A wild night_(2)

This is my second story. I hope you enjoy. Please feel free to comment.

I had a very rough week and was looking forward to unwinding at a party being hosted by one of my friends on Friday night. Although I was a little tired from work the shower when I got home definitely perked me up and made me feel better.

I got myself a glass of wine, put on music, and started getting ready. Of course the hardest part was figuring out what to wear. It was going to be a group of people that for the most part I didn’t know.

I am Japanese, 5’3”, weigh 105lbs, and I am slim with pert B cup breasts. My hair is long and very black with a blue sheen depending on lighting. It comes down to the base of my spine. I have been told I am very pretty. I swim everyday to stay in shape and because I love it.

After some thought I chose to wear a purple tank top and hip hugging jeans. Underneath I decided on a black underwire bra and matching thong. I left my hair down and put on only light makeup. I decided on platform sandals. They help me pretend I’m tall. Lol.

By the time I was ready to leave I felt a lot better and was really happy to be out of my office attire and heading out to start my weekend. I was not looking for anything or anyone, just hoping to have fun.

The couple hosting the party, Rick and Darlene, are always a lot of fun. They are bright, happy, and have a way of making someone feel very special to them with minimal effort. Darlene was my coworker and was just as upbeat at work. She was, however, always trying to hook me up and that would bother me sometimes as she could get really pushy. Rick didn’t help, always keeping her posted on his single friends and saying how good I would be for them. They always considered me this nice quiet girl who was so family oriented and polite.

In their defence, I am family oriented, I am quiet unless I know who i am speaking with, and I always try to be polite. I find that if I have offended someone it is usually because of a cultural misunderstanding. Some guys interpret my manner as being one of interest in them. Usually if I am interested in a guy he does not pick up on it. I admit I am not easily read and that when dealing with men outside my own culture I sometimes get confused as to what to do.

I took the subway to their place and walked to their condominium from there. It was a warm fall spring evening, quite beautiful. The setting sun still had warmth to it.

As I was walking I noticed a guy was following me. I knew he had noticed me. He didn’t seem to be trying to gain on me. I started to feel paranoid and looked around. I saw a flower shop and slowed down and stopped to look in the window. There were people inside. I stood there looking at them and he walked by. I saw him checking me out as he went by. He didn’t stop, but walked into the variety store next to it. I waited thirty seconds and started walking again. He came out of the store and was putting a piece of gum in his mouth as he walked. He seemed normal enough.

When I turned onto Rick and Darlene’s street he followed. I walked up to their building and when I opened the door and went to the panel and buzzed he entered the lobby. He stood there waiting and I was buzzed inside. He held the door open for me and I just quietly said “Thank you” as I passed by him. As I walked to the elevator I heard banging on the door behind me and turned. I didn’t realize how close this guy was as he turned. He smiled broadly and went to let the other guy in. I had called the elevator and stepped inside and I heard him call out “Please hold the elevator!” I did so and he and the other guy stepped on. They were both well dressed in nice jeans. Both were about six feet tall. The guy who had arrived at the building with me had dark brown hair. His friend had short black hair with some white in it, cut in a military style.

They both said “Thank you so much.” and were smiling at me. I smiled and said “Your welcome. What floor would you like?” They said “21” in stereo and I had already pushed it. I said “Do you know Rick and Darlene?” They laughed and said that was where they were going. The guy I foolishly thought was following me introduced himself as Peter. His slightly taller military friend said his name was Patrick. I shook their offered hands and told them my name, Mariko.

Patrick said “That’s a lovely Japanese name.” I smiled and said “Thank you.” Peter asked what my name means and I told him “Ball or circle, but it is more than that and difficult to express in English.” They both were looking at me to say more but the door opened. They invited me to exit first and we walked down the hall.

Peter asked how I knew Rick and Darlene and I explained I work with Darlene. He looked surprised and said “You work?” I smiled and said “Yes, I just decided I didn’t feel lazy this week” while smiling as we walked. They laughed and Peter said “Seriously, don’t take this the wrong way but I thought you were going to baby sit their kids.” I heard Patrick hit his arm and looked over at them. Peter looked confused and Patrick said “So how long have you been graduated from University?” I said “One year.” Peter looked dumbfounded and said “How old are you?” I replied “22” and he seemed stunned.

We knocked on the door and Darlene opened it and we all said hello. Darlene looked at me and then them and said “Come on in.” She directed Patrick and Peter to the bar and pulled me aside. I said “Is something wrong?” She said “No. Just kind of awkward.” I asked why. She replied well I was going to try and get you to meet these guys. You might like one of them. I laughed and said “They both seem nice. Patrick knew my name was Japanese. Peter thought I was in High School.” and smiled. She was laughing and I said “They are older than me, like late thirties at least.” She said “Thats okay, they are both single, both nice to women, and mature and I’ve heard stuff.” She was smiling playfully and I said “What kind of things have you heard?” She said “They both are good in bed. Patrick’s got a big one and all kinds of stamina and Peter LOVES to perform oral and has stamina too.” I blushed and said “You are terrible.” She laughed and said “But at least you know you could have a good time.” She was laughing and Rick arrived and handed me a drink.