What just happened? [remo thread start]

"S-sorry to bother you Mrs. Fukuda but could I ask some questions first before you go?" You blurted the question out in one breath, your heart racing as you tried to accept what had just happened.

Your cock was still out, softening and chafing against your zipper as you stood there like an idiot. You hurriedly tucked it back in and zipped up, feeling incredibly awkward as the smell of your body odour hit you after a long flight. You understood her initial grimace when she'd freed your member.

"Yes of course John , ask away," she replied with a small smile, stopping her exit gracefully and turning around. She folded her arms and leaned against the doorway.

You tried to calm yourself and think logically. What stuck out to you the most was how casual her and her husband had treated it. Her husband had completely ignored her adulterous actions and it treated it as if you were simply talking. She hadn't even waited for an answer before she began the hand job, she had been incredibly forward for the whole ordeal. This contrasted a lot with her demeanour during your short car tri[p here. She hadn't been exactly cold to you but there was that distance of meeting someone for the first time. Then she had led you to your room and given you a hand job, swallowing your cum and treating the whole affair as if she was serving you tea.

"I'd like you to pretend that I have no knowledge of this 'yellow fever' that you mentioned. What exactly do you mean by this and why did it mean that you gave me ha-hand job so casually? Pretend I'm testing you on your knowledge as someone who doesn't know anything about this if that helps." You grimaced internally over your stutter over such a tame sexual word, feeling like the blushing virgin you are. Mrs. Fukuda adopted an expression of surprise, her cute little nose scrunching up.

"Well if you wish I will do my best to explain. Obviously it's not related in any way to the virus known by the same name. As far as I understand it is a disease that only you have which leaves you with an unquenchable lust towards Asian women. And the best way that has been found to alleviate your lust is by doing acting out your sexual desires. Which is why I was happy to help you in any way I could with a simple hand job. Any Asian women would be happy and willing to fulfil any of your sexual desires in order to help cure you. And obviously everyone understands that this is not something you have a choice over. I hope that explained it adequately John."

Mrs. Fukuda was a fast talker and it took a moment for you to translate the Japanese in your head. "Huh." Your brain took it's time to process all this. "When- when did this start? Like when did I get this disease?"

"Oh around a week ago I believe, the news published information about your disease all over the world. you have your own Wiki page and everything. They managed to stifle it with some sort of temporary medicine for some time but since you were already coming here it was decided that it would best to get everyone to accommodate your disease as best as possible." She said the whole thing with a straight face, there was absolutely no indication of how she felt about the absolute bullshit she had just spewed. You decided to leave this line of questioning for later, your smaller brain was taking the lead now.

"So I can pretty much do anything I want with any Asian women as long as it's sexual? How Asian do they have to be? Do half Asians count? And no one minds where I do it and with who?" You was starting to feel more confident as you spoke but it was still an effort to keep the disbelief out of your voice as you tried to pretend this was a normal conversation.

"Pretty much! We are happy to help with any sexual desire you have! As long as they're at least a bit Asian it's usually fine. If a non-Asian woman is well integrated into an Asian culture then they may assist as well of course." She finished her cheery statement with a serious nod.

"Wow." Your eyes were wide and your legs felt a bit weak as you tried to process this. You sat down on your bed and tried to think this through. You remembered a normal week after your birthday, slight sadness affecting the mood of your family at your impending departure to another country. They hadn't been very enthused about you going to another country for the final year of your studies but they didn't exactly discourage you either. Fuck- your sexy step mother and step sister were Asian and you'd spent all of the last week with them. Was this something that came into effect during flight here? Were there negative effects? What if this-

"Are you alright John ? If you'd like I can call my daughter here for any help you need or I can stay if you'd prefer me to help you out again?"

Your spiralling thoughts halted sharply at her words. She was pretty much offering your her own and her daughters bodies to do whatever you wanted. Your cock stirred at the images her words conjured in your head. You had a choice to make and your smaller brain was making the decisions.

[Hello, I'm remo, this is my first contribution and piece of writing ever. Any comments or advice on my writing or the 'plot' would be appreciated and motivate me to keep going if you like this.]