oykib
01-17-2006, 07:43 AM
[boring exposition]A new woman started working at my school the other day.
A guy I've known for a while and I had both been to *hostess bars recently. Upon hearing about them, two of the women at my job, both of whom are somewhat new to Japan expressed interest in going.
As it's somewhat odd to bring women to hostess bars, I went to the hostess bar of of woman I know to let her know a day ahead of time.[/boring exposition]
This woman has huge breasts. Not just huge for Japan, either. We're talking a 5'3" woman, who weighs about 102 lbs, with what have to be Ds, at least.
Being the manager of a hostess club, she can generally be counted on to show them off to best effect. I knew this going in. I've known her for years.
Today, I went in and turned into a fifteen year old at Stifler's mom's house. I'm stammering out my shitty Japanese and I can't draw my eyes away from that perfect expanse of bosom.
I'm thirty years old already for goodness's sake. When am I going to be able to look her in the eyes or at least complete a coherent sequence of sentences while oogling her goods?
Hell, I don't even consider myself a breast man...
*hostess bar - common Asian nighttime establishment that usually features attractive women that help salarymen relieve stress by laughing at said salarymen's stupid jokes and commiserating with them about the stupidity of their bosses and/or clients, etc.
Hostesses are usually scantily, although not scandalously clad. And one is not allowed to take liberties with them. The bars charge a seating fee, but it's all you can drink beer or house bottle of whiskey or shochu after that, as well as free karaoke and candy/snacks. They are more commonly called "snacks" in Japan.
A guy I've known for a while and I had both been to *hostess bars recently. Upon hearing about them, two of the women at my job, both of whom are somewhat new to Japan expressed interest in going.
As it's somewhat odd to bring women to hostess bars, I went to the hostess bar of of woman I know to let her know a day ahead of time.[/boring exposition]
This woman has huge breasts. Not just huge for Japan, either. We're talking a 5'3" woman, who weighs about 102 lbs, with what have to be Ds, at least.
Being the manager of a hostess club, she can generally be counted on to show them off to best effect. I knew this going in. I've known her for years.
Today, I went in and turned into a fifteen year old at Stifler's mom's house. I'm stammering out my shitty Japanese and I can't draw my eyes away from that perfect expanse of bosom.
I'm thirty years old already for goodness's sake. When am I going to be able to look her in the eyes or at least complete a coherent sequence of sentences while oogling her goods?
Hell, I don't even consider myself a breast man...
*hostess bar - common Asian nighttime establishment that usually features attractive women that help salarymen relieve stress by laughing at said salarymen's stupid jokes and commiserating with them about the stupidity of their bosses and/or clients, etc.
Hostesses are usually scantily, although not scandalously clad. And one is not allowed to take liberties with them. The bars charge a seating fee, but it's all you can drink beer or house bottle of whiskey or shochu after that, as well as free karaoke and candy/snacks. They are more commonly called "snacks" in Japan.