Down and Dirty

by Jade, Imari

  The festival began shortly afterward. Shaundra had noticed the crowds of people forming in town when they arrived. She had no idea how it happened, but the streets were now crammed with merrymakers, streamers, and dragon dancers.

  Teenage girls and young women screamed and tried to get at Aomori, who walked through the streets accompanied by security. Shaundra didn’t think it was normal security since all the guys were dressed in brightly colored suits and dark sunglasses.

  The fireworks display began as soon as the sun went down. It was a beautiful sight, but it was still too cold to be outside and Shaundra and the babies were getting tired. Dae-Hyun took both the boys from her when they returned to the main house and put them to bed in one of the upstairs bedrooms.

  Auntie Jun and some of the other aunties had stayed behind to prepare the traditional one hundred day old first meal of sekihan (red beans), sticky rice, clear soup (jiru), sea bream, and pickled vegetables. After the meal, more guests arrived at the house bringing envelopes of money as gifts for the twins. The party moved to the big building at the back of the main house. Aomori took the stage to perform some of their songs and Shaundra was reduced to tears during Ichiro’s song, “A Father’s Prayer,” an original song he’d written to commemorate the birth of their sons.

  Aomori ended their act and Ichiro came to sit in the audience next to her. Cristal sat at her left. Mr. Niigata took the stage. “I have a special surprise for everyone,” he announced.

  That got everyone’s attention.

  “As a special treat for the Yoshida family, I’d like to introduce the newest members of the Niigata Entertainment family.”

  “What’s going on?” Shaundra asked Ichiro.

  Ichiro shrugged and then shook his head.

  “Ladies and gentlemen, Distraction.” He quickly left the stage.

  Three young Japanese men appeared on stage wearing black-and-white outfits.

  Shaundra leaned toward Cristal. “Do you know anything about this?”

  “Yes,” Cristal answered. “It’s a surprise. Listen.”

  Shaundra turned her attention back to the stage just as the music began. The young men started singing in both Japanese and English.

  “They’re good,” Shaundra said.

  The young men finished the first number and began a second one. This one was slower, like a ballad. One of the singers, a blond one, took the mike and started to sing.

  “Oh, it’s a love song,” Shaundra said. “He’s cute and really good. I like his hair.”

  The blond walked the stage singing his heart out to the audience and then he stopped in front of them, dropped to his knees, and appeared to being singing to someone in the front row by them.

  Shaundra looked to her left. Cristal moved around nervously in her seat. Shaundra looked back at the singer and then back at Cristal. Hmm.

  The singer brought the song to an end, rose to his feet, and then blew a kiss to Cristal. He waved and left the stage with the other two while the audience applauded wildly.

  Shaundra leaned over toward Cristal again. “Girlfriend, we need to talk.”

  ****

  After the festivities ended, Shaundra found herself left alone with Ichiro. Daichi and Mashuu had taken Mr. Niigata and Harper into town with him to show them around. Distraction and Damien had gone back to the hotel with Distraction’s manager. Aomori, Cristal, and Amaterasu had gone clubbing. Dae-Hyun resumed his nanny duties and told her to take some time off to enjoy the evening. I wonder if everyone had this planned.

  Ichiro stood over her while she sat on the sofa. He held out his hand to her. “Come. I want to show you where I grew up.”

  “I thought you grew up here,” Shaundra said, rising.

  “No, my grandmother moved here after my grandfather died.”

  “What about the babies?” Shaundra asked, trying to make up an excuse.

  “I’ve taken care of that,” Ichiro said. “You won’t be able to pry them away from their aunties or that big, burly bodyguard of yours for a long time.”

  “But…”

  “No buts, Shaundra. Please come with me.”

  Shaundra sighed. She’d run out of excuses. “Okay.”

  Ichiro helped her back into her coat and then took her outside. “I’ve always wanted to take you there.”

  He helped her into a white car parked out front.

  “Is this yours?” Shaundra asked.

  “No, it belongs to my uncle. I’m just borrowing it.”

  It was a very nice town car, Shaundra noted. She hoped there wasn’t a body in the trunk.

  Ichiro closed the door and entered the driver’s side while she fastened her seatbelt. Moments later, they were heading north away from the compound.

  They kept the conversation light, just discussing the babies and Distraction.

  “I never saw that coming,” Ichiro told her. “I guess Mr. Niigata has decided we’re getting too old to manage.”

  “He has always managed other groups,” Shaundra reminded him. She looked out the window and watched the scenery change.

  “But not like this. He kept them hidden like he did with us when we were young.”

  “It doesn’t mean he’s lost faith in you guys.”

  “I know that. I want to retire anyway,” Ichiro said. “I’m tired of touring, and I’m missing out on important events in my family’s lives.”

  Ichiro wants to retire? She didn’t know that. She supposed he could be tired.

  They reached a rural area with houses spaced far apart from each other and centered amongst crops.

  Ichiro drove up to one of the houses and parked. “This is where I grew up.”

  Shaundra got out. There was just enough light in front for her to get a good look at the place. Rustic and quaint and everything she expected.

  Ichiro opened the door and turned on the light.

  It was everything she imagined, bamboo floors, pocket doors, a kitchen with a built in wok, three bedrooms divided by sliding walls, and one bathroom. “I love it,” Shaundra said as he took her out back to see the gardens. Someone still kept the place up and took care of the crops.

  “We had some good times here,” Ichiro said as he walked her over to a bench beneath a cherry blossom tree.

  Shaundra sat down, remembering a similar time when they first met and she first went to the farmhouse for a visit. He’d taken her out to the garden and they sat and spent time on a bench beneath a cherry tree. It was the moment she realized she was in love with him.

  Ichiro sat down beside her and took her hand. “I’m sorry,” he began. “I know I hurt you. I know I was wrong. I should not have allowed Eri to kiss me.” He sighed. “Shaundra, baby, I love you more than life itself.”

  “I love you too, Ich,” Shaundra said. “And I’ve long forgiven you for kissing that woman.” The truth was, she and Satoshi had been doing quite a bit of harmless kissing lately and she felt like a hypocrite for holding something so petty over Ichiro’s head.

  “Then why won’t you come back home?”

  “I don’t know,” Shaundra said. “I’m trying to get myself together. I’ve been through a lot these last two years, and I can’t be there for you if I haven’t gotten my own life together.”

  “But I miss you so much,” he whined. “I’m lonely.”

  “You have Satoshi and Takumijo to keep you company.”

  “That’s not the same. I miss waking up next to you.”

  Shaundra raised an eyebrow. “You miss the sex.”

  “That too,” he admitted with a smile. “I’m tired of taking cold showers.”

  Shaundra smiled at him. “I know, baby. I miss you too.”

  “Then come back to me.”

  “I can’t,” she said, turning serious again. “I just need a little more time.” She rose. “But I can help you out with your problem.”

  Ichiro rose. “What are you talking about?”

  Shaundra wrapped her arms around his waist. “What do you think?”<
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  “You mean…?”

  Shaundra nodded. “I saw a very comfortable-looking bed in one of those rooms inside.”

  “But it’s probably covered in dust,” Ichiro protested.

  Shaundra led him back into the house. “What’s a little dust between lovers?”

  ****

  “It is nice of you to join us,” Yori said to Cristal as they sat at a table in a nightclub.

  “It has been a while,” Cristal said. “Do you think you can keep the others in line tonight? I’m not in the mood for going to jail.”

  Yori smiled at her. “It’s safe to say everything is going to be okay. Satoshi is only drinking soda, and Takumijo is trying to be on his best behavior for Amaterasu.”

  Satoshi had gone to the men’s room, giving her some quality time with the leader of Aomori.

  “How’s Amaya?”

  “Still recovering,” Yori said.

  “I’m glad you answered that way. It lets me know there’s still hope for her.”

  “She’s been doing well with her fashions. She has her own line now.”

  “I’m glad for her,” Cristal said. She kind of meant it.

  “Harper has been talking to her lately about designing a line of clothes for men,” Yori said.

  “Harper?” Cristal asked.

  Yori nodded. “He does have great taste in clothing, and he knows a thing or two about dressing women.”

  “You mean Shaundra?”

  Yori nodded. “That freaked me out in the beginning, but I began to understand it’s just Harper’s way of doing things. He picked out some pretty nice things for Shaundra.”

  “Speaking of which, do you think she and Ichiro are getting along tonight?”

  “I don’t know. Either Ichiro will win her back or she will whip his ass. Either way, we’ll know something by tomorrow,” Yori said. “It was a very good idea to give them some time together.”

  Satoshi returned from the men’s room and sat down at the table. “What did I miss?”

  “Not much,” Yori said. “I was just about to ask Cristal to dance.” He rose.

  “But…” Satoshi said.

  “But nothing,” Yori told him. “You have to share her tonight.”

  “Okay,” Satoshi said, giving in with a smile. “But I have the next dance.”

  Cristal looked down at Satoshi as she joined Yori on the floor. “Try to stay out of trouble until we return.”

  Satoshi looked up at her and smiled innocently.

  ****

  “Oh my, your body looks so delicious,” Ichiro told Shaundra after they’d gotten out of their clothes and made sure the bed was clean. He’d hung both their white suits on a rack. His underwear lay on the floor at his feet while Shaundra’s lay wherever he’d tossed them in his haste to get her out of them. He’d buy her more if she couldn’t find them later.

  Ichiro gulped. Shaundra’s breasts were better than he imagined. He approached the bed slowly.

  “Come on, baby,” Shaundra told him. “I won’t bite.”

  He’d heard that line before. Ichiro smiled weakly, but climbed upon the bed slowly.

  “Maybe you need a little encouragement since it’s been so long.” Shaundra parted her legs.

  “Holy moly,” Ichiro said, peering down at what she offered him. He crawled between Shaundra’s thighs to get a closer look. “Enchanting,” he said, lifting her legs and lowering his head to sample.

  Shaundra moaned as his tongue darted inside her. She tasted delicious, like food to a starving man. Ichiro gripped the cheeks of her ass and pulled her closer. He squeezed her brown, rounded butt. Firm. She’d done some toning, but she still had the best rear on a woman he’d ever seen. And she smelled like cocoa butter.

  Ichiro eased up on the slurping and slipped a finger inside the hole just to test the waters. He found it surprisingly warm and tight. He found it hard to believe she’d just given birth to twins. Ichiro ran a hand along her abdomen, gently caressing the cesarean scar. Shaundra trembled under his touch and rotated her hips, sucking at his finger as he worked it inside her. He introduced a second finger to stretch her. Babies or not, she was still tiny under him and he didn’t want to hurt her.

  Ichiro eased his finger out and slid his tongue back in, tasting the nectar that now flowed from his wife. Feeling a bit daring, he slid a finger between the crack of her behind and touched the tight little brown hole.

  Shaundra squealed and squirmed.

  Ichiro wet his finger and eased just the tip inside.

  Shaundra gasped louder this time and tried to wiggle away from his finger, but he held her in place as more of his finger disappeared inside. Shaundra came several minutes later after he fiercely worked on both holes.

  Ichiro came up gasping for air after Shaundra stopped squeezing the sides of his head with her thighs. There was no heat on in the house, but Shaundra’s hair lay plastered to her sweaty face from the fire he incited inside her.

  Ichiro rose above her and stole a kiss. Shaundra’s tongue darted between his lips and before he knew it, she was atop him. It amazed him how powerful and forceful she could be during sex.

  Shaundra kissed and licked her way down his body.

  Ichiro quivered. It had been so long since he felt like this. The feel of Shaundra’s lips as they wrapped around the head of his cock nearly made him bolt from the bed with excitement. “Ah!”

  Shaundra slid down lower and sucked hard, making him moan with pleasure. Her tongue snaked around the shaft and then down to his balls.

  “Umm,” Ichiro moaned, thinking life couldn’t get any better than this.

  Shaundra mounted him, surrounding him with her warmth.

  Ichiro reached up and palmed both her hips. He found no fat, just solid muscles. Shaundra’s stomach and abs looked pretty good too, like she’d been working out at a gym. Where did she find the time to go to a gym? Don’t ask.

  “Ich, honey, pay attention,” Shaundra told him as she ground her pelvis against his.

  It was hard not to pay attention as his sexy wife bounced up and down on his cock. Ichiro reached out, grabbed one of her breasts, and gently squeezed the nipple.

  “Ooh!” Shaundra moaned. “That feels so good.”

  He could come just by listening to her sultry voice. He squeezed the nipple again and a little milk escaped. “Dinner time,” he said, gently rolling the cowgirl out of the saddle and onto her back. He’d been waiting for months to sample some of his sons’ liquid meal. He wrapped his lips around the areola and sucked. “Oh!” he said like an excited child, and then he actually giggled like one. His mouth filled with the milky liquid. Not homogenized, but not bad either. No wonder the boys were always begging to be fed. This is fun. He used his other hand and tried to guide his dick back inside Shaundra’s wet snatch. He couldn’t do it since he was so much taller than her. He went back to nursing.

  “Leave some for the babies and fuck me,” Shaundra told him.

  Ichiro released the nipple. “Ooh, Miss Gutter Mouth.” He licked the milk residue from his lips. “I’ll fuck you if that’s what you want.” He lifted her generous bottom, parted her, and then drove his cock home.

  Shaundra gasped and scratched at his back, more than likely drawing blood. The fun ended. He was ready to get down to some serious loving and he wanted it doggy-style. He pulled out, flipped Shaundra over on her knees, and drove it deep just the way he liked it.

  Shaundra’s head went back and all that thick hair cascaded down her back, drawing his attention as he humped. He reached out and tugged on it to see if he could get a response out of her.

  “Ah, shit,” Shaundra shouted.

  Ichiro smiled. He was glad that they were alone because Shaundra’s voice echoed throughout the house. She reared that big old butt back on him and took more of him inside her. If he died at that moment, he’d go to meet his maker with a big smile on his face. Shaundra rocked back and forth on her knees, taking him deep inside and then letting his cock slide out o
f her. He’d never been with another woman before, but he doubted another woman knew how to use her body to excite a man as well as his wife.

  “Ooh, baby, I’ve been missing you so much,” Shaundra said as she met him thrust for thrust. “No one can do me like you do me.”

  He felt her body quiver, indicating she was real close to coming.

  Ichiro slapped her firmly on one of her cheeks.

  “Ouch,” Shaundra said.

  “And no one else better be doing you.” He slapped the other cheek just to get his point across and to show her who was boss.

  “Ouch,” Shaundra said again. “Ooh, Ich, that felt good.”

  Ichiro couldn’t help but chuckle. “You are still so crazy, woman.”

  “Yeah,” she told him. “I haven’t changed a bit. Ooh. I think you touched an ovary.”

  Ichiro smiled at her silliness. He put both hands back on her hips and moved her back and forth on his wet cock. Shaundra stopped teasing and got back into what they were doing. Moments later, he felt that quiver again.

  “Ich, baby, fuck harder,” she told him as her movements intensified.

  Ich got a good grip on her hips and pounded her hard.

  “Ah…!” Shaundra went off like a bottle rocket. Her body continued to do that quivering thing that he felt all the way through his balls. Her pussy throbbed, drenching him in her juices.

  Ichiro slowed the thrusting and allowed her body to savor the effects. Shaundra took one breath and then went back to trying to please him. The woman had amazing recuperative skills. Ichiro bit his bottom lip, still hearing the sounds of her voice as she came. If Shaundra made one false move, he was going to explode.

  He knew she’d do it. Shaundra ground that exquisite pussy against him.

  Ichiro bit back a moan. Damn, he couldn’t do it. He had to come. His moved his dick in her a couple more times and then he came, emptying months of pent-up semen deep inside her. He didn’t make a sound or utter a word, remembering the disastrous events that occurred the last time with Shaundra. “Ah!” he moaned as he pulled out of her. He rolled off her ass and lay down next to her.