Touch Me, Mr. Takeda

By Evelyn North

English teacher Jessica and her handsome coworker, Mr. Takeda, have chemistry, but workplace politics and Japanese social taboos are in the way of their relationship progressing. Jessica takes advantage of the commotion at an office party to get closer to Mr. Takeda, and he reveals a mutual interest in her. Knowing that their jobs and reputations are at stake, they agree to meet in secret. The sexual tension is building; how far will they let things go? They both know what they want, but what does it mean for their relationship? Tonight, it will all be decided.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Evelyn North
• Release date: Jul 19, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463323878

Evelyn North

Evelyn North has a love for naughty stories and travel. Having lived in several countries, she uses her unique experiences abroad to weave sultry stories about interracial and cross-cultural affairs. She loves to create descriptive pictures of exotic places and people, and to immerse her readers in foreign landscapes that are full of passion and mystery. She lives in Southern California with her husband, where she focuses on writing and visual art.

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Touch Me, Mr. Takeda

By Evelyn North

Chapter 1

The tub made deep gurgling sounds as it sucked the tepid bathwater down its drain. Standing naked on the slick tile floor next to it, Jessica peered out the perfectly square window while patting her auburn tresses with a towel. Outside her 5th story apartment, the sun had already disappeared behind the neighboring buildings, leaving in its wake sherbet tones in the sky that would soon turn to black. Other windows lit up and the children in the small playground below were going inside.

Jessica sighed, wrapped herself up in the towel and went to her small bedroom, where she sat down on the tatami floor in front of a full-length mirror. She scrutinized her reflection, with its fair skin, green eyes and freckled nose while she blow-dried her hair. She unraveled the towel from her body and attempted to wipe away the sticky dew that was already forming on her shoulders thanks to Japan’s summer humidity, but it was useless. There was little she could do to find relief from the oppressive, steamy weather in her modest subsidized apartment that lacked AC.

She spread the damp towel out on the tatami to lie down, feeling listless and somewhat lonely. It was Saturday and most of her friends, other expats and English teachers, were out of town. Jessica had spent the day catching up on her Japanese studies, cleaning and exercising at the gym, but now there was nothing left for her to do to occupy her time and there was no denying that she needed company. There was only one person she had in mind, in fact one man with whom she was deeply smitten, but he was strictly off-limits. The thought of him alone provoked an uptick in her pulse and a warm sensation at the bottom of her belly but trying to meet with him was out of the question.

Mr. Takeda worked at one of the high schools where she assisted with English lessons. He sought her for her opinion on his lesson plans, something that many of her co-workers never bothered to do. When they worked together, she felt respected and appreciated as a professional, but she also felt something else, something intimate.

Jessica recalled