Yuria and Mion

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Seth Young was part of a small company with only a handful of people, yet its president had a healthy number of contacts in the textile and fashion industry. Seth was the IT guy, but, like everyone else in the company, had more than one role -- not all of them mentioned in the job description. As the "resident otaku", Seth was the only person who had a remote understanding of Japanese and Japanese culture. And, unfortunately (or fortunately), he still couldn't recognize a male or female Japanese name. So, when the president, Pamela Morgan, told him to escort two of her clients for their business meeting, he didn't think much about it -- until he met them. Yuria Satomi and Mion Sonoda were two former cosplayers turned wannabe fashion designers, and they were close friends of, or at least closely knew, Pamela. Pamela, though, declined showing them the city, requiring Seth to do it.

Fine. Despite their vivacious looks, Yuria and Mion weren't exactly Seth's type. Seth admitted to himself that he was a breast man, the Japanese word, or at least slang, for breasts being "oppai" in Japanese. He had a lovely wife, Natalie, who filled that role quite well, though he was reluctant to let her know that he was spending Friday afternoon with two women. The business meeting apparently went well, and the two treated him to some early dinner and drinking. Yuria, however, had a little too much to drink, and Seth's apartment was nearby, so they decided to stop by and say hello to the wife. At least that would explain better why Seth was out with two women on a Friday.

What Seth wouldn't be able to explain was why his wife showed up in a maid costume.

 

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Natalie and Seth had been married for a few years. To keep the fun, Seth would accasionally buy things to spice things up and a bit of role play. So though it was a suprise the package on the steps after her morning run was not a huge surprise. After showering she opened the package to find a little french maid outfit, not the cheap sex costumes, something quite sexi but a bit more tasteful.

Thankfully it was still earlly in the day giving her time to prepare, Seth knew she would most certainly be all in for whatever suprise he sent her. Even though the couple had not discussed he evening Natalie was going to jump right into this one and surprise him when he arrived. The apartement was immaculate and ready, so Natalie, went out to purchase, some bread and cheeses along with of course some french pastries, setting each ont he talbe for her lovers arrival.

She was ready and when she heard the door open, she began walking down the hall, heels clicking and speaking french. Though Seth did not know much french Natalie thought he would enjoy hearing her.

"bonjour monsieur, je suis votre femme de chambre française sexy natalie, votre petite bonne salope est à votre service mon aimable maître, prête et disposée à vous baiser comme vous le désirez monsieur."
(in english: hello sir, I am you sexy french maid natalie, you little slutty maid is at your service my kind master, ready and willing to fuck you as you desire sir.)


Natailie dressed in the maid costume stopped in her tracks, seeing her husband was not alone, but with two very attractive japanese women.

Stunned she finally spoke
Putain de merde ... je pensais que tu étais seul Her surprise was clear in her voice.

She then smiled at the two women, as Natalie kept in her role. Seeing the women were Japanese she smiled, knowing a bit of the language.

"
ごめんなさい…許してください…大人のおもちゃ。" Natalie spoke though her Japanese was not as good as her english. (English "Me so sorry ... please forgive me ... I seth sex toy ... please let me make you happy.")

The women giggled, eyeing her up, making Natalie wonder what she had just told them.

 

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My wife. My beautiful wife. I didn't know what the hell she was saying, but it was French, and, maybe, I should have studied it more in high schol. "Monsieur Thibaut, c'est l'engineer." was about as far as I got. "J'aie du faime" was the second phrase I remembered. So, if I ever was in France and needed to tell someone Mr. Thibaut was an engineer, I'd be all set. Plus I wouldn't be hungry. Oh, and I remember the French days off were Wednesday and Sunday. Well, I understood "merde" and it basically meant something I'd pick up on weekends in the backyard where the dog did her business. It was certainly a reasonable reaction to my showing up, unannounced, with the two Japanese female clients. I had to bring home this evening, after a little too much drinking. How did I know Yuria was a lightweight?

But maybe this was an unfortunate coincidence that would pay off. My wonderful wife said something in Japanese. I think I heard my name in there. Thanks to years and years of watching anime, the only words I knew were "nani" "kawaii" "sugoi" "ecchi" "onee-chan" "imouto" and "onii-chan". So, basically, I was set if I was pleasantly surprised at something cute but dirty one of my siblings was doing, hopefully not my elder brother. I think "sugoi" I learned from a Japanese porn video.

At Natalie's words, Yuria blurted out a series of Japanese sentences, all of which seemed to go over Natalie's head. They certainly did mine. Her friend and co-president Mion touched her on the hand and said, "Engrish", no doubt suggesting an attempt at her speaking English would work better, even if it was some form of drunken foreign tongue.

"Sekkusu toyo?" she smiled, touching Natalie on her black gloves. Yuria touched Natalie's gloved fingertips with her own. She looked at her just a bit lovingly, with glassy eyes, and said "Show sekkusu toyo. Make me happy." she smiled.

"What did she say," I asked. I think I understood part of it. Happy? She wanted my wife to make her... happy? I think Yuria was a little drunk, coming onto my wife, but I strangely didn't mind. Yuria's soft touch on Natalie's hand was part inquisitive, yet sensual. Mion didn't seem to be phased out by Yuria's behavior, and gave my wife a soft smile. Perhaps I was also a little to drunk when I said, "Sure. Make her happy."

 

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It was obviously clear the women were a bit tipsy .. or drunk I suppose. As the one looked at Me in the skimpy outfit ... it was then I decided to stay in the role ... why I was not certain ... though seeing Seth he did not seem to object one bit.



Oh putain de putain de petit dink, tu sais que je parle peu d'anglais. Je jouerai à ton jeu (oh seth you little fucking dink, you know I speak little english . i will play your game) I smile to him as one of the cte women touches my glove.

I smile at the girls. Ā on'nanoko.. Watashi no nihongo wa goku wazuka... Watashi wa rikai dekimasen... Anata ga watashi ni nani o nozonde iru ka (oh girls .. my janese language very little ... me no understand ... what you want me)

Both girls stand near Natalie now, one on each side .. seeming loving the gloves upon her hands ... "Such cute girl ... helper girl Seth .. you lucky boi ... have toy like dis" one says in broken english, as the other puts her hand under my skirt and onto my ass. I jump a bit.

 

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I watched my beautiful wife I dearly loved with these two attractive Asian women. Touching Natalie's glove, Yuria turns to me and says, "Okay?" I smile back and nod my head in approval. It doesn't quite sink in to me that these were two Japanese AV stars who met each other through the industry and turned their love of clothing into an actual business. Sure, not everyone who does porn comes out with their own company, but you take advantage of your situation and make a move with it. And they were certainly making a move on my lovely wife.

Mion looked back at my wife and ran her fingers up and down her apron, marvelling at the fabric -- or was it my wife? She eventually looked deep into my wife's eyes, and lifted her skirt, perhaps curious at what panties she had underneath, but no doubt more interested in her. Mion started to slide her fingers against Natalie's panties. And I loved it. I wanted her to do more. Yuria, meanwhile, takes my wife's hand and caresses herself with it, placing it on her neck, then slowly guiding it down her cleavage.

"Okay?" she asks my beautiful wife. Okay.

Yurie: https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/683562049663698101/
Mion: https://id.pinterest.com/pin/646196246512685381/

 

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I watched my beautiful wife I dearly loved with these two attractive Asian women. Touching Natalie's glove, Yuria turns to me and says, "Okay?" I smile back and nod my head in approval. It doesn't quite sink in to me that these were two Japanese AV stars who met each other through the industry and turned their love of clothing into an actual business. Sure, not everyone who does porn comes out with their own company, but you take advantage of your situation and make a move with it. And they were certainly making a move on my lovely wife.

Mion looked back at my wife and ran her fingers up and down her apron, marvelling at the fabric -- or was it my wife? She eventually looked deep into my wife's eyes, and lifted her skirt, perhaps curious at what panties she had underneath, but no doubt more interested in her. Mion started to slide her fingers against Natalie's panties. And I loved it. I wanted her to do more. Yuria, meanwhile, takes my wife's hand and caresses herself with it, placing it on her neck, then slowly guiding it down her cleavage.

"Okay?" she asks my beautiful wife. Okay.

Yurie: https://www.pinterest.ca/pin/683562049663698101/
Mion: https://id.pinterest.com/pin/646196246512685381/

Natalie was quite surprised by the friskiness of the two women, though not as surprised as her husbands enjoyment of seeing her dressed like a slutty maid being teased by the women. Nor did Seth know of the half bottle of wine on the couunter along with the empty bottle in the recycling, as Natalie was quite tipsy and rather turned on in anticipation of a night with Seth.

If this is what her husband wanted happen to Natalie she was a bit uncertain with it. Though she was brought back to the girl she crushed on in college, a asian american girl who she shared a room with.

The women seemed to like her gloves and outfit. "
gant de satin que vous aimez" Natalie commented on her gloves.

Soon I feel Mion, her hand down the side of the tight dress, to my apron. As she does, Yuri, takes my hand to her neck and slides it between her cleavage, well her pert perfect sexi little boobies.

As the girls toy with me, I do not even realize that Mion has now slid her hand under my slirt, to the tiny thong, her bingr nudging most certainly feeling my dampness. I jump a bit, my reaction squeeze Yuri's breast.


Natalie ... juste femme de chambre ... Monsieur Seth ... s'il vous plaît (I tell them I am just the maid and ask Seth to help me. I am timid to simply push away, as I understand the culture of Seth's work and do not want to upset his clients. Still I look to him to help, though it is becoming obvious, he wants to do little to stop this.

 

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I watched these two women, Yuri and Mion, take my wife. I wanted these two women to take my wife. My beautiful wife laid out drinks and snacks for us, though I was the only one drinking and eating. I poured myself some wine from a bottle, half-noticing that it wasn't full. I smirked to myself that my wife was a little lubricrated from the wine this evening. Their hands were beginning to explore her, and he wanted to see how much of her they would touch.

I watch the two women go beyond the touch of my wife's glove. I watch as Yuri takes my wife's gloved hand and put it against her cleavage, the black glove against pale skin. Yuri is looking deeply into my wife's eyes as Mion explores my lady love. Her apron, then deeper...

But it was Natalie's sudden squeeze on Yuri's breast that suprised me -- pleasantly -- the most. Yuri's eyes seem to widen, and Yuri smiled approvingly. I watch as Yuri returns the touch, cupping Natalie's breast more delicately. But she touches it longer, holding it, fondling it before my eyes. Yuri's thumb lingers across my wife's breasts, and slides across it. Yuri looks into Natalie's eyes, as she strokes the underside, trading touches of each other's breasts.

And Mion? She's sliding her fingers into my wife, overcoming and bypassing the costume's token resistance. Mion's hand is under my wife's skirt, and I can see movements, slow movements, underneath the skirt as I know what's going on. I can just imagine Mion's fingers, fingers entering my wife's wet slit, fingers exploring her juice wet tunnel. Yes, Natalie. My wife, my lover. Enjoy these women whom I brought home this evening.