World Delicacies of Tokyo
Kobe Wiggins had a few days off from his working vacation in Japan. He’d been selected along with two other young men by his Seattle-based company to travel to the Japanese branch in Tokyo after the recent merger. Kobe had been shocked to have been picked, but the CEO told him that he felt it was important to send over men in the flower of their youth, hoping to impress and ingratiate his counterparts with their vigorous energy and new ways of thinking. They were to act professionally and friendly and make the best of the opportunity to learn/gather the most important ways in which their sibling company functioned, noting the differences in operations between the two. And they were encouraged to enjoy the benefits of their work-sponsored semi-vacation by taking in the Japanese culture on their off days.
Kobe, a shy but charming young man who had just passed his first anniversary with the company was the youngest of the group, at twenty-one. He was looked upon as a bright go-getter, having graduated from university at only twenty years old.
On the trip with him were Keith, a stodgy and quirky type, but a diligent and respectful worker, and Tip, an energetic short, skinny guy with a quick wit and sense of humor. Keith was the oldest (and tallest) of the three at twenty-eight while Tip was just a couple years older than Kobe, having worked at the company for two years. While Kobe had worked with each of the others, he was the odd man out when it came to friendship, as Keith and Tip were good buddies and typically ate lunch together and hung out at work, while Kobe, being the new guy of the group, was viewed with a suspicious lens by the other young guys, who viewed him as a potential threat to their own aspirations.
Having flown into Tokyo via Honolulu on Sunday evening, they were to work from Monday through Thursday, have the weekend free, then return the following Monday mid-day and work til mid-day Friday before flying back. A two week trip in total with roughly nine days of work.
Now being Friday evening, Kobe reflected on the previous days, where he had encountered the most gorgeous creature he’d ever laid eyes on.
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The first day had went by rather smoothly and boringly as they met and exchanged pleasantries with the CEO, Mr. Haida, an elderly but vibrant man. The second day went similarly until they were introduced to Maiko, a young executive on the make.
Maiko was saucy and bubbly, her energy infectious. Her big, luminous eyes were a shade of amber, but occasionally took on a hint of blue. She was fun and playful and she spoke perfect English without a hint of accent. When asked about this, she laughed and said she attributed it to her extensive world travel. Kobe wondered about this, as the young woman looked all of twenty-six. How much could she have traveled in her relative youth?, he wondered. Though friendly to all three, Kobe thought she directed most of her attention at him. In fact, she was slightly flirty with him.
“When you get a chance, why don’t you stop by my office. I can show you a couple interesting things”, she whispered in his ear while Keith and Tip were in a heated discussion about the state of the NBA. Maiko liked that the boy had a baby face – he could easily pass for a teen. Wickedly, she thought, if left as he was, he would likely retain his good looks well into middle age.
“Uh, sure, I’ll let the guys know”, Kobe muttered.
“Not the guys. Just you”, she said, poking him playfully in the chest.
“But…where’s your office?”, he asked.
“832E”, she replied.
Without further adieu, she turned about and walked off down the hall towards the elevators. He watched her walk away, admiring her strut in her red (shirt) and black (skirt) outfit. Everything jiggled just the right amount, her full breasts bountifully bobbing and her bubble butt popping with each step of her well-toned legs. Though she wasn’t tall (he reckoned her at just a little over 5’ tall, in the 5’2 or 5’3 range), she moved quickly.
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