After being with quite a few of them, I realised that most of my guests enjoyed being with a mature Japanese woman such as myself. Then again, I also enjoyed the non-attachment of having sex with tourists and never seeing them again. It’s not that I didn’t want a long-term relationship that could lead to marriage; it’s just that none of them impressed me enough for me to want to commit.
I got out of the shower a few minutes after six am and blow-dried my hair. I smiled while looking at my pale skin and my light brown hair that reached my shoulders. My wrinkle-free face and petite stature fooled everyone into believing that I was younger than 45. I loved seeing the shock on their faces when I revealed my age.
After I attached the eyelash extensions, I went to the reception and checked the bookings. One customer was scheduled to arrive at seven and another at two in the afternoon. The bell, placed above the door to signal incomers, rang as I looked up.
I saw a man in a leather jacket and black jeans holding a suitcase. His black hair complemented the stubble on his face, and his chest stuck out of the tight shirt. His rugged look made me believe that he was a biker or a fighter.
“Hi, I’m Matt Reilly. I’ve got a booking.”
I looked at the booking sheet. “Ah, yes, Mr Reilly. We were expecting you at seven.”
“Yeah, I’m a bit early. The plane landed sooner than expected. Hope it’s not a problem.”
“Not at all, Mr Reilly. My name is Ichika.”
“Please, call me Matt.”
“Certainly. Let me show you the way to your room.”
He walked behind me up the stairs because the elevator had malfunctioned a few days ago, and I was still waiting for the repairman to arrive.
I unlocked the blue door and opened it. He stepped inside and saw the single bed against the wall, then looked out of the window and saw children playing in the alley. The abandoned warehouse with the broken windows that faced his window made the area look shady, especially at night, but most guests never mentioned it.
Matt put his bag next to the bed. “Looks good.”
I smiled. “Great. You’ve also got a shower here, and there’s a cafeteria downstairs that serves breakfast and dinner. If you need me, I’ll be at the reception.”
“Thanks. I’ll come and speak to you if I need anything.”
I was hoping he would.
I closed the door on my way out and went back to reception. The other two guests arrived two hours later than expected and weren’t nearly as attractive as Matt. They also had a terrible attitude, which was a major turn-off for me. I wanted somebody who had a mysterious side to them but had good manners and treated me like a lady.
At half-past seven, I heard boots thudding on the staircase.
“Hi. Where’d you say that cafeteria was?” asked Matt.
“Let me show you.” I escorted him and showed him the display warmer. “We’ve got chicken with mash, or you can go for a pie with a salad. There’s still one piece of lasagne left if you want that.”
“Do you have any sushi?”
I looked through the kitchen window and couldn’t see Akihito.
“We do, but I’m going to have to make it for you since my chef already left. Hope you don’t mind waiting.”
“Not at all. I’ll have California rolls.”
“Great. Have a seat, and I’ll bring it to you soon.”
I watched him sit at the table next to the two rude guys. Their obnoxious laughter made me look up intermittently while I was preparing the rolls. I wanted to tell them to keep it down, but that wouldn’t have been hospitable. Months had passed since I had last prepared sushi, so it took me longer than usual, and I wasn’t convinced that the final product was great.
“Here you go,” I said to Matt and put it in front of him. “Enjoy.”
I walked back behind the counter and snuck in a peek every now and then at Matt to determine if he was enjoying it. I cringed when I saw that his facial expression didn’t change because it made me believe that he was tolerating the food.
After he finished, I went back to the table to fetch the tray. “Hope it was okay?” I said.
“It was really good. I enjoyed it.”
“You did?”
“Yeah, you’re a great chef. I can see why they employed you.”
“Thank you, but this is actually my place.”
He raised his eyebrows. “Really? You’re also an entrepreneur? I’m impressed by you.”
“Thank you. And yourself? I hope you don’t mind me asking.”
“Not at all. I’m in IT. I’m fortunate to work online, so my work allows me to travel.”
“Where have you been?”
He pointed at a chair and said, “Please, have a seat.” As I grabbed the chair, Matt stood up and pulled it out for me.
“Thank you. You’re such as gentleman.”
“How can I not be with such a beautiful woman?”
I smiled and kept eye contact as I sat. His brown eyes pulled me in and demanded my attention, which I couldn’t resist.
“Tell me about this place,” he said.
“My mother started this business about thirty years ago and taught me how to run it since I was young. Then, when she passed away, I took over. It’s been twenty-five years that I’ve been in charge.”
“Twenty-five years? You’re kidding? Did you start running it when you were five?”
I chuckled. “No, I was twenty.”
“That means you’re forty-five.”
“Yes.”
His eyes broadened. “Oh, wow. You look much younger.”
“Thank you. I’ll take that as a -.” The two guys’ obnoxious laughter overpowered my voice. “Sorry. I was going to say that’s a nice compliment.”
“You deserve it. You’re quite a woman.”
“That’s kind of you. Where have you travelled?”
“I’ve seen pretty much the whole of Europe, also been to Canada. The States, obviously. As you can tell from my accent, that’s where I’m from. I went on a Safari in Africa before I decided to make a trip to Asia. It’s my first time here.”
“I hope you’re enjoying it. Must be so nice to see the world.”
“Have you been outside of Japan?”
“No. I haven’t had a chance to travel because I have to run this hostel. If I leave, there’s nobody to take over the management. I can only imagine how it must feel to experience different cultures and see so many places.”
“I’ve got photos of my trips. It’s on my laptop. I can show them to you if you want.”
The two rude guys stood up and left. The kitchen was closed, and I didn’t expect other bookings to come in during the night, so I said, “That sounds great.”
We went to his room, and he sat on the bed and flipped up the monitor. I sat next to him and looked at pictures of him at the Big Ben in London, on the slopes in Switzerland and on the Safari. Not only was he polite and good-looking, but he was also well-travelled. What more could a girl want from a man?
The smile on his face as he scrolled through the photos and pointed at the people he met revealed his passion for travel and developing friendships. I loved men who were open-minded and enjoyed meeting people from different walks of life.
“Your family must miss you so much while you’re away,” I said.
“They do. I stay in touch with them whenever I can. Yours? Hope you don’t mind me asking about your dad.”
“I never got to know him. He left me and my mother when I was very young. My mom told me that he was never happy with us and always complained about everything that we did. She never told me, but I could tell that Dad never loved me.” I looked down. “The only thing I knew about him is that he wanted a girl.” I raised my fists above my head. “Yaaaay. At least I managed to get that right.”
Matt raised my chin with his finger. “You’re a very special woman, Ichika. Your father would’ve been so lucky to have you as his daughter.”
He seemed almost perfect. The only thing that would make him flawless was being the long-term type.
“Have you ever considered staying for long in one place and settling down?” I asked.
“I’d love to. Nothing would make me happier, but nobody has ever asked.”
“Matt, you’re an amazing guy. There’s something that I have to tell -.”
As his gaze lowered to the monitor, his eyes widened, and he leapt off the couch. “Oh, damn it,” he interjected.
“What?”
“The time. I have to take my pills. Almost missed it.”
“What’s wrong?”
“I have to take my pills at specific times of the day. Otherwise….”
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. It’s just pills that help me to relax. I need them for stuff that happened a long time ago. This one woman I used to be with messed me up a bit, so I’m trying to get over it.”
He put the laptop beside me on the bed and went to the bathroom. My eyes lowered to the monitor as an email came through, and I saw the first sentence. I had never invaded anyone’s privacy, but something about the tone bothered me, so I opened the email.
‘How could you not show up to the altar? I loved you, gave you everything I had and wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. Where are you? Your family has been trying to get hold of you. They’re worried sick. How could you do this to all of us? I know you had some problems in the past, but I’m not like every other woman. You’ve shattered my heart, you bastard.
As Matt opened the bathroom door, I pushed the laptop away. He sat next to me and said, “Sorry about that. Now, where were we?”
“I wanted to tell you that -.”
The rest of my sentence disappeared as his lips sucked mine, and he shoved his tongue into my mouth. He overpowered me as he leaned forward, forcing me to recline on my back.
Matt lifted up my shirt and licked my nipples, then sucked them while pulling off my skirt. I saw that he was in a rush to stick it in. He rubbed my groin over my g-string while lowering his lips to my abdomen.
As he stood up, I flipped onto my stomach, looked at him over my shoulder and then said, “I like it in the ass.”
His grin told me that he was up for it. “That’s my kind of girl.”
He pulled down my g-string and stuck his tip in. “Ooh. Looks like you’ve had it there before. I like that.”
He was right. The lubricant wasn’t even necessary for him to stick it in all the way since I was stretched. I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes as he shoved his dick in further and clutched my shoulders. Matt penetrated rapidly, making me scream. He groaned. His dick was thick and long, just the way I like it.
After banging me for about fifteen minutes, Matt said, “Oh, man, I’m gonna cum.” He squeezed my waist and groaned as he shot his load into my ass. I kneeled in front of him on the floor and sucked his dick while rubbing his balls.
I stood behind him and squeezed his ass cheeks, then ran my fingers in between them and shoved two of them in his ass. He closed his eyes and smiled while standing on his toes. I spanked his ass and said, “Get dressed.”
“Awww. Is that it? I thought it was going to last longer?”
“I’m sure your fiancé thought the same thing.”
He grimaced. “What?”
I pointed at the laptop. Matt frowned before he sat on the bed and checked his emails.
“What the hell are you doing going through my emails?”
“It popped up. I never would’ve looked on my own, but that was horrible what you did. You’re exactly like my father. When things don’t work out the way you want them to, you abandon your responsibility. That woman was right. You are a bastard.”
“Then, why did you have sex with me?”
“To teach you a lesson. I was going to tell you who I really am before you went to the bathroom.”
“What do you mean? Who are you?”
“I’m a man.”
“What?”
“A ladyboy. I was born as a boy, but I changed my sex after I found out about my father wanting a girl. I thought that he’d come back when he found out I was a girl.”
“You can’t be serious.”
“Dead serious. You just slept with a man.”
Matt turned pale and started shaking. He reclined and convulsed on the bed.