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At 10:00 sharp the next morning I rang the doorbell to the Miyagi’s house. It opened up right away and I was greeted by a big warm smile from Mrs. Miyagi and quite a sight! Her hair was curly and pulled back into a fluffy ponytail on one side, short bangs in front, with a few curly strands hanging down and framing her beautiful face. Perfect make-up made her skin look so smooth and radiant with soft subtle touches highlighting her doe eyes and glossy luscious lips.

Slowly my gaze shifted. Mrs. Miyagi’s neck was completely exposed looking so tender. She had on a beautiful full length silk robe like outfit. It was a dark purple with a pattern of colorful flowers repeating all over. A wide pink belt hi on her chest cinched by a big silk sash tight around her lithe body with the sash pushing up and accentuating her breasts. While tight around her body, the sleeves hung very loose on her arms. The outfit was completed by white socks and tiny sandal like shoes covering her dainty feet. I stood there dumbfounded at the beautiful exotic site in front of me.

Mrs. Miyagi beamed as I looked her over. Then quick unexpectedly, she put her arms together and bowed very deeply. The silk thingy hung very loose and with her arms pressed together I couldn’t help but get an awesome view of her cleavage. She stayed bent over for a very long time, then straightening up she greeted me, “Chris-san. Good morning! I am so glad you could find the time to help an old woman like me tend to her garden. I know you are so busy.”

“N-Not at all,” I stammered in response, “always happy to help.”

All of a sudden Mrs. Miyagi became serious, “I am in your debt and honored you would consider helping me. Please come in the house. ” She motioned me in.

The entrance had a small sunken area with a cabinet full of shoes on once side, then a step up into the house. Mrs. Miyagi effortlessly slipped out of the sandals as she stepped up into the house. I stood there in work boots wondering what to do. “My apologies, Chris-san!” she exclaimed as she noticed I was confused about what to do, ”Japanese tradition you take off your shoes to help keep the house clean”

“Oh,” I responded. I bent over and started un-tying my boots to get them off.

“Please let me do!” a concerned Mrs. Miyagi blurted out. She got on her haunches and bent over to untie and loosen my boots up so I could step out of them. Once again I got to stare down her robe at her nice tits.

“What is it you are wearing?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“Oh! I’m so sorry, for not explaining. This is a <a href="yukata</a">http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KYIXRlZSRlw/UcMYJFlGZzI/AAAAAAAAB8g/jXkoQOYAvjQ/s1600/yukata.jpg">yukata</a> , a summer kimono popular in Japan. Do you like it?”

“You’re very nice—err, it’s very nice” I stammered in response.

Mrs. Miyagi blushed, “There, loosened up your shoes please slip out of your boots and step into the house.”

I wiggled out of the boots and stepped into the foyer. Right away I noticed the inside of the house looked completely different from any other I had ever seen. Mrs. Miyagi noticed the puzzled look on my face, “Chris-san, Mr. Miyagi and I are very traditional, so while the outside of our house looks like any other, we had the inside completely redone to be Japanese. Would you like a tour or do you just want to get to work on my garden?”