Thread: The Charming Depths Hotspring

Hisako-K said Azazel rolled his eyes and bobbed his head to the right as he tried to look away in time. He clicked his tongue and groaned as he looked away from Yori as she bowed down. The back of his head began to itch where it met his neck again, and his right hand let go of the wallet as it whipped around and instinctively began to lightly scratch at the undamaged skin with what little nails he had. While he found the woman sexually appealing he also felt like he was taking advantage of her courtesy and manners. Oh Yori-San, you make it very difficult for an honest man. he muttered in English, a language he prayed to whatever sick god was listening. His whole life he had been told what to do, when to do it, and how to do it. Now that he was finally on his own and out of the magnifying glass of his old life he had no idea how to interact with others outside of a business environment and formality. He was beginning to finally free himself, this vacation being his first and his foray into relaxation and taking time off from work. Now he was faced with the realization that he might actually be attracted to women, a genuine thought he had never processed before. He looked back quickly at the woman before she raised from her bow. It had been a split second, and he lowered his hand. He felt the world slow down as he tried to savor what little fractions of a second he had lost and found. She had returned to her straightened posture, and he quickly looked back up into her eyes. He was finally brought back to earth when she looked into his eyes and spoke to him. Honored guest? Oh, shit--he had forgotten he was staying at this place, where she worked! Thank you. he said in English, Wait, shi--Thank you, Yori-San. he said again in Japanese. He had already slipped once, he didn't need to slip again. He smiled meekly as he returned his wallet into his right hand pocket, grabbing it from his left hand. He quickly shoved the leather wallet into the small pocket, trying not to push his skin back further from his nail beds as he crammed it into the almost ridiculously tight pocket, at least the pocket seemed tighter than usual. Why were his pants suddenly so tight on him? Azazel grunted as he finally overcame the obstacle of his pocket and he looked back up at Yori with a wry smile. He turned and bent a little at the knees as he grabbed his bags with both hands. He turned back towards Yori and nodded, his glasses bouncing off of his chest. After you. He said, and as she turned around and lead him to his room he realized he had a clear view of her rear as she lead him to his room. He looked down, and let out a sigh as he took in the sights. It was a small, guilty pleasure that he was only going to take advantage of for a short while. That's when he realized that he hadn't paid her for the additional services and things that they had. Oh, Yori-San? I forgot to pay for the additional services. He said as he easily caught up with her. The bags were effortlessly light, and he was able to catch up with her shortly after she had begun leading him down the hallway. Click to expand... Yori walked ahead and realized it was literally just the two of them. When Azazeal sighed from looking at her shapely rear, she stopped. Then without turning around Yori gave her ass a small shake and said in English, You like what you see Azazel-san? She then continued walking to the room. The room was opened with an electronic key card. Yori handed it to Azazeal. It was a standard room you would expect from the hot springs. It had a Japanese style futon bed, a small bathroom, a dresser to put thing. The robes, towels, and such are in the bathroom. You can use the phone on the dressor to call room service for anything else. Um additonal services? I work in the kitchen and normally don't deal with guests or the money. You lost me, She said giving Azazeal a confused look.