I work for an international banking firm based in LA with offices throughout the world. One of our primary centers is based in Japan, not in Tokyo, but situated outside of the city in an area and town called Chiba. I have been assigned to work with our office there and have travelled there half a dozen times in the past 8 months. After the third trip, which usually last two weeks, I was invited to stay in the home of a co-worker named Kaito. Up until then I had stayed in a hotel, good accommodations but still not like home. I think Kaito sensed that and after knowing me awhile, felt comfortable enough to let me reside with him and his family while in country.
Kaito, his wife Hitomi and daughter Aiko are wonderful people. Kaito is a typical Japanese executive, very proper and respectful even though we were equal in the organization, he usually let me take the lead. Both Kaito and his wife were older than me, by 7 years; Aiko was 19 and a university student, living at home. They owned a modest cottage on a hillside with three bedrooms and two baths, one I shared with Aiko. Since the first time I had stayed with them, they have made me comfortable and extremely welcome in their home.
Like many Japanese they are very polite and relatively submissive in their attitude and conduct. For example, if I make a suggestion for dinner, they are happily in concurrence with my choice. If they offered something, it was just that, an offer; if you didn't want it, no problem. I found this utterly charming about them and watched my behavior so I would not take advantage of them.
I also noticed once I stayed in their home, even though they were shy and modest, nudity was not a major complexity. Often either Hitomi or Aiko would rush from the bathrooms, naked while drying themselves off with a towel. Granted they were always moving, but still were most often robe less and exposing quite a bit. Kaito never spoke up and I pretended not to notice so things continued. Like most Asian women, both girls had very slim figures with almost no hips with beautiful alabaster skin tones. Aiko had slightly larger breasts than her mom, but they still would fall under a B size. Aiko was cleanly shaven while her mom did have a black wooly bush.
When the nudity first happened I was understandably concerned and nervous about my rather constricted feelings on nudity. Being from a western culture, this type of behavior was not in the main stream, at least from my experiences. But over time I adjusted and in most cases would look away or disregard that it even happened. Now don't misunderstand, there was nothing sexual going on with the family that I could tell, but they just had no hang-ups over their exposure.
One day Kaito and I returned from the office to find both of the women very giddy and extremely excited over something. My Japanese had improved immensely since I started working with Kaito, so I did pick up some of what they were pumped over. But even Kaito was having trouble getting them to simmer down and tell us what was going on. Finally after sitting down with the girls still hopping in their seats, they told us that the family had been selected to be contestants for a TV show. With that news Kaito also became excited. I was still in the dark, I did not watch much TV; in fact I did not have one in my room while staying with them. The family room TV was never on and was a very small unit, the master bedroom and Aiko's room had larger flat screens.
So this particular show they were all pumped over, I had no idea what it was. I vaguely remember a family game show called Family Feud back in the states, and if it was something like that, it would certainly be fun for this group. Their taping was set for the following week, I was going to still be working in Japan, so they invited me to tag along to the taping, which I was happy to be included.
The week leading up to the TV show was odd to say the least. The nudity in the house happened with greater frequency and lasted longer. It was also varied, instead of running from room to room as before; the girls would stop and sometimes gaze at each other. I was walking down the hall one day and glanced in to an open master bedroom to see a fully clothed Hitomi inspecting the tits of her daughter with her hands. They were whispering to each other and they were both pointing out things, birthmarks or spots on Aiko's breasts.
Other than being puzzled, I didn't make much out of it. I tossed it out as maybe they were checking for lumps or such like a breast exam. Truthfully that kind of behavior did not happen with her dad, so there was nothing to draw attention to it.
Finally the day of taping was here and the girls were in a heightened state of giddiness. Strangely they spent far less time on their wardrobes as they did their makeup and bodies. In fact they spent long hours with special bath compounds and when they did come out they smelled absolutely wonderful. Kaito and I had taken the afternoon off and even he remarked on the girl's loveliness and fragrances.
Driving to the studio, me in the back with Aiko, I found myself leaning over to her side so that I could inhale the scent she was producing and with the flow from Hitomi body also, the car smelled like a flower garden. Once we arrived, I really didn't want to get out of the car and lose that feeling I had from the intoxicating air.
Once inside, I was surprised by the no frills of the place. Seating was quite limited, to perhaps 30 fold out chairs. The stage, if one could call it that was fairly well lit, but just two steps up from the seating and quite close. The stage had some props on it, mainly a large wall with cloth covering it and a video screen directly in front of the audience on the back partition. They were piping in some jazzy music while the audience was filing in and taking their seats. Looking at the other people there, they were a lot like Kaito's family, fathers, mothers and daughters. As they had told me, family games show by all appearances.
An attractive young woman appeared on stage and there was polite applause from the audience. Hitomi indicated to me that the woman was the hostess of the show and would be the one interacting with the contestants. The lady wore a very nice crisp business suit and even thought the studio looked somewhat cheap, she came across as the real deal.
The lights flickered for a moment and a man with a headset on came out and asked for tonight's contestants to assemble on the stage when called. Within a few moments, Aiko and her dad were called and they gleefully jumped up and bounded to the stage, clearly happy. When they had left, Hitomi clutched my arm tightly and placed her head on my shoulder. The heat from her body as well as scent was extremely nice and I did not bother to move at all. In fact I chalked it up to her being excited for her family.
