Phillip Milner: Her mother_s lover

She was rather glad to see Taka Hachiburo again. He was a handsome exchange student from Tokyo who was taking his degree in psychology at Columbia University. He worked as Minna's part-time butler and houseman for his living expenses. He would be getting his degree within a few months now.

"Oh, that's all right, Taka," she said, noting how strong and virile his muscular arms and legs looked. He was clad only in tennis shorts and a T-shirt for his window-cleaning job. "Don't let me keep you from your work."

The attractive Japanese student-butler moved gracefully into the bedroom with his squeegees and pail of water. He started to wash the first window, near the bed on which she was lying. As she watched his manly, athlete's body clean the first window, she smiled slyly to herself at certain warm, wet feelings she was experiencing between her legs… She had certainly been sexually stimulated by all she had seen the previous evening.

"Listen, Taka," Charisse said sweetly, "I don't want to disturb you while you're working, but I like watching you. You've got a real tennis player's physique, I can see, and I have a weakness for good-looking tennis players. I'd like to see you walking around in those tennis shorts all the time."

"I only wear them when I wash the windows, Miss Charisse," Taka grinned back at her and went on using the rubber squeegee on the windows.

"But, Taka," Charisse said impishly, "aren't they kind of tight in the crotch?"

Ignoring the question, the good-looking Japanese continued his work.

"Maybe you ought to take your record-player into the living room," he suggested. "This is a kind of messy job and I wouldn't want to splash you."

"You can splash me anytime, Taka," she said. "Watching you work in that outfit shows me how graceful you are." She looked at him coyly as she watched his torso straining as he cleaned the upper-half of the window. Like most Japanese, Taka was not very tall, but he was very compact and brawny. His skin was the color of yellow gold and beads of sweat were beginning to form on his upper and lower lips and his chest. Taka turned around, wondering what gave with Charisse and then applied himself to the windows once again. Charisse was staring right at his crotch, which had quite a manly bulge and he wished he had put on a jock-strap.

Quite casually, Charisse let her house-robe fall open, exposing the valley between her lush tits, as well as a good deal of her bra. As Taka turned around for a cloth, he was startled by the sight of her voluptuous knockers, so temptingly and "accidentally" displayed.

"This apartment is rather warm and close today," she smiled at Taka. "How about letting me use your squeegee on the window for awhile. I'm so bored."

Suiting her actions to her words, she bent over the pail of water to get the squeegee. As she did so, her house-robe fell even more open and she heard Taka's sharp intake of breath as the sight of her lush titties straining out of the top of her bra greeted his eyes.

She began to use the squeegee on the window, brushing against Taka as she strained to reach the top of the window. Her robe fell even more open as she worked, and she knew that the sight of her full titties and the glimpses of lace panties, was lighting his fuse as she exposed herself.

Taka had paused and watched the jiggling movement of her breasts as her arm rose and fell with the squeegee.

Deliberately, Charisse teased him. "What's the matter, am I using the squeegee wrong?"

"Not at all Miss Charisse," he answered, trying to regain his cool, "but maybe I ought to finish the job. I can see there's a lot of straightening up I have to do in the other rooms."

"Here, why don't you show me the right way to squeeze the windows, maybe I can help you get through quicker," Charisse said, taking his strong right hand and folding his fingers over her slender waist. "Work my hand up and down and show me the right way to squeeze. You do it so beautifully, Taka!"

As she touched his hand and felt his manly body brush her robe, she began to sense the same hot, wet, juices flowing from her cuntlips as when she was watching the dildo episode. She knew that she was deliberately provoking Taka by showing her breasts and leaning up against him. Even the bulge in his crotch seemed to be throbbing and getting larger. But watching all the out and out fucking which she had seen last night had made her very hot for a man, any man.

She wanted to see what a real cock felt like, she was sick and tired of this finger stuff. That was for kids. She wanted a big stiff pecker to ram up her cunt, and didn't want to wait another day for her first screw. Being alone with the handsome Taka while her parents were gone was a made to order situation. She felt so wet and funny down there that she instinctively knew that a real cock would be the only thing to relax her sexual yearning. She had never before realized what a handsome fellow Taka, their Japanese butler really was.

She leaned against him for a few moments longer and then asked him, "Taka, why are you so reluctant to let me help you?"

"I don't mind Miss Charisse," Taka said slowly. "But I think you're mother wouldn't like it if she came back and saw what you were doing."

"Oh, don't worry about that Taka, they're both out for the day. And I'm really so bored. I want to help you," she said, letting her robe fall open even more.

Taka gulped at the sight of lace-trimmed panties and white thigh which met his gaze and said, "O.K. Miss Charisse. But I really have got a lot to do in the house and I've got to make one of my classes in psychology at six p.m… so we'll have to make it fast!"

Charisse turned towards him, letting her robe fall completely open and shrugged it to the floor. Her breasts were whiter than the satin bra which bulged with them, she was wearing no slip, and her panties were the see-through type. The triangular shadow formed by her thick bush was clearly visible to Taka.

"Miss Charisse," Taka exclaimed, lowering his eyes and looking away, "don't you think you'd better put your robe on? What if somebody should walk in?"

"Why, don't I look good to you?" she asked him coyly, nudging her breasts into his chest and glaring down at his now visibly growing crotch-bulge.

"Maybe you look a little too good to me, Charisse," Taka gulped, his eyes on her bush-triangle, shadowing her see-through panties.

"I've got a confession to make Taka, you've always attracted me ever since you started working here. And now I'm grown up enough for both of us to do something about it!" Charisse said.

"Don't forget that I still represent the 'Yellow Peril' to a lot of red-blooded Americans. Why if anyone found me fooling around with a white girl, I'd be in real trouble Charisse," Taka told her, still looking away from her enticing body.

Charisse pressed herself more firmly against Taka's strong body, really pressing her lush titties hard into him.

"Come on Taka, I won't say anything if you feel them. I've got bigger and nicer ones than any girl in the school."

Taka leaned away from her and said, rather sadly, "Please Charisse, don't tease me into something I know will cost me my job!"

Looking down at his tennis shorts, she saw that his big, manly penis was practically rigid and almost perpendicular to his body.

"Why lie to yourself, Mr. Psychology Major? We both know what you'd like to do to me!" and as if by accident she let her hand brush against the hard-on straining his tennis shorts.

"I'm going to leave for the day!" said the perspiring Taka. "Please make my excuses to your honorable mother, but tell her I got sick, or something," and he turned to go.

Charisse sensed that being yellow-skinned and of another race gave Taka an inferiority complex, and made him fearful. She decided to use a little psychology of her own on this aroused, virile young man. She had suddenly felt she wanted to put his prick in her, to fuck her.