Slipping out of her kimono, Yuuko (Yūko) Ichihara stood before a full length mirror beside the cabinet of her room and examined herself. Her tall figure was framed by the mirror as she removed the bra that seemed nearly unnecessary, since her bosoms seemed to be forever resistant to the force of gravity. Glancing at the time, Yuuko turned into the bathroom, fetching another kimono hanging from the hook on the back of the door. She walked back into the room and dropped her previously worn kimono for laundry. She stepped out of her legless underpants and dropped them along with her kimono also. Now totally nude, Yuuko examined herself in the mirror again, her hands gliding steadily up and down her figure, admiring her slender shape. Her even legs bending into her waist, her hand continued their trip up her sides and up to her bosoms once more. She could without difficulty pass for a lady of at least 20 years of age, and yet how old was she again? There was a sudden banging on her room door.

Yuuko grabbed a peculiar looking, square-shaped magical object. On its surface, it displayed the skinny teenaged male standing in front of her door in the hallway. A smile appeared on her face.

"One second please," Yuuko called out, selecting a pair of sheer black undergarments and pulling them on. The silk fabric felt nice as it slipped over her naked mound. Yuuko grabbed the kimono.

Yuuko put the kimono on, allowing it to fall open. She decided to allow it to remain open, held against her skin by just the slight cleavage between her bosoms. Taking a breath, she opened the door

"Hello, Watanuki," She greeted the young male. Yuuko looked at him sideways and asked, "You seem quite young, are you sure you are old enough to be serving that Saké?"

"Ofcourse, I'm not Yuuko-san," Watanuki replied, his voice sounding a little irritated, "I am 16, and you were the one who requested me to bring it to your room in the first place! Did you forget?"

"Well, no need to keep you standing in the hallway, come in," Yuuko said, ignoring what he said and going back into the room. Entering her room, he moved over to her table and placed the tray down.

"Come to think of it, this is the first time you've been in my room, isn't it Watanauki?"

He turned around to find Yuuko sitting on the edge of the bed, her thighs on either side of the mattress. A sharp inhalation escaped his lips as he noticed Yuuko's kimono, barely clinging onto her bosoms. She leaned back and arched her back, pushing her bosoms against the kimono. The boy swallowed hard, attempting to keep his eyes off of the naked skin displayed between the gaps in the kimono. "Want something?" Yuuko grinned knowingly.

"Um, uh... no, what do you mean, Yuuko-san?" Watanuki stuttered, his hands opening and closing as he took in the view of Yuuko's black undergarment.

Yuuko laid back, extending her arms above her head. She stretched languidly as she breathed in deeply. Her movements pulled one side of the kimono, causing it to slip off of the tip of her right bosom, revealing her thighs, hanging over her silk concealed pelvis, the sheer fabric permitting him to clearly view the outline of her outer lips. They moved higher, over her flat abdomen. His hands sweating now, he tried to talk but nothing came out of his suddenly parched mouth. Yuuko brought her left hand down, lightly tracing her fingers between her bosoms. She hooked those fingers along the border of the kimono.

"It seems to me like you want me to offer you something special." She nearly whispered, opening her legs a bit more. The boy took a little step toward her, his legs moving robotically. He licked his lips anxiously as he approached the lady in front of him.

"What do you... I mean, um," his voice trailed off into quietness.

Rising up and holding herself on her elbows, Yuuko stared at the young male, "Do you want to touch me?"

To be continued…