Adultery among men
It can be addictive

By Dave Menino

I am having a long-distance, extra-marital affair with a beautiful Japanese girl. I think I'd better explain.  I am an English businessman, in my mid-30s and I've been visiting Japan for business for over a decade. My main business contact there is Yoshio, who works in Tokyo, and so most of my business trips are to Tokyo. When I visit, Yoshio usually looks after me and we have become good friends. 

Normally, I do not go outside Tokyo, but occasionally Yoshio invites me to stay at a nice house he owns in the countryside, about 5 hours from the city. The first time I went there was about six years ago and that was the first time that I met his daughter Ayumi. At that time she was just a regular teenager, I guess, and to be honest I did not notice her very much - she helped her mother serve food and drinks, but I was mostly interested in seeing something of Japanese rural life.

After that visit, I continued to make my annual trips to Tokyo but it was not until four year later that I met Yoshio's family again. This time, he asked me to dine at their Tokyo apartment with some other foreign guests.  Ayumi had completely changed during this period as anyone who has a teenage daughter would know!! She was no longer a quiet girl prancing around but a very pretty teenager. I was amazed by how attractive she was and, to my embarrassment, it was difficult for me to keep my eyes off her.  In fact, once or twice during the evening she noticed that I was looking at her and gave me a very cute smile before turning her head away and returning to the kitchen.

I returned to Japan again in the following year but I saw little of Yoshio because he was very busy and I mostly dealt with his colleagues. However, last year when I arrived in Tokyo, he invited me to stay for the weekend at his house in the countryside. Yoshio and I arrived at the house at about 8:30 PM. Ayumi was there, of course, and the two intervening years had simply improved her beauty - she now has long black hair, lovely dark eyes, and she still has that very cute smile. Her body had 'filled out' into womanhood, though in a petite Japanese way, of course. The weather was warm and Ayumi was wearing a very attractive dress which showed off her physique perfectly.  The dress was colorful with pretty red flowers and came just above her knees.  The straps were not really spaghetti type, but very close.  The dress hugged her youthful body so tight that it showed every angle well.  While the broad straps made it harder for me see her bra straps but it was clearly that she was braless.  She also had a silk scarf around her neck and that accentuated the top of her body so much that I just could not help being enchanted by her.  (Related:  Cheating confessions)

Once I had seen her, it was difficult for me to think of anything else.  Yoshio could see that I was distracted and I kept apologizing that I was tired after the week's work!! That first night, I went to my bedroom with little else but Ayumi on my mind.  I continued to feel guilty for having such feelings since Yoshio is a good friend and I have seen Ayumi grow into an adult.

It must have been about 2.00 AM when I heard the door of my room opening slowly. It was dark, but as I awoke I could make out someone entering the room and approaching my bed. I stood up and, as my eyes became used to the darkness, I could tell that it was Ayumi and that she was wearing a black lace night-gown. Then I heard her voice whispering 'Ayumi want you kiss her' (or something like that.  I wasn't concentrating on the grammar!).  As she stood there I could see her unbuttoning the gown and let it fall to the floor.  I knew that Japanese people took a long deep bath in their ofuro before going to bed but I did not know if they also did not wear anything under their nightgowns thereafter.  My heart was beating furiously and it was hard for me to think clearly. While I had been dreaming of such a moment, when it happened without warning, I was just not ready to react.   I could see her bold behavior but also at the same time I could witness her shyness.  As an experienced partner, I leaned forward and kissed her. For the next few hours I made passionate love to this beautiful Japanese woman, slowly and gently, and then held her in my arms as we both fell asleep. At about 6.00 AM, I awoke again and saw her quietly leaving my room, no doubt to return to her own before her parents woke up.

That morning, I was confused. I am a supposedly happily married man and Ayumi is almost half my age! Fortunately, Yoshio was suddenly occupied with business - a fax arrived early about some urgent problem and he apologized saying it would take him the rest of the morning to deal with it over the telephone and fax.  This was fine, I replied, as I could take myself out into the countryside for a walk - to be honest, I needed to get my mind straight. However, I had not been walking long when I heard someone call out my name - it was Ayumi, who had followed me out.  She ran to me and, without saying anything; we embraced passionately. We walked further, away from the village, and made love again, this time in the open air. Now, things were getting even more complicated!  And, of course, the next night, she returned silently to my bedroom.  The next day was my last at Yoshio's house, and he and I had to return to Tokyo early. I was not able to see Ayumi again alone, but she had managed to put into my jacket pocket a short letter, including her email address, which I found later on.  (Related:  Men with multiple partners)

We have spent the past year emailing each other, 'love letters' you could call them, though often very romantic and explicit, and I am due to visit Tokyo again soon. But, a few weeks ago, Ayumi said that she had told some of her friends about me. She said that they also liked Caucasian men, especially older ones, and that they wanted to 'meet' me when I visited (How to catch a cheat?).  And, one of these friends, who is called Yuki and is the same age as Ayumi, has started emailing me too, sending photos of herself and so I am worried that matters will get 'out of hand'.  I need to make a decision about this and I expect that my impending visit will give me the chance to do so.

Related articles:  Going out in Tokyo     Clues of a man cheating online  Married couple cheating   How to confront a cheater

Women who like older men      How to stop cheating    Polyamorous men