The Two of Us Take a Trip

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By Emi Tsuruta (


Hi, hope you are well. I just finished the latest part of
my story. If you get a chance to read it, I would love to
hear what you think.
See you,

Emi Tsuruta

So much happened over the summer, I don’t know if I’m
ever going to get around to telling you everything, but
anyway, I’m going to try. I guess the biggest news is
right at the end of the summer, Ryosuke and I rented a
car and took a trip down the coast for a couple of
nights. It was our first trip alone together, and so we
did a whole bunch of things that we can’t usually do here
in Oceanview.

I guess we kind of got carried away a bit, but for once I
didn’t mind so much because there was no one around that
we knew. Ryosuke had been working all summer, and so he’d
saved up some money to spend on our trip and stuff. We
stayed in this beautiful bed & breakfast right near the
ocean. Our room had a big picture window that looked out
over the garden, and you could even see the Pacific a
little way away.

On the Friday we were supposed to pick up the rental car
around 8 or so. I told my host mom I was going with Asuka
and Satomi, two of my friends from the college. I got all
packed and headed over to the rent-a-car place just
before eight. Ryosuke hadn’t arrived yet even though he
was supposed to finish work early. They didn’t even have
our car for us either. Ryosuke finally showed up, a half
an hour late, smiling and cheerful as ever. They still
didn’t have any cars, but after we waited a bit more, we
finally got one and left for the B&B.

Since this was, like, the first time that Ryosuke and I
have ever gone driving alone together, I felt so happy. I
mean we go out a lot in Oceanview, but I don’t know. It
felt different to be travelling somewhere together, just
the two of us. I guess it wasn’t that romantic though.

We left late, and then we had trouble finding the B&B, so
we ended up having to ask someone, and they didn’t know,
so we had to borrow their cell phone and call. We got
there so late. The house was dark, but it was way out in
the countryside. That was good though because you could
see the stars, and hear the crickets chirping. It was so
peaceful and secluded, our own little paradise.

The lady who runs the B&B came out. Her name was Jill.
She seemed pretty nice. She led us around to the back
where we got our own private entrance. It was so cool
because once in my life I felt like I was rich or
something. She asked us what time we wanted breakfast the
next morning so we told her nine.

Ryosuke was pretty tired from work and everything, so we
went straight to bed. He fell asleep right away, but I
kind of snuggled up next to him and lay there for a while
just enjoying being with him. I guess this was the first
time we ever slept together in a real bed.

I woke up pretty early, and at first I didn’t know where
I was. It’s not like I wake up every morning and have
Ryosuke lying there next to me. It felt almost like we
were married or something, and had our own house next to
the seashore. I put my arms around him and held him until
he finally woke up. He looked pretty happy to have me
there too, but I could tell he was thinking of naughty
things by the look on his face.

I was lying right next to him wearing this teddy I have.
It’s white and kind of sexy with frills and stuff, almost
like underwear more than pj’s. Anyway, all of a sudden,
he reached over and started pulling down my teddy’s
shorts. We were in our room, so it wasn’t so bad. The
door was closed, and the blinds were drawn, but I still
felt kind of funny.

Jill had told us that there was a mother and her baby
staying in the other guest room. We hadn’t heard or seen
them, but I was kind of worried that they might hear us.
Before I could stop him, he’d got my shorts off, and
started to pull me up on top of him. I could feel, like,
his, well you know, his… maleness, if you know what I
mean, sticking up and brushing against me down there. I
was so nervous.

I got up off of him, and stood there next to the bed
trying to tell out if anyone else was up. While I was
standing there, he kind of reached over and slid his
fingers between my now naked legs. I took a hold of his
arm, but I didn’t push him away. He’s pretty good at that
kind of thing, and so soon I was going weak in the knees,
but finally I pulled away. It’s not like I was trying to
tease him or anything. It was just that I was worried.

“Maybe we’d better have a shower and get ready. It’s
almost time for breakfast,” I suggested trying to sound
calm. I pulled out some clean clothes and a towel and a
washcloth, but when I went to put my shorts back on, he
wouldn’t give them to me.

“You can go like that.”

I just kind of looked at him, and then looked down at the
hem of my teddy top. In the front it’s almost long enough
to cover my… well you know, to cover me up, but it just
kind of hangs straight down from my breasts and floats in
the air. If I turn or anything, you’d be able to see for
sure. At the back, it’s definitely not long enough. I put
my hand on my bum, and it was like I wasn’t wearing
anything at all.

“I can’t go like this!”

“Sure, you can. You look great!” Ryosuke stood up and
twirled the blinds open. The sunlight came streaming in.
I pulled the hem down at the front, and peered out
terrified that there would be someone in the garden. I
picked up my bundle of clothes and held them in front of
me to block the view as I squinted into the bright light.
It looked empty enough.

“You better hurry, now quick like a bunny,” he said,
swatting me on my bare behind as he passed by, and opened
the door. The feeling of his fingers on my bum just
reminded of how naked I really was. I looked nervously
out into the hall, and then back at the window kind of
caught in the middle. If someone came along there would
be nowhere for me to hide.

I just sort of stood there for a moment feeling really
vulnerable and shaky or whatever. My bum felt cold
almost, so I rubbed it to warm it up. I couldn’t believe
how short the teddy was. Surely he didn’t really expect
me to walk around like this. He came back and took me by
the hand pulling me out into the hall, as I held my
clothes tightly against my tummy.

We both looked anxiously into the recreation room, but
luckily there was no one there. I tried to break free,
but by the time I was in the center of the room, I
decided that there wasn’t much use running. He let go and
stood back to get a good look at me. I could feel the
carpet on my bare feet, but the problem was that my
bareness went almost all the way up to my waist. I begged
him to let me go back to the room, but he just tried to
get me to calm down.

“Here let me get my camera,” he said going back to the
room. I moved to follow, but then I decided to try to
make a run for the bathroom. I strode over with this
funny feeling between my legs, but the door was closed,
and I could hear the sound of the shower running. Off to
the right, the door to the other guest bedroom was wide
open, but there wasn’t anyone there. I quickly ran back
to our room.

“The other guests are up and in the shower!” I warned
him. He held my arm for a second, but then let me go and
put on my shorts. I felt so relieved.

Eventually, our turn came. I got in first and was
intending to shower alone, but he stripped down and got
in too. His you-know-what was sticking straight up, and
he was smiling again. We kind of fooled around a bit
while we were showering. I squealed a couple of times, so
I’m sure the other guests must have heard. I scrubbed
Ryosuke’s back and stuff, but he didn’t make any noise at
all, though I’m pretty sure he was enjoying it.

Ryosuke got out first, and went back to the room, while I
got dressed and ready. I put on my glasses, even though I
don’t really need them. They made me get them when I went
for my driver’s license, but anyway, I thought they would
make me look more serious after all that squealing in the
shower. Jill didn’t say anything about it, so maybe she
didn’t hear. Or maybe she’s just used to it. We had
breakfast alone, and then the mother and baby came just
as we were leaving. They were going to a wedding

Ryosuke and I got all our things ready and then headed
out. Ryosuke had heard that there is this very popular
beach not too far from there with soft sand, clean water
and not too many waves. It took us a little while to get
there, and then we drove around a bit looking at the
different beaches. We finally found a place to park in a
grassy lot. By that time, we were hungry, so we went to
find a place to eat. Just by the main beach, we found
some fast food restaurants and a waterslide and stuff,
like in an amusement park or something.

I don’t know why, but I got the feeling that everyone was
watching us. I guess part of it was we were still in our
street clothes, while everyone else was mostly in their
swimsuits, even in the restaurants. We didn’t see any
change rooms anywhere. We didn’t see any other Japanese
people either, but we heard some people speaking Spanish.

There are some nice beaches in Oceanview (the town where
I live), but I’d never been to any beaches this far south
before. You know what was kind of weird is that almost
all the people were really good looking. Some of the guys
had big muscles, like Arnold Schwarzenegger or someone
like that. Ryosuke kept staring at all the girls who
walked by (he’s really bad that way sometimes).

Three American girls came and sat right near us, and they
had on these skimpy little bikinis. I kept trying to get
Ryosuke to talk with me, but his eyes kept wandering back
to the girls. They were just as bad. I’m pretty sure they
were deliberately trying to get his attention, because
they kept comparing tan lines or retying their bikini
straps. When we finally finished eating, I almost had to
drag him away.

We went back to the car, but we still couldn’t find any
change rooms.

Almost without thinking, I suggested that we get changed
in the car. Ryosuke looked at me grinning from ear to
ear. Right away, I started regretting having suggested
it, but in any case, we had to change somewhere. I sat in
the back seat while Ryosuke was outside the car
supposedly keeping a lookout for people coming.

I wrapped a big towel around myself, and reached
underneath my sundress and pulled my panties down and
off. Every once in a while Ryosuke would take a quick
look around, but mostly he was just watching me. I tried
to pull the dress up without pulling the towel with it,
but the two seemed to rise together. After two or three
unsuccessful tries, I gave up and just let the towel fall
open as I lifted the dress up and over my head. I pulled
the dress off my arms and looked anxiously out the
windows to see if anyone was coming.

Sure enough just as I got my bra off and was sitting
there naked, a car drove up and parked right next to
ours. I covered myself up with the towel, and tried to
act like nothing was wrong. Ryosuke got back into the
car, and sat in the driver’s seat, pretending to look at
a map.

Two middle aged American women got out of their car, and
started to walk towards the beach, but just as I leaned
forward to get my swimsuit out of my bag, I heard them
call back to someone in the car. Both Ryosuke and I
looked over, but we couldn’t see anyone. Then suddenly a
little boy popped up in the back seat of their car. He
had been lying down for some reason, and was complaining
that he didn’t want to go. They argued back and forth for
a little while Ryosuke and I pretended not to be

I kept trying to tighten up the towel around my breasts,
but no matter what I did, it always felt like it was
going to fall down. My heart was beating fast, and I felt
so naked even though the towel was covering me. I
wondered if I should just let the towel go. Ryosuke
glanced back in the rearview mirror almost as if he could
sense what I was thinking.

Eventually, the boy got out, and they all went away.

“Whew! That was close,” I whispered, breathing a sigh of

“You should have given him a peek.”

“You would have liked that, wouldn’t you?”

“Not as much as if you gave me a peak.”

I pretended not to hear, and started rooting around in my
bag for my swimsuit. I had brought three with me: the
baggy navy one piece I used to wear in high school, the
light ultramarine high leg one piece Ryosuke gave me last
spring, and a red and white bikini I bought in Japan last
time I went home.

The bikini ties up at the sides and back, and I hadn’t
really had the nerve to try it yet, but with all the
other girls dressed the way they were I decided this
would be as good a chance as any. We were miles from
Oceanview, so I doubted that we’d meet any of my
classmates or professors. I got out the bikini and some
suntan lotion too.

“Here, let me put some of that on you,” Ryosuke offered,
trying to look innocent. Of course I knew what he was up
to, so at first I just looked at him, but to tell you the
truth, I was starting to get a little excited too,
sitting there in just my towel.

“OK, but you have to promise: no funny business!” I
warned him sternly. He made this serious face, and then
crossed his heart with his fingers the way people here
sometimes do. Hesitantly, I handed him the lotion.

I took a last look out the front windshield to make sure
no one was coming, and then kneeled down on the back seat
with my back to him. When he first touched my shoulders,
his hands felt kind of cold, but soon I began enjoying
the way his strong fingers were massaging the lotion into
my bare shoulders and back.

He kept pulling the towel down at the back each time he
moved down, until finally it fell away leaving my whole
back naked. I was outside a fair bit this summer, but I
always use lots of sun block, so I was still pretty
white. The sun was shining in through the window lighting
up my whole back.

I quickly grabbed the towel and looked back, but there
didn’t seem to be anyone watching. I moved to pull the
towel back up, but Ryosuke held on to my arm and kept
working his way down. When he reached my bum, I squirmed
to break free, but he held my arm tightly, and soon he
was rubbing the suntan lotion into the crack. I shook my
head and tried to pull away, but before long he had got
his finger all the way down and was running it along
my… well, you know.

“Ahhh!” I couldn’t believe it. Here we were in the car,
and all of a sudden, he was touching me there. I tried to
reach back and grab his arm, but his fingers had found
exactly the right spot. He circled his finger round and
round, and I was starting to feel very excited. Then from
behind us, we could hear two guys coming closer. Ryosuke
for once was calmer than I was. He got me to crouch down
on the floor of the car, so they wouldn’t be able to see.
I just knelt there quivering, still high from Ryosuke’s
touching me.

Ryosuke just sat there for a while in the front seat not
moving. Apparently, there were other people coming.
Slowly, I started to come back down to earth. I
straightened the towel, and sat up. There were a bunch of
people in the parking lot now. This is kind of
embarrassing, but I, like, put my fingers between my
legs, and realized that I was soaked. I didn’t want
Ryosuke to realize how much I had enjoyed it, so I
straightened my hair in the mirror, and tried to look
serious. What on earth is wrong with me? It was like I’d
turned into some kind of wild animal or something.

We kept waiting for the parking lot to empty out again,
but more and more

cars were coming in. Finally, Ryosuke said,

“This is hopeless. Let’s just go to the beach.”

To tell you the truth, I didn’t want to give up that
easily, but neither of us could think of a place to go. I
picked up my bikini bottoms, and tied them on, making
sure that the towel didn’t fall down. Ryosuke handed me
back the suntan lotion and started to get undressed
himself. He pulled down his pants and underwear, and
his… his… well, you know, was sticking straight up.

I was going to tell him to cover up, but he just let it
bounce up and down there while he straightened out his
bathing trunks. Finally he started pulling them on, but
as he did he lifted his midsection up so high I was sure
someone would see.

“Woops. Sorry,” he said his face turning red. I was glad
to see that even he gets embarrassed sometimes.

Next, I started to tie on my bikini top, looking out the
window to make sure no one was around. Once I’d got the
top string tied around the back of my neck, and was sure
that no one was watching, I let the towel fall away, and
asked Ryosuke to tie up the string around the middle of
my back.

I lifted my hair up out of the way, and looked nervously
over my shoulder to see if anyone was nearby. Ryosuke
pretended to be having a hard time getting the string
done up, but I knew he was just doing it to tease me. He
ran his hands along my back and then under my arms, but I
lowered my arms to stop him before he got to my breasts.

“Someone’s coming,” I whispered.

“Well, it ain’t me,” he sniggered. Anyway, he finally did
it up, and the two of us got out of the car. I looked
down self-consciously at my suit. I guess I looked good,
which is the important thing, but it is much smaller than
what I’m used to wearing. I walked around to the trunk
where Ryosuke was putting his stuff in.

“Do you think I look OK?” I asked nervously. He
straightened up and eyed me up and down. Ryosuke, who
doesn’t usually say such things, looked me straight in
the eye and said, “You look gorgeous, babe.”

I looked around to make sure no one was watching, and
then leaned over and kissed him. His arms went to my
waist, but then I felt his fingers slipping into my
bottoms at the back, so I squealed out,

“Yiii! Your hands are so cold.” I guess they weren’t that
cold, but anyway it got him to stop. He went back to
straightening the stuff in the trunk. I leaned over to
put my own bag in, and he backed off a bit to take a look
at me. I could feel his eyes on my bum, so I wiggled it a

“These straps look pretty thin. Mightn’t they come
undone?” he warned obviously not serious.

I could feel him pulling at the bow on one side of my
hips. I straightened up and caught it just as he was
about to pull it undone.

“See what I mean?” he said with this big smile on his

I looked at him severely, as I pulled the straps apart
giving him a brief glimpse of my waist, and then tied it
back up.

“It won’t come undone unless someone pulls at it.”

“Oh I don’t know, Emi. You never know who might come
along and give it a tug,” he said, looking down lustfully
at my hips. I was glad to have him looking at me and not
some other girl. The bikini had definitely caught his

“No one’s going to tug at it except for you, so behave
yourself.” We got out our beach mats and towels and
headed off for the beach. When we stepped out into the
parking lot, there were some hunky American guys walking
our way, and they took one look at me and started

“Yeah, baby,” they called out. Ryosuke tried to pretend
he wasn’t bothered by their looking at me although
clearly he was.

“Now where should we sit?” he asked trying to ignore
them. The beach was packed with families and young
people. Everyone seemed to come well prepared. A lot of
people had parasols, folding beach chairs for lying on,
inflatable beach mats and all kinds of stuff. We found a
spot in the shade of the trees at the back of the beach,
just behind this big mesh tent that one family had put
up. We spread out our straw mats, and then put our towels
on top of them. Ryosuke lay down, and just stayed there
for a while looking off towards the ocean.

“Aren’t you going to come swimming?” I asked.

“You go on ahead. I’m just going to catch a little
shuteye. I had a long week.”

I looked at him disappointed, sure this was just an
excuse for him to sit and ogle all the American girls
running around in their skimpy bikinis. I know he likes
American women. I am kind of worried some day he might
dump me for some beautiful blonde girl, but actually, I
guess he’s kind of shy around Americans, so maybe I
shouldn’t worry too much.

Anyway, I got kind of angry just sitting there watching
him ogle all these girls from behind his sunglasses, so I
went down to the water alone. I guess I was doing this on
purpose, but I was kind of straightening out my bikini as
I walked, and there were some American guys not too far
away who noticed me and were showing their appreciation.
I turned back towards Ryosuke, and found he had sit up
and was watching me too. Even if he’s got some bad
points, I know he does kind of like me. (I often wonder
whether American couples are like this too.)

Anyway, I walked out into the ocean. This was, like, one
of the best beaches I’ve ever been to. The sand was so
soft on my feet, and the water was shallow for hundreds
of yards. I could see people way out there standing up on
the bottom. The water was pretty warm too, maybe even
warmer than the beaches in Oceanview.

I dove in and swam around, really enjoying the water.
Every time I looked back, Ryosuke was looking straight at
me. I guess deep down inside he really does care about
me, but he thinks it’s not cool to act too dependent or
something. I was pretty sure he wanted to come in, but
was holding back for some reason. Guys are kind of hard
to understand sometimes.

Finally, after I’d been swimming around for a while, he
took off his sunglasses and t-shirt, and came out. I was
so happy I swam over and started jumping on top of him.
He tried to dunk me, but maybe I am better swimmer than
he is, so I got away. I started splashing him, and then
he jumped up and landed right on top of me.

As I went under, I got a hold of his swimming trunks and
just as a joke started pulling them down. This was a
mistake, because he let me, and then his… his you-know-
what just kind of popped out under the water. It was
pretty long, so I could tell he was excited, and then he
started swimming around me in a circle like a shark or
something. I thought, oh oh, I never should have got him
worked up like this. He’s hard to settle down once he
gets like this.

I went under and got ready for him to come at me, but
somehow he got around behind me, and grabbed one of the
side ties before I could stop him. I tried to swim away,
but he held on to my bottoms real tight, and I could feel
them slipping off. I stopped kicking and just tried to
hold onto my suit.

There were a fair number of people around us, but most of
them weren’t swimming, just fooling around with their
heads above water. There were three guys and a girl about
the same age as us not too far away, and two of the guys
were doing judo or something trying to dunk each other.

With my bikini bottom half undone, I didn’t want them to
notice, so I tried to keep my body down as much as
possible. I found a sand bar and put my feet down being
careful not to raise my middle above the surface of the
water. The water was quite shallow.

I looked over at Ryosuke who was still holding doggedly
onto my suit. He kept pulling at it, and my legs went up
and my head went under water. I didn’t move at all, but I
didn’t let go of the suit either. Eventually, he loosen
his grip so I could come back up and breathe.

“C’mon Ryosuke, this isn’t funny.” I pretended to be
upset, although actually I wasn’t too worried. I knew he
was just teasing me. After I sulked for a little while,
he said, “OK, OK, I’ll let go, but first you have to do
me a favor.”

“What now?”

“Take off your top and give it to me.”

“Are you crazy?”

Just behind him, there was a middle-aged American woman
walking this way.

Turning over on to my front, I tried to swim a bit to get
out of her path.

At first Ryosuke kept holding on and I could feel my
bottoms sliding down. She continued to walk forward and
smiled at us as she got a bit closer. I wondered if she
could see that my suit was coming off.

“It’s nice and warm near shore, but it’s kind of cold out
here,” she said in a friendly tone. Ryosuke didn’t look
at her, but I nodded nervously and tried to smile. She
kept on going and eventually passed us by.

I looked over at Ryosuke who was now floating somewhat
out of breath. He finally let go, and I pulled my bikini
back up and re-tied the side. I pretended to be really

“Are you crazy? She was looking right at us.”

“You started it,” he yelled back. I bowed to him a couple
of times to apologize, and he smiled back.

“Sorry,” he said, breathing in and out pretty deeply. We
kissed once, and then I checked the ties again to make
sure they were tight. “That was close,” he went on
seemingly genuinely sorry. We swam back to shore and went
back to our towels. I wasn’t that out of breath, but he
just kind of lay there puffing from all that treading of
water during our tug of war.

After that a whole bunch of other stuff happened, but I
think I’ll just stop there for now. I’ll try to write
with the continuation before too long. Anyway, see you

Emi Tsuruta