Her scheme had been to get what she wanted by making Jeff feel inadequate. 

Now Steve had broken through that veneer - Eri has admitted to her husband that it was she who wanted more. She had been steering Jeff into thinking that it was his poor performance in bed that led him to an embarrassing desire to see his wife get satisfaction from another man. It was the only way she thought she could make it could work for her. But Steve knew there was another way - a way that was more honest and would give her even more of what she wanted. 

It meant she had to have the courage to say what she wanted and to then take the consequences and her share of the responsibility. It was not the way Eri had handled her complex sexuality before. But now she had spoken her real desires out loud as she knelt naked between these two men, and once she did so she felt an unexpected sense of release. 

They hadn't reviled her, they hadn't rejected her, instead they were both smiling down at her with perhaps even greater affection than before. This was a new feeling for this beautiful woman. She wasn't putting on a 'face', a construct to mask her true desires, she had instead made it clear what she wanted and they had accepted it, and had accepted her. There was no doubt that Steve had tapped into her thoughts in a way that no one had before.

'Okay Eri, now we all know where we stand and what we want, would you kiss your husband.' said Steve, and he offered her his hand to help her stand. Eri turned back to Jeff and stretched up to kiss him. As she did so Steve surprise her yet again. While she had her arms on her husband's shoulders she raised herself just a little on her toes to reach his lips. Steve quickly moved behind her and, with his hands on each of her fine white buttocks, pressed his finger into that sweet tight rose bud of her arse. 

Eri gasped with surprise, and then let out a groan of pleasure as she felt Steve's probe her rear entrance. Steve had decided that his first move would be to violate her where she would expect it least. It confirmed that no part of Eri's body was either not available to him, and perhaps more importantly, not desirable to him. She felt her knees tremble and her embrace of her husband turned into a grip of support as she felt herself go weak as Steve probed her hard. He stood up close and behind her. His hands travelled up her thighs and beyond to grab at her breasts quite roughly. He pulled her away from her husband and stretched around her shoulder. When she turned her head toward him he covered her mouth with his, crushing her breasts in his embrace as he did so. Eri loved his firm handling.

Jeff looked on as his wife fell into an embrace with his old friend. He felt himself growing hard watching Steve's hands explore her body. There was something very natural about the way these two who had just met seemed to be so comfortable together. There seemed to be a bond between them, which had been immediate and strong. He felt that Steve understood his wife in a way which he had himself so far failed to do.

Steve had not expected to be holding his friend's wife naked in his arms when he had arrived just a few hours ago but now that he had experienced the softness of her skin, the heat of her kisses he knew he wanted much more. He stepped back from her embrace. 'Eri,' he said softly, 'this is how I want you to be whenever you're with me, I want you naked and available.' Eri stood before him and adopted the same poise as she had earlier. Her eyes slightly downcast, her head a little bowed, her hands clasped in front, she nodded her assent.

Steve looked more closely at the carefully trimmed narrow tuff of jet black hair which sprang from the top of Eri’s cleft. Her lower lips were tight, the opening indicated only by a slight darkening of the shade of her delicate pale skin. Like so much about this woman her sex was both obvious and yet mysterious. 

‘Open your cunt Eri’, Steve ordered rather than asked. Eri didn’t reply but her fingers quickly moved positions each side of that secret place and as she drew her lips apart to reveal the coral pink of her inner lips. Something in the beauty of her body, as well as the complete humility of her manner suddenly moved to Steve action he couldn’t resist. He had wanted to remain entirely cool this first evening of Eri’s submission. 

With a glance at Jeff over Eri’s shoulder he dropped down in front of this naked wife and, putting his hands over Eri’s to spread her wider, he thrust his tongue into her warm silky opening. He savoured her and sought-out the hooded seat of her sexuality with his tongue. Eri let out a groan and Steve felt his mouth fill with her sweet salty juices. Steve was almost at the point of no return when he checked himself. He wasn’t ready to give his conquest everything tonight. He felt it important to hold on to his lead, he was being dazzled and overcome by this beautiful woman he so fiercely wanted to dominate.

He abruptly stood up. Steve had one more step he wanted to take tonight. He walked over to the French doors onto the balcony and opened the doors wide. There was still traffic still moving on the street although it was now the early hours of the morning. He stepped out. A looked down into the darkened street. A few people were about, most of them appeared to be hurrying home. No one looked up toward the second floor balcony.

Turning back into the room he stretched out his hand towards Eri. 'Come outside Eri, it's a fine night, it's not cold and you will enjoy the view.' Her breathing was still heavy as Steve had taken her right to the brink with his tongue. She held back for a moment realising that she would be the view! She looked at her husband and Jeff expression was simply one of disbelief. 'No Eri’, said Steve, ‘this is not up to Jeff, it's up to you, I want you outside, come.'. She took another deep breath and holding her head up she found herself moving toward the open doors and out onto the balcony where she often stood and looked at the garden in the Square. Where she occasionally waved to friends and neighbours below in the street, or as they walked across the garden. She hoped none were out tonight. 

She moved onto the balcony and Steve lead her right up to the iron railing that didn’t shield her body at all. He stood by her side, his hand around her waist drawing her against the rail and displaying her nakedness to anyone who cared to look. The dense drift of her hair surrounding her shoulders was blacker than the night sky but there was a good moon and its cool light gave the rest of Eri's nakedness a soft glow as she stood quite still, not daring to move unless she should drew attention to herself. 

Her husband moved to stand buy her other side and the three of them kept their own thoughts as they looked out onto the street. Steve was hoping someone would notice them standing there. He wanted someone to see Eri exposed, he wanted it to register that this was something he wanted her to do, and something her husband would go along with. It would put a stamp of completeness on what had happened tonight. Eri should be exposed to the eyes of a stranger, it didn't matter who, and should accept that she was to be used in this way if Steve so wished.

At last, a cab pulled up a few houses down the street on the same side and a couple got out. The man was on the street side and the woman alighted onto the pavement. As he leaned into the cab to pay the fare he glanced across to his companion on the other side and his eyes strayed up toward the balcony. Steve didn't know whether Eri and Jeff knew this couple. But he heard a quiet groan from Eri as she also realised that she had been seen. She dropped her head still lower but Steve kept his arm firmly at her waist and prevented her stepping back out of sight. The man stopped and stared for a moment then, not wanting the woman with him to see what he had, he moved around the cab quickly. Taking his companion by the arm they entered the house down the street. Very satisfied with the evening's events Steve left the others and moved back into the house. Without anything being said both Eri and Jeff turned and followed him.

(Thanks to Rochelle for the inspiration) 



Eri Entertains Ch. 04



Eri Entertains part 4

Eri Exhibited

It was week before Steve met up again with Jeff. They got together for a beer at a bar they had frequented years ago when much younger. It wasn’t quite the same, you can never go back, but it was familiar enough for them both to feel quite relaxed there and to concentrate on their new relationship. Jeff opened the topic by saying that he didn’t think he’d ever understand his wife. Steve took the point further by simply responding with the question, ‘who ever really knew anyone?’. Steve liked Jeff and didn’t think any less of him following the party at his flat the previous weekend when they had had their own private party with Jeff’s Japanese wife Eri after everyone else had left. 

Steve realised now that this outcome, or something like it, had been exactly what Eri had planned, it may even had been the reason she organised the whole party. That’s Eri rather than Jeff. Steve had the feeling that Eri was very capable of organising her husband into doing exactly as she wanted while have the poor guy imagine that most of it was his idea. Steve didn’t think it was for him to take a view on that if they were both happy, and Jeff certainly was with his beautiful Asian wife, then that was their affair.

After Steve had Jeff strip his pretty young wife out of her party clothes he had taken her out onto their balcony for some fresh air and for a little demonstration of just how prepared Eri was to follow extreme sexual behaviour. He hadn’t taken things much further that night, apart from a little intimate fondling. Steve wanted to take this at his pace and he wanted to keep Eri a little off-balance. He could see that she was very anxious to be in control, even though she was offering herself as the object of some interesting sexual games. She had made it seem that it was Jeff that was offering his wife to Steve, but Steve could sense who was in the driving seat. 

‘How has it been between you two since the party?’ Steve asked. 

‘Pretty good,’ Jeff replied, ‘but she does keep asking when she’s going to see you again.’ 

‘Well, what do you think Jeff, it’s your call?’

‘I hoped you’d want to take it further Steve, it’s clearly something she wants.’ 

‘Oh I know she wants it, how about what you want?’

‘I want her to be happy and to be honest I did get quite a kick out of the way the evening turned out,’ Jeff replied, lowering his voice. 

‘Well I did too,’ rejoined Steve, ‘ but if we do it my way you might not be so happy , you see, I’m not going to play by Eri’s rules. What do you really think of your wife Jeff?’ 

‘That she’s beautiful, that she’s exotic, that I’ll never understand her but I do want to keep her.’ 

‘Don’t be offended Jeff, but the other thing to say about Eri is that she’s a slut! I don’t know her particular turn-on, yet, but I’ll find it. What I do know is that she’s wide open sexually. She met me for the first time last Saturday evening, I’m not the most engaging of men, I’m no pin-up, but I knew I could have done whatever I wanted with your wife after that party and she would have gladly let me. Why? Because I think she liked the thrill of getting it on with someone she didn’t know, because she wanted you as her husband to be part of it and to condone it. She wanted you to see this side of her. I guess it was kind of like a confession. She was being honest with you Jeff, in the best way she knew how.’ 

‘I guess,’ said Jeff - a little uncertainly.

‘I wonder just how far she wants to play that game,’ said Steve, thinking out loud. 

‘I tell you what Jeff, this is a pretty nice bar, with a pretty good class of customers – we like it here – what d’you say we meet here next Saturday, I mean the three of us say, 9.00pm.’ 

Steve stood up ready to leave. ‘Oh and Jeff, tell Eri to dress ‘hot’, I don’t think she’ll have any trouble with that, and one tip - no panties!’ Before Jeff could think how to reply Steve turned and left.

Steve was at the bar early and the place was still relatively quiet but he wanted to note the reaction of those guys scattered throughout the long main bar room, and the few more intimate booths at the back to Eri and Jeff’s arrival. Just after 9 they arrived and as Steve hoped Eri had made a special effort for him. Asian women appealed to Steve in a way he really couldn’t explain and as she walked in ahead of Jeff Eri embodied those qualities of mystery and other-world beauty together with a kind of ultra-voguish glamour that veered toward the fetishistic. 

She was dressed almost entirely in black, her skirt which was quite long, below the knee, was slashed at the side almost to her hip, but was buttoned high to her neck. The back was cut away in a key-hole shape which flaired as it came down to her hips exposing a great swathe of her pale skin and displaying the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Steve knew that if she had followed instructions she wasn’t wearing panties either. Eri had a bright red flower in her hair which matched her bright red lipstick, the rest of her make-up was very pale, other than around her eyes where she has applies some sparkling concoction that appeared at times silver and at others turquoise. Her shoes were fine black patent with absurdly high-heels. Only a woman of her inherent elegance could have brought it off without appearing over the top, and she did it beautifully.

Most people in the room turned, as they did when anyone entered and they were not already closely engaged with a partner for the night. Some turned back just as quickly. Eri’s special qualities didn’t appeal to all, Steve knew that. But there were several who watched the pair all the way to Steve’s table before they turned back to their business. Steve noted who they were. Those were the ones that interested him.

He stood and greeted his friends a two-hand shake for Jeff and the three cheek kisses so beloved in Europe for Eri. Steve also took time to place his hands on Eri’s slender waist as he kissed her. It was a slightly suggestive gesture, a little unusual for those who noticed it, and that was Steve’s intention. He wanted to set a few imaginative minds racing. Jeff went off to the bar and Eri sat next to Steve. Steve immediately leaned over to Eri and kissed her firmly on the mouth. Eri was happy to be greeted so effusively and encouraged Steve linger over his kiss by putting her hand on the back of his neck. Steve withdrew eventually but left his hand high on Eri’s thigh. When Jeff returned with drinks Steve made no effort to remove his hand. That should nicely confuse anyone taking an interest he thought as he looked down at Eri’s left hand holding her glass of wine which also prominently displayed her diamond engagement ring and her platinum wedding ring.

They stayed drinking for a while and enjoying each others company but avoiding the particular line of conversation that had brought them together that evening. Steve was very free with his hands around his friend’s wife’s thighs – he had managed to sit on the side where her dress was cut high and so could occasionally rest his hand on her naked thigh above her stocking tops. He also slid the edge of the material of her skirt over her thigh to expose as much of her perfect white skin as possible. This took the top of the vent almost up to her hip. The crease on her thigh was visible to him, and anyone who took a close interest, as was the fact that her flesh continued on up without being broken by the fabric of any underwear. But he didn’t make a point of his interest in Eri’s body until he asked if she had followed his instructions to the letter. 

‘Yes,’ he agreed, Eri had dressed ‘hot’, but had she left off what was normally well hidden? Eri coloured slightly and nodded her head, ‘Hai! She said softly. 

‘Good girl,’ Steve replied, he knew already from what he could see but he wanted to hear her say it.

‘You know if I didn’t know better I might think that Eri was just some Chinese whore we had picked-up for an evening’s fun,’ Steve suddenly said quiet loudly. In fact he said it loudly enough to be heard at several surrounding tables. Jeff looked uncomfortable at having his friend spell out what a number of people around them were already thinking, and Eri just looked calmly down at her drink. She appeared to be waiting to see what Steve might have in mind next.

‘Don’t you think we’re being unfair keeping this pretty lady all to ourselves Jeff?’ said Steve. Jeff wasn’t at all sure where this was going and just smiled awkwardly at his friend. 

‘You know there’s a couple of guys in that booth over there who have had their eye’s on Eri ever since she walked in.’ Steve said it loudly enough that he could have been talking to anyone, the guys in question might even have been able to hear him though they were several tables away. 

‘Jeff,’ said Steve, his tone had suddenly become less conversational, ‘go ask those guys if they find your wife attractive,’ the way he said it was more of an instruction. Eri sat with her gaze averted, studying her glass. Jeff looked at his friend, unsure whether this was just Steve’s idea of a joke. 

‘Steady on Steve,’ said Jeff, ‘They might hear you.’ 

‘That is the idea Jeff, go on they won’t bite, just ask them if they like the look of her, be polite and they won’t take offence.’ Jeff suddenly felt a pounding behind his eyes, his temperature seem to rise, he felt a flush of embarrassment and excitement as he realised his friend was serious. He looked at his wife and was astonished all over again how beautiful she was and at the fact that she was his. At least he thought she was his. She was taking this all very calmly he thought. In fact he thought there was just a hint of excitement in her eyes too, though she wouldn’t meet his, and continued to stare down at the table. 

‘Go on Jeff, and if they say yes they do find her attractive, ask them what they’re plans are for later on tonight.’ 

‘Steve I can’t do that,’ said Jeff quietly. 

‘Jeff, go on, we made a deal, and anyway you don’t want to disappoint your wife.’

So Jeff stood picked up his glass and walked back to the bar. He ordered another round of drinks for himself and Steve, Eri had declined, and while he stood waiting for them he took a look at the table that Steve had indicated. There were two youngish guys sitting there, quite smartly dressed and without being too obvious it was clear that they both cast frequent glances over to the table where Eri and Steve sat. And it didn’t appear that they were very interested in Steve. He took a swallow from his refreshed glass and headed over to the two strangers.

When he reached their table he stooped a little and said, without raising his voice too much, that her name was Eri, he nodded his head in her direction, and asked if they found her attractive. They appeared to notice Jeff for the first time and were uncertain how to respond. 

‘What does it have to do with you?’ one asked. Without thinking Jeff said that she was his wife. 

‘We wondered where you got her,’ said the other, ‘to be honest we were wondering whether she was a tart, no offence meant.’ 

‘No, she’s not a tart,’ Jeff replied, ‘but I guess you might be excused for thinking it. She dressed up specially this evening.’ 

‘So what’s the angle?’ one asked. 

‘ The angle? Oh,’ said Jeff remembering Steve’s instructions, ‘We just wondered if you were busy later on.’ 

‘No I don’t think we are, are we Paul?’ The other agreed, ‘No we’ve been happy just enjoying the view.’ 

‘I’ll get back to you then,’ said Jeff, and he moved back to join Steve and Eri.

‘Well?’ said Steve when Jeff sat down, ‘mission accomplished?’

‘Yes, they do like the view,’ said Jeff, ‘and no they’re not busy later on. Just what did you have in mind Steve?’ 

‘I thought Eri might want a little change of scene this evening, what do you think Eri, you’ve been very quiet all evening? Go on, give them a smile, that will really make their day.’ Eri turned as asked and gave the two guys a smile, they immediately both smiled back, and to show his interest more clearly one even waved. 

‘Well that’s all settled then,’ said Steve, ‘come on Jeff, drink-up it’s time to go. What do you say we introduce Eri to her new admirers?’

Steve got up and went across to the other table. ‘Hi guys, so you like my friends wife eh?’ 

‘No reason why we shouldn’t is there,’ one replied a little aggressively. 

‘No, no, No reason at all, in fact I’m rather pleased that you do because my friend and I have had some urgent business come up and I’m going to have to ask you whether you think you could look after Eri for an hour or two.’ The two guys couldn’t believe what was being said. They looked at each other in surprise. 

‘You mean…,’ started one. 

‘Yes,’ replied Steve, ‘that’s exactly what I mean.’ By now the Eri and Jeff had joined them at the table, 

‘Eri, meet Paul and, what is your friends name?’ asked Steve. 

‘Joe,’ said the still stunned other guy. 

‘Paul and Jo, meet Eri, you’ll find she speaks excellent English, but maybe you won’t be doing a lot of talking. Can you get her back here in, let’s say, around an hour?’ ‘But wait a minute,’ said Paul, ‘is there any money involved?’ 

‘Oh, thanks for raising that,’ said Steve, ‘ you mean for the motel. Here Jeff, you’d better give these guys something to cover the motel.’ Jeff swallowed deeply but after a pause reached for his wallet and handed to Paul a wad of bills. Following the introductions Eri had stood quietly to one side. She emanated a sense of calm while the men, other than Steve, were clearly in a state of turmoil. 

‘Let me get this clear……,’ started Paul. 

‘I think you have it clear enough,’ cut in Steve, ‘unless there’s something you’re not happy about we’ll see you, your buddy and Eri back here in just an hour. And be nice to her, though you really shouldn’t find that difficult.’ 

Rather tentatively Jo, who was nearest to Eri, reached out and took her hand. Eri gave it easily. He pulled her close to him, as if testing her willingness. She obliged and snuggled up to him and her perfume filled his nose. Paul immediate positioned himself at her other side and took her other hand. Eri smiled at them both then said quietly to Jeff, ‘Don’t worry honey, I’ll be just fine.’ 

‘You guys better get moving if you’re to be back in an hour – here’s the only rule – you be on time,’ said Steve.

The bar was not a particularly big place and as the three made it to the exit Steve wondered how many people there had noticed the odd transaction that had just taken place. For Jeff, who felt he badly needed another drink, watching his wife’s receding back gave him a mixture of desperate anxiety and a feeling of elation. Something had happened to his marriage, something more than had happened after their party. He couldn’t quite explain it but churning in with his other feelings was a sense that whatever it was it seemed to be what Eri wanted. Perhaps, Steve was right, he thought, this was the only way he could actually keep this strange and beautiful woman.