by Imari Jade
“How are things going at work?” Tricia asked him as she poured Italian dressing over the salad in her bowl.
“We’ve been very busy,” Kevin said. “Everyone is excited about the trip to Kyoto.”
“You’re going to Kyoto?” Tricia asked.
“Yes, we have a conference there on Monday, but we’re leaving on Friday,” Kevin explained.
“How long will you be gone?” Tricia asked.
“A couple of days,” Kevin said. “Are you going to miss me?”
Tricia nodded. “My mother loves Kyoto. She and Ichiro were planning to move there when they retire.”
“It’s not very far away,” Kevin said. “It’s only about thirty minutes by train. If a certain someone wanted to go and had the weekend off we could do some sight-seeing. We could go to the famed geisha district of Gion or we could drive seven miles to Kameoka City and spend some time at the Yunohana Onsen.”
“You’re pure evil,” Tricia said. “You know I’m dying to go with you.”
“So what’s stopping you?” Kevin asked. “Aren’t you off this weekend?”
“Yes, but not on Monday.”
“I’ll personally put you on a train and send you back,” Kevin said. He speared an olive with his fork out of his salad and ate it. He was dying to spend some alone time with Tricia again.
“Won’t the other people going on the trip mind?” Tricia asked.
“No, a lot of people are bringing family with them since the trip is short. I can tell them that you’re my sister.”
Tricia laughed. “Yeah, I bet that will go over big and cause a lot of tongues to wag.”
“The hotel is very nice and we can get adjoining rooms if you’re worried about your reputation.”
“I got arrested in a bar fight,” Tricia said. “I think that is more serious than spending some time with a friend in Kyoto.”
“I am so glad that no one pressed charges,” Kevin said. “Your reputation is intact. So what do you say? Do you want to go to Kyoto with me?”
Tricia nodded quickly. “It’s the rainy season there, but hopefully we can still do a lot of sight-seeing. I heard there are a lot of Buddhist temples and shrines there.”
“Typical tourist,” Kevin said. “Kyoto also has a night life. There are karaoke bars, great places to eat and I’m sure there are places to go dancing where I’m old enough to get in. I don’t need to drink to have fun.”
“You don’t have to sell me on the trip,” Tricia said. “Should I make reservations?”
“No. I’ve already taken care of everything,” Kevin said. “Including your return trip back home.”
“Oh, you think you know me so well,” Tricia said digging into her lasagna with a fork. “What would have happened if I didn’t want to go?”
“I have no idea,” Kevin said.
Tricia chuckled. “You just want to get me out of Osaka so we can be silly.”
No, he wanted to see her in a bathing suit. “The hotel has a pool, so bring a suit.”
“Uh-huh,” Tricia said. “Don’t you forget I have a pair of eyes too. I plan to check you out while you’re walking around in your trunks.”
Kevin’s cell phone rang. He looked down at his display. It was his father. He entertained the idea of just ignoring it. “Hello? Yes. Yes, I’m busy. Dinner? Sorry, I’m already eating. Maybe some other time.” He disconnected the call before he had to do any explaining. “That was my dad inviting me over to dinner tonight with him and Amaya.”
Tricia turned up her nose. “Do you want to go?”
“Hell no,” Kevin answered. “I told him I was eating. Why does he think he can call me at the last minute and I’m supposed to just drop what I’m doing to go spend time with him and his girlfriend?”
“You don’t like her very much do you?”
“No,” Kevin answered. “But I respect the fact that she’s his choice. She’s a very good fashion designer and the two of them are taking the world by storm with their designs, but it doesn’t mean that I want to hang out and do the family thing with them.”
“My mother says she’s crazy.”
“I don’t know about that, but I hope my father is happy with his decision to date her.” He went back to eating his dinner. “Will you be wearing a traditional one-piece bathing suit or a bikini?”
Tricia tossed a roll at him.
Kevin caught it before it hit him. He bit into it and got the full buttery flavoring.
“I like surprises,” Kevin said, chewing and enjoying the roll. “Bring your tennis shoes. We might have to do a little climbing when we’re not frolicking in the water.”
****
Dinner with his father, Barbara and Amaya went surprisingly well. Barbara and Amaya got along and they had a lot in common when it came to business. The two women went off to see some of Amaya’s latest drawings, leaving Damien alone to hang out with his father.
Damien accepted the drink his father had prepared for him.
“How are things at work?”
“Busy,” Damien answered. “Kazumi performed on a news show this morning and I’m getting them ready for a nightclub gig at a hotel in town.”
“I saw them on the news this morning,” Harper said, sitting down in a chair across from Damien. “They’re cute, but aren’t they just a little too old to be making their debut?”
“That was Keiichi’s decision, not mine,” Damien said. “They have been training for a couple of years so he must finally think they are ready for the big time.”
“What about you? Do you think they are ready?”
“Two of them maybe,” Damien said. “But I have one who is suffering from stage fright.”
“Eh? She’d better get over that quickly. Does she realize that there will be thousands of fans at their concerts?”
“Yes, she’s a very good singer, but her self-esteem is not as high as the other two young women. I plan to work closely with her to get her to where she is supposed to be mentally.”
“What does Keiichi think about it?”
Damien frowned. “He wants me to get her up to speed too.”
“And you’re nervous about it and don’t know how to approach it?”
Damien nodded. “I didn’t think I was at first, but now I am. Barbara suggested that we dump Kana and put another trainee in her place.”
“Since when did she start making decisions around Niigata Entertainment?” his father asked.
“Since today,” Damien answered. “Mr. Niigata has assigned her to work with me with them.”
“Oh, and you don’t like the idea so much?”
“Not really,” Damien said. “This is supposed to be my time to show what I can do. I don’t need an assistant.”
“So did you tell Keiichi this?”
Damien shook his head. “I don’t want to make waves. I just want to do my job and get assigned to handle more groups.”
“Then you better learn to stand up for yourself. Don’t be afraid to hurt a woman’s feelings. Believe me, she won’t have any problems walking all over you if you let her.”
Barbara and Amaya finally joined them in the den.
His father jumped to his feet. “Would you ladies care for a drink?”
“Bourbon on the rocks,” Barbara said.
“I’ll have a little red wine,” Amaya said.
“How about you, Damien? Do you need me to freshen up your drink?”
“No, sir, I’m fine,” Damien said.
“Barbara tells me that she’s going to be working closely with you now,” Amaya said, accepting her glass from Harper.
“Yes,” Damien said.
“She also told me about the one named Manami. I think you should punish her for being so outspoken.”
Damien sighed. Who was worse than Amaya when it came to saying exactly what’s on her mind?
“I can handle her,” Damien bragged. “I think she has a little crush on me.”
“No, she had a big crush on you,” Barbar
a said. “The next thing you know Tricia will be beating her ass in some ladies room.”
Amaya laughed at Barbara’s joke.
“She’s not here, so let’s not talk about her,” his father said.
“Why are you sticking up for her all of a sudden?” Amaya asked. “She’s the bad one.”
Damien sipped his drink. “Tricia is not bad.”
“She gave me a black eye,” Barbara said. “If she’s not bad then she’s crazy.”
“She’s going to be my wife,” Damien said. “Either you learn to get along with her or she’ll be hitting you again.”
“Why are you defending her?” Barbara asked.
“I’m not. I’m just stating a fact. Try not to provoke her.”
“She’s crazy like her mother,” Amaya said.
Damien was about to say something, but his father stopped him.
“You’re never going to win this argument. Women like to bad talk each other. It’s their thing.”
Damien was so glad that he wasn’t a woman because he felt like punching both Amaya and Barbara at the moment. “Why isn’t Kevin here?”
“Because I waited too late to invite him,” his father said. “He was already eating dinner when I called.”
It would have been nice if Tricia had been there with him. He supposed she was having dinner with the Yoshidas or had to work at the restaurant. He’d give her a call later to see if she was doing anything on the weekend. He would try to make some time for her to get their life back on track.
“Have you heard from Cristal?” his father asked.
“Yeah, they’re having a ball in Barcelona. They’re supposed to be moving on to Valencia soon.”
“I’ve always wanted to go to Spain,” his father said. “Maybe next year.”
“I hope I get to take Kazumi there,” Damien said. It would be the perfect place to take Tricia on their honeymoon. The more he thought about it the more it seemed like a good idea and he couldn’t wait to discuss it with her.
It was quite late when he and Barbara finally left his father’s place.
“I’m not tired,” Barbara said as they drove. “Would you like to stop at the bar for a drink?”
“Okay,” he told her. He’d have one and then drop her off at her place. But five drinks later, he was too drunk to drive home.
“You can stay at my place,” Barbara said once he drove the two blocks to her apartment.
“I shouldn’t,” Damien said. It was bad enough that he’d been dancing with her and her girlfriends in that condition at the club.
“You can’t drive home drunk,” she insisted. “You could get into an accident.”
She was all over him before he even had time to get settled in her place.
“Maybe we shouldn’t,” Damien said as Barbara kept kissing him. “I promised Tricia I would stay celibate until we got married.” The words were coming from him, but neither Barbara nor his cock were listening.
“What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” Barbara dropped down to her knees and began loosening his belt. The next thing he knew his pants and briefs were at his ankles and she had his dick down her throat.
Chapter Fifteen
Kyoto was beautiful, Tricia discovered as she and Kevin visited the Kansai region. They’d gotten to the hotel around eight, had dinner with some of his fellow employees and they all went out to a karaoke bar afterwards. The next day, the two of them headed out to visit the temples and shrines. The weather was perfect for July—not too hot with a gentle breeze. And no rain. They visited a tsukemono shop and sampled a dish of pickled preserves and went to a couple museums. That afternoon, they finally made their way back to the hotel in time to change and then back out of the door they went to the Gion Matsuri Festival.
The streets were lined with stalls selling all types of foods from yakitori—barbeque chicken skewers—to okonomiyaki—pancakes made with a variety of ingredients. Tricia liked seeing the young girls walking around in yukatas—summer kimonos, and Kevin promised to buy her one just to see what she would look like wearing it. The young girls also carried purses in their hand and paper fans.
The parade finally began and the float walkers passed by them in gray and white costumes. The floats were all made of wood and decorated beautifully with tapestries. The smaller ones carried life-sized figures of famous people, and each float was drawn by fourteen to forty people.
The night found the two of them back at the hotel swimming in the heated pool.
“Every guy here is very jealous of me right about now,” Kevin said after Tricia appeared in a red bikini with a floral sarong tied around her waist. She kept the skirt on so she wouldn’t offend the older women.
“You’re saying that just to make me nervous,” Tricia said accepting a cold fruity drink he handed her in a coconut shell. Tricia sampled it. “This has alcohol in it.”
“You’re over twenty-one,” Kevin said as they hung out in the shallow part of the pool. “Mine is a virgin, but I’m enjoying it anyway.”
“Why don’t you step out of the water and let me check out your body?” Tricia said.
Kevin handed her his drink and swam over to the steps.
Tricia watched him as he got out of the water. She stared. Where did all those muscles come from? Damn! The dark-haired youngest member of the Kehoe family was tall like his father and brother, but had a slender build. The black trunks hung low on his hips because they were damp, and they covered up all the juicy parts so he wouldn’t get arrested for indecent exposure. He walked toward her. “Do the turn. I need to see the total package.”
Kevin turned.
Tricia sighed. His ass was so much nicer than Damien’s. If she had a dick it would probably be standing up at attention right about now. And he wasn’t even grown yet. In a couple of years she figured he’d be fighting women off of him.
Kevin walked back over to her and slid into the water. He pressed his body against hers. “Well, what did you think?”
“You’ll do,” she teased. “I like those things you got on your arms.”
“You mean muscles?”
Tricia handed him back his drink and nodded. “Where did those come from?”
“The gym,” Kevin admitted. “My apartment building has a big one and I try to stop in every now and then for a workout.”
“Keep doing it,” Tricia said. “You’ve got a nice ass too. Some of these women were checking you out.”
“Most of them are old enough to be my mother,” Kevin said.
“There’s nothing wrong in dating a woman older than you,” Tricia said.
“Like you?” Kevin asked as he got close enough for their skin to touch beneath the water. The next thing she knew he had his lips on hers. Her arms did a strange thing and wrapped themselves around his neck and her nipples hardened.
Kevin ended the kiss. It had left her breathless. “I want to be with you,” he said. “Now.”
Tricia didn’t remember getting out of the pool or riding the elevator up to Kevin’s hotel room. She did remember the shower they took together to get rid of the chlorine. The next thing she knew she was buck naked on his bed and he had his face in her crotch giving her a mind-blowing orgasm while some Japanese pop group entertained them on the radio.
****
“I’m still a virgin,” Tricia told him as he slipped the condom onto his cock.
“Me too, so you have nothing to worry about. We’ll be clumsy together.” He’d waited for years to get with her and nothing short of a hotel fire was going to stop Kevin from having her. He climbed back on the bed, lay atop Tricia and started kissing her. He moved down her body slowly, savoring every inch of her gorgeous brown flesh. Her breasts were nicer than he’d imagined. She wasn’t too big or too small. They fit in his hands perfectly. He buried his face into them before capturing one of her nipples and teasing it with his tongue and teeth.
“Mmm,” Tricia uttered as he sucked and kissed her breasts. “That feels nice.”
> He had no other way of telling if he was doing it right because he’d never been this close to a naked woman before. He moved down and tickled her navel with his tongue while trying to inch a finger inside of her. She was damp down there and her areolas had grown huge. Everything he’d read about intercourse told him that she was aroused and waiting for him to enter her.
Kevin decided that he needed to kiss her more. He moved back to the top and Tricia wrapped her legs around his waist and began rolling her body against his. Kevin went back to kissing her and trying to prepare her with his fingers. He found Tricia more than a little responsive to his touch.
“Put it in me,” she whispered in his ear.
Kevin gulped. It was now or never. He positioned himself between her thighs and spread the lips of her pussy with one hand while guiding his cock with the other. Tricia’s womanhood was sopping wet. Kevin thrust a little and the head met with resistance. He kept thrusting until he finally felt himself sliding into her.
Tricia still had her legs around his waist and was bouncing her bottom to the beat of the song on the radio. She was definitely enjoying herself. Kevin slid out to the head, closed his eyes and thrust deeper this time.
Tricia stopped moving and scratched at his back with her nails as his dick tore through her maidenhead. “Oh, goddamn,” she groaned.
He knew she was in some type of pain so he paused for a moment so she could catch her breath.
“Don’t stop,” she said.