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can see there's a lot of straightening up I have to do in the other rooms."
"Here, why don't you show me the right way to squeeze the windows, maybe I can help you get through
quicker," Charisse said, taking his strong right hand and folding his fingers over her slender waist. "Work
my hand up and down and show me the right way to squeeze. You do it so beautifully, Taka!"
As she touched his hand and felt his manly body brush her robe, she began to sense the same hot, wet,
juices flowing from her cuntlips as when she was watching the dildo episode. She knew that she was
deliberately provoking Taka by showing her breasts and leaning up against him. Even the bulge in his
crotch seemed to be throbbing and getting larger. But watching all the out and out fucking which she had
seen last night had made her very hot for a man, any man.
She wanted to see what a real cock felt like, she was sick and tired of this finger stuff. That was for kids.
She wanted a big stiff pecker to ram up her cunt, and didn't want to wait another day for her first screw.
Being alone with the handsome Taka while her parents were gone was a made to order situation. She
felt so wet and funny down there that she instinctively knew that a real cock would be the only thing to
relax her sexual yearning. She had never before realized what a handsome fellow Taka, their Japanese
butler really was.
She leaned against him for a few moments longer and then asked him, "Taka, why are you so reluctant
to let me help you?"
"I don't mind Miss Charisse," Taka said slowly. "But I think you're mother wouldn't like it if she came
back and saw what you were doing."
"Oh, don't worry about that Taka, they're both out for the day. And I'm really so bored. I want to help
you," she said, letting her robe fall open even more.
Taka gulped at the sight of lace-trimmed panties and white thigh which met his gaze and said, "O.K.
Miss Charisse. But I really have got a lot to do in the house and I've got to make one of my classes in
psychology at six p.m. . . . so we'll have to make it fast!"
Charisse turned towards him, letting her robe fall completely open and shrugged it to the floor. Her
breasts were whiter than the satin bra which bulged with them, she was wearing no slip, and her panties
were the see-through type. The triangular shadow formed by her thick bush was clearly visible to Taka.
"Miss Charisse," Taka exclaimed, lowering his eyes and looking away, "don't you think you'd better put
your robe on? What if somebody should walk in?"
"Why, don't I look good to you?" she asked him coyly, nudging her breasts into his chest and glaring
down at his now visibly growing crotch-bulge.
"Maybe you look a little too good to me, Charisse," Taka gulped, his eyes on her bush-triangle,
shadowing her see-through panties.
"I've got a confession to make Taka, you've always attracted me ever since you started working here.
And now I'm grown up enough for both of us to do something about it!" Charisse said.
"Don't forget that I still represent the "Yellow Peril" to a lot of red-blooded Americans. Why if anyone
found me fooling around with a white girl, I'd be in real trouble Charisse," Taka told her, still looking
away from her enticing body.
Charisse pressed herself more firmly against Taka's strong body, really pressing her lush titties hard into
him.
"Come on Taka, I won't say anything if you feel them. I've got bigger and nicer ones than any girl in the
school."
Taka leaned away from her and said, rather sadly, "Please Charisse, don't tease me into something I
know will cost me my job!"
Looking down at his tennis shorts, she saw that his big, manly penis was practically rigid and almost
perpendicular to his body.
"Why lie to yourself, Mr. Psychology Major? We both know what you'd like to do to me!" and as if by
accident she let her hand brush against the hard-on straining his tennis shorts.
"I'm going to leave for the day!" said the perspiring Taka. "Please make my excuses to your honorable
mother, but tell her I got sick, or something," and he turned to go.
Charisse sensed that being yellow-skinned and of another race gave Taka an inferiority complex, and
made him fearful. She decided to use a little psychology of her own on this aroused, virile young man.
She had suddenly felt she wanted to put his prick in her, to fuck her.
"Look Taka," she said in a tone of sweet reasonableness, "you might as well take what I'm giving you on
a silver platter. If you don't I'm going to tell my mother that you raped me while I was asleep - and you
know my mother! Since I'm not even eighteen yet, you could say goodbye to your career as a
psychologist. There might even be a nice, long jail sentence."
"Come on Charisse," Taka said, "tell me you're only kidding around and let me finish cleaning the damn
windows!"
"I mean it, Taka," she said firmly. "If you don't do it to me, I'm going to make trouble. So why don't you
unbend and give me a sample of that," as her hand brushed his hard-on once again.
"Let me throw the bolt on the door," she said, as she stepped away from her robe on the floor. The bolt
slid home with a click.
"Now we have nothing to worry about," she said as she leaned hack on the bed, her hand clutching for
the hard-on in his tennis shorts. "Is that tremendous thing all yours?" she said as her hand closed on it.
"It's so big, how could a little Japanese girl take a dick that size?"
His hard-on throbbed and she could feel the prick pulsing in her hand. She shoved her hand under the
leg of the shorts, and gasped as she felt the hot head of his dick.
She leaned back on the bed and said, "Please take off your shorts, Taka, I must see it uncovered!"
Taka's golden-yellow skin was bathed in sweat as he watched the voluptuous curves of Charisse as she
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