Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Pretty Lady ❯ Vol Nine, Chapter Fifty-Three: Beautiful Sculpted Men ( Chapter 53 )

Beautiful Sculpted Men

Takako loved sculpted men. They had to be hot to match her level. Sure, other features were just as important. But she needed a hook. It was like getting your foot in the door. If you have a sculpted body, Takako will turn her head to look at you.

Lucky for her, Takako already found two of them.

The first one was from her home country. She met him two years ago. It was during a music festival. Takako went with a group of her friends. One of them, Junko, had fallen for the lead singer of an up and coming rock band. She had to get him to notice her. The other women rolled their eyes. Still, how could they say no to a road trip? They didn't have anything better to do anyway.

The music festival was only going to be for a whole weekend in Nagasaki. Junko had plans to stay there the whole weekend. For the most part, no one had any complaints. Although, Ruka had to leave early Sunday morning to get to work on Monday.

“Killjoy,” Junko said.

“Hey, some of have to work,” Ruka said.

“Now, now,” Takako said. “We're here to make the most of this trip.” She pumped her fist in the air and hollered. The other girls joined in.

They were going to stay in Kumiko's van for the weekend. Ruka followed behind in her own car. This was all Junko's plan.

“We have to do this up right,” she said. By now, the girls couldn't argue with her. Junko was going to do as she pleased. This was her world and they were just living in it. It wasn't a complete waste. Takako was about to get something out of it as well.

Thursday was the day to get there. The ladies had to wait. Ruka, Mimiko, and Yumi had to work. (Office life, right?) Junko was chopping at the bit to get on the road. She had the resist the urge to keep typing up texts to check on everyone and how they were doing. The woman was happy to be on the road. She was the one who had all of the plans. The girls just had to grin and go along with her.

They made it from Tokyo to Nagasaki before sundown. The whole time, Junko kept counting down. Takako and the others just tuned her out. In truth, she wasn't too crazy about this trip. She was in the beginning. But now…

“Something wrong?” Yumi asked, patting the older woman on the back. Takako turned to her with a bored expression on her face as she tried to force out a smile.

“Nothing,” she lied. Yumi kept her gaze on her. Takako dropped her smile.

“I'm fine,” she insisted. “Really.” She shoved the younger woman's hand off of her back. “It's fine. Let's not get Junko down on her trip.” Yumi blinked at her. Takako rolled her eyes.

“Oh come on. We all know this is Junko's trip,” she said. “To Hell with the rest of us.” Yumi covered her mouth as she tried not to laugh.

“What are you two talking about over there?” Junko asked from the front.

“Nothing!” Takako and Yumi lied. They looked up and saw their friend staring back at them with an eyebrow raised. She said nothing as she went back to talking to the driver.

That first night, Takako didn't hang around of her friends. The girls were hanging in the field where they were parked and talking to their fellow campers. A couple of them were flirting with the first good-looking men they could find. Takako wasn't interested. At the time, she just wanted to be alone.

Takako hung around by herself further into the field. She took out a cigarette and lit it up. The woman closed her eyes and took a drag. She couldn't help but wonder why she was out here on this trip in the first place. It sounded like a good idea at the time. But now…

Suddenly, Takako paused. She became aware that she wasn't alone anymore. The woman slowly turned her head to the left. Her heart started pounding in her chest as her cheeks turned bright red.

It wasn't that hot outside, but that didn't stop this beautiful man from taking off his shirt. She had expected to come across eye candy under the setting sun. Takako couldn't stop staring as her eyes trailed down from his dyed light brown hair to his sculpted abs. The lit cigarette fell out of her mouth. A fire could've started at her fire and she wouldn't even have noticed. She could only focus on his chest and abs.

A man's laughter snapped her back into reality.

“I know that I am pretty, but you don't have to stand there like you lost your senses.”

“Huh?” Takako saw that beautiful man staring back at her. She turned away as her face turned bright red.

“I wasn't staring!” the woman shouted.

“If you say so,” he said so nonchalantly. He chuckled as her face turned redder. Takako wanted to turn around and walk away, but her feet were fixed to the ground. She heard him walking up to her. He reached out and turned her face toward hers. Did those deep brown eyes have to be so beautiful?

“I'm Eri,” he said. “And you are?” She mumbled her name as she tried to look away from such beauty. She wasn't expecting this. Takako freed herself from his grasp.

“What do you want from me?” she asked.

“Who said I wanted anything from you?” he asked. That question stirred something inside of her. His words lingered on in her head even after he walked away. Takako didn't know whether to curse herself or run after him. She put her hand up to her burning cheek. Her heart wouldn't stop thundering against her chest. She had never felt this way before. It didn't help that they kept running into each other for that whole weekend. Her friends could see that she kept blushing around him. Yumi and Mimiko kept giggling and making jokes about them. Takako gritted her teeth as her face turned red.

“Shut up!” she shouted. That only made her friends laugh louder. Takako hid her face with her hands as it turned redder. Still, the woman found herself unable to turn away from him. Eri didn't bother to try and turn her away. He just let it unfold. Takako didn't try to stop it either. She wasn't sure if she wanted to.

By the end of the weekend, the pair had exchanged numbers. They've been dating since then.

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Where did she find the other one? Why all the way in Moscow, Russia. Takako wasn't interested in Stefan until they first had sex in that elevator. They're keeping their affair a secret. No one else could know. Not her boyfriend. Not her sister. Not her brother-in-law. This had to be kept a secret. She swore the Russian man to secrecy.

“You breathe a word of this to anyone, I'll kill you,” she hissed in his ear after she left the elevator after their first tryst. She didn't have to tell him twice. The problem wasn't with shame. She just wanted to have something for herself.

Takako didn't have a high opinion about Stefan when they first met. She didn't but she found him more bearable when he wasn't talking and didn't have any clothes on. It didn't help that he had to be both handsome and lech. However, Takako had one thing in her favor. Stefan was like a big dumb puppy who wanted her attention. He would do anything to please her. All he had to do was shut his mouth and give her sex whenever she wanted. Speaking of which…

Takako pulled out her phone and typed up a quick text.

“Meet me at the Sadovnicheskaya Hotel tonight. Don't keep me waiting.”

The woman smirked as she hit send. She shoved her phone into her phone. The pattern didn't change. She already knew what was coming next. She didn't have to go back to Japan until tomorrow morning. Might as well kill some time. Her sister didn't know why she wouldn't stay over at her house with her and Nikkita.

“It's fine,” Takako said. “You've seen too much of me, anyway.”

“But…” Mai said. Her sister waved her off.

“It's fine,” she said. “I booked myself a room for the night. I'll call you from the airport in the morning.” The woman walked out the door before Mai could say another word. The couple looked at each other so confused. Outside, Takako smirked to herself as she walked down the street into the night. Nobody else had to know.

Takako loved sculpted men. They had to look fit to lure her attention. Now that she had two beautiful sculpted men, she could enjoy them whenever she wanted.

She Gets What She Wants