Sakura’s Winter Break – part 2: A long drive for Sake by GideonBard

Part 2: A long drive for sakeSakura had never felt so conflicted before. She had only been in California for a year and now she found herself drawn to several men she liked all in one day. Brian, her funny and kind-hearted co-worker, had just ravished and dominated her at work leaving her mesmerized. He was not the typical type of man she would be attracted to, but their surprise sexual encounter at work had her rethinking the joys of sex. On the other hand, the three groomsmen she had just met and flirted with were exactly the type of American men she envisioned being with and they all swept her off her feet with their charm, wit, and attractiveness.

As she left work that evening, Sakura couldn’t help but feel a rush of excitement as she thought about seeing the three men, and in particular Max. She had never felt so drawn to someone before, and the way he had flirted with her at the tuxedo shop had left her feeling giddy and lightheaded.

But as she walked towards her car, she saw Brian leaning against the car, waiting for her. “You sure you don’t want any company tonight at your private fitting?” He asked.

She shook her head no, curious why he asked her again.

He looked dejected, and Sakura knew that she had to face him and have a conversation. “Hey Brian,” Sakura said, approaching him slowly. “I’m sorry if I hurt you by agreeing to go to the groomsmen’s house tonight. We talked about it and I feel strongly about seeing through on commitments. It really shouldn’t take a long time and I know how to take care of myself. I will be fine, I promise”

Brian shrugged, looking down at his feet. “It’s not that, Sakura. I just…I… I like you and want a chance to take you out on a date. I know you thought those men were attractive but you also have a potentially good thing here… I just wanted to tell you how I feel.”

Sakura’s heart sank. She had suspected for a while now that Brian had feelings for her, but she had never wanted to acknowledge it. She didn’t want to lose him as a friend, and she also knew that she didn’t feel the same way about him.

“Brian, I care about you a lot,” Sakura said softly. “I need some space to figure things out. I would like to take you up on that date but I can’t let our amazing sexual experience define us – not right now. I’m sorry.”

Brian nodded, looking up at her with a sad smile. “I figured as much. It’s okay, Sakura. I just wanted to tell you how I felt before you left…. You did say the sex was amazing though?” His eyebrows lifted and a large smile widened across his face. He feared the thickness of his chode might have scared the small Japanese girl off as it did to many girls he liked before her. It was a relief that she wasn’t scared off and that he still had a chance with her.

She grinned, glowing. She was still sore from their romp just an hour earlier in the back room of the tux shop. She was thankful he was gentle with her but his thick member nearly ripped her apart. As she thought back to the event all she could remember was the massive orgasm he gave her which continued to make her body prickle with satisfaction. She had never experienced anything like that before. “Absolutely!” Sakura hugged Brian tightly, wrapping her arms around his large belly which reminded her of hugging a large cuddly teddy bear. She felt a sense of relief that he was taking it well. She knew that their friendship would never be the same, but she also knew that she couldn’t force herself to feel something that wasn’t there.

As she drove towards the groomsmen’s house, Sakura couldn’t help but feel nervous. She had never been in a situation like this before, and she didn’t know what to expect. The drive to Hemet was long. It was an hour later, around 8 pm when her GPS told her to get off the freeway. On suburban streets, she meandered from one street to the next through new construction dotted with stretches of farmland before turning off to her destination, a single-story ranch home with a large front gate. She buzzed the intercom to gain entrance. “Hello, hi it’s Sakura from Gary’s Tux shop.”

A familiar voice spoke back, “Sakura! I was worried we wouldn’t see you tonight!” Sakura could tell immediately that it was Max that responded on the Intercom. “Come in!” Then the intercom buzzed. His confidence radiated from the speaker commanding her to his will and immediately setting her fears at ease.

Lit palm trees and manicured hedges led her up the paver stone driveway. She parked next to the four-car garage in a spot where she felt her car wouldn’t be in the way. The home was much larger than it had appeared from the street. She stepped up to the large wooden door with frosted glass and rang the doorbell. She felt a sense of excitement wash over her.

Max answered the door and greeted her with a smile and a hug, and Sakura felt a sense of warmth spread through her body. She knew that she was attracted to him, but she didn’t expect the butterflies she felt staring at him in the doorway. Unable to speak, Sakura held up his fixed pants with a shy smile expecting him to grab them and be on her way. “Would you like to come in and say hello to the rest of the guys while you’re here? Also, I would appreciate it if you reviewed all of my tux equipment with me to ensure I am all set for tomorrow.”

Hesitantly, Sakura agreed. “Sure.” She said with a sweet little smile. She felt safe but had trepidations about giving away how attractive she thought all these men were. She knew she felt a connection with all of them and was curious where this would go.

In the kitchen she was greeted by all of the men gathered around the island. The kitchen was grand with a beautiful brown marble countertop resting on white cabinets. On the island, were a bunch of drinks including an unopened iced bottle of unfiltered sake. She was unfamiliar with the brand but the frosted white bottle and its cloudy milk looked expensive. The men all look like they had been drinking for a while and seemed looser and more friendly than she remembered. “Hey, it’s Sake!” a round of cheers boomed around the kitchen. All of the men she met earlier and a few strangers were there celebrating Bill’s last day as a bachelor.

Dave, the handsome surfer dude, rushed to her to hug her and kiss on the cheek. His sun-kissed hair and tan skin glowed in the warm kitchen light.“I got this, especially for you for saving the big day! It’s my favorite sake from Japan. I figured because of your nickname it might be something you would like.” The sentiment was so kind and generous. Sakura smiled and said, “That is so sweet, thank you!”

He opened the bottle and poured her a glass. The creamy sake swirled in the glass inviting her to take a sip. Its rich sweet rice taste added to the appreciation of the artisan craft of her home country. As the night went on, Sakura found herself laughing, flirting, and joking with the groomsmen. They were all so different, but they each had a quality that she found attractive. Chris was strong and protective, Dave was carefree and adventurous, and Max was calm and collected. They couldn’t be more different in both appearance and charm.

After several cups of Japanese wine, Sakura could feel herself loosen up a bit. Sakura settled on a seat between Max and Dave on the island to join their conversation. She climbed onto the metal bar stool and sat down. Her pleated skirt billowed around the cold stool seat sending a chill against her bare skin. The industrial-inspired black brushed copper tractor seat had a unique urban design that was rounded and raised in the back to hug her bottom and lifted slightly in the front molded to separate and hug the space between her legs.

Until that moment she had completely forgotten that she wasn’t wearing underwear. A flashback of her earlier sex with Brian mixed, reminded her that he ripped her favorite lace panties just before he made love to her. The ice cold reawakened the tingling sensation of her post-orgasm sensitivity making her blush. She made a small yelp causing everyone to laugh out loud. She bit her bottom lip and tried to mask the immediate sensation of her horniness. Sipping on her sake, she leaned forward enjoying her bare pussy pressed against the metal seat. Her enjoyment did not go unnoticed.

Dave leaned in, “Sakura you look amazing tonight. Do you like the Sake?” He said as he poured her another cup. She had to admit that it was some of the best sake she has had. She normally didn’t drink more than a few cups but this one was sweet and went down easy. They had a great conversation about Japan and his work. She loved his stories and stared into his gorgeous hazel eyes. His sense of adventure reminded her of the reason she came to America. To experience something new.

“Hey, do you mind if I talk to you in the other room?” She didn’t see the harm, grabbed her cup, and scooted off the bar stool. She took his hand and he led her away.

Dave had taken her to a living room with a fireplace and sat her down and a red ribbed chaise couch that matched her lipstick. She sat upright next to the backrest with her legs crossed. Her dainty body leaned against her right arm, her black hair hanging exposing her long silky neck, while her other hand swirled around her cup of sake. She was warming up to Dave, but curious why he brought her to a secluded room away from the party. They sipped sake together and the room grew silent. Dave was staring at her, taking her beauty. His eyes drifted along her body, undressing her, and sending a chill up her spine. “You know, I think you are pretty cool and would love to take you surfing or paddle boarding with me at the beach. Would you like that?”