I had not thought of anything either since I was expecting that she would simply offer me something small. In any case, it was just a playful game that we had. We Japanese are rather shy anyway in insisting or even expressing our wishes. "No it is OK. You can give it to me when you can think of it." "No I want you to have it now. Ask me something. Maybe next time we play a game I will win something and I know what I want from you," she said with a wink as she let her dry hair fall on her forehead. "I know you were so fascinated by my clothes. Would you like to dress me now?" she casually asked.

I was slightly taken aback. While it had been one of my fantasies to dress a woman any way I wanted, I was not prepared for it. "Hmm....sounds like a good reward. You mean anyway I want?" "Yes, any way you wish. And then we can have dinner and I will wear the same outfit. Here is my closet; pick anything you want."

I looked at the neatly arranged closet and was awed by how organized she was. I wanted to dress her in something different and unusual - a combination that she could not have thought of herself. I looked into her underwear drawer and found a pair of pink satin briefs. As I unfolded them I imagined how pretty they would look on her smooth, white legs. I was still trying to determine what to pick for the top as Mary expectantly looked at me. It was at this point that I saw her silk scarf on the bed. "What about the scarf?" I asked myself. I picked it up and showed it to Mary who looked at me with complete puzzlement.

Mary faced me and raised her legs one by one as I kneeled on the floor to help her step into her briefs. As soon I reached her thighs, she turned around and let me slide them up all the way to her waist. I then took the scarf, folded it a few times till it was not more than an inch wide, and showed it to Mary. I think she now understood what she was going to wear for dinner tonight. Facing away from me, she let the towel slide as I covered her and then tied two tight knots at the back. When she turned around to show me, I could not believe how attractive she looked. In my wildest imagination I had not seen a woman dressed like this and I thought how creative I was. Mary must have been reading my mind. She walked to the mirror, looked at her, fixed her hair, and adjusted the scarf. "Very imaginative. You are so full of surprises. I like it. Shall we eat now?" she asked me as held my hand and we walked to the kitchen.

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I could not take my eyes off Mary at the dining table. She sat there as if she was enjoying her new outfit.  "I think I like your creativity. You should have been an artist rather than working in that dull office." "Well you should have been a movie star rather than be a scientist studying dioxins." We both laughed. Mary still struggled eating noodles with chopsticks and I offered to help her. In typical Japanese style, I would pick a few of the noodles and then Mary will simply grab the other end. In the first few instances, we would break the noodle half way and eat our own parts but one particularly stubborn noodle would not break until our lips touched. I was reminded of the last time she bit my lips so I was rather careful but this time Mary simply opened her mouth and kissed as we continued to chew the noodles. In fact we both liked it so much that we virtually finished the meal by feeding each other from our mouths.

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Mary offered her thong to me as I was leaving, "I want you to have it for tonight. I think you will sleep better." "I will give you another one tomorrow," she winked at me again. "I will cook for you tomorrow. How about my place at 8?" We both smiled thinking about the next meal.

~The end~

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