師匠とネット通販_その3 Master and Online shopping _Part 3
師匠はネットショッピングが上手くなった。
でもそれは以前に比べればの話で、彼女は相変わらず三回に一回は変なものを買っている。
今洗濯かごに入っているこの水着もその「変なもの」の一つだ。
これは仕事で使うための競泳水着を探していた師匠がネットで注文したものだ。だが届いたのは生地が極薄な為に肌が絶妙に透けて見えるという、ふしだらな大人向けの商品だった。
「これをジムの仕事で着ちゃ駄目ですよ？いいですね？」
「そんなに変か？確かに股は多少切れ上がり過ぎているかとは思うが…」
僕が彼女に警告した時に師匠はいまいち納得していない顔をしていたのを僕は思い出して不安になった。
「ネットで間違って買ったあの水着…、何に使ったんですか？」
僕が尋ねると師匠は晩御飯の餃子をつまみながら「ああ」と頷いた。
「今日の仕事に使った。お前が洗濯の終わった私のいつもの水着をどこに閉まったのか教えていかなかったからな。見つけられなくて焦ったのだぞ。もう少しで仕事に遅れるところだった。」
事もなげにそう答えた彼女に僕は言葉を失った。
「だってインストラクターの仕事は火曜日でしょ？今日は月曜日…、いや…それはどうでもいいや。あれを着て水泳のインストラクターの仕事をしてきたんですか？」
「そうだ。今日は水泳クラスの子たちの昇級試験をみてあげなければならなくてな。まぁ、仕事としては見てタイムを取って記録するだけだから気楽なものだった。」
マジかよ…
あの超ハイレグスケスケ水着を着た美女がプールサイドにいる水泳教室ってどんなだよ。僕がその水泳教室の生徒だったら股間に生じる異変を隠し通せる自信はない。
「それって何歳くらいの子たちの…？」
僕が恐る恐る尋ねると、師匠は少し考える素振りをしながらもう一つ餃子を口に放り込んだ。
「皆ジムの送迎バスに一人で乗って来ていたから、小学三年生から六年生くらいだと思うが…。」
「その子達…大丈夫でした？」
「何がじゃ？」
「いや、ちゃんと泳げたのかなって…」
「勿論ちゃんと泳いでおったぞ。残念ながらいいタイムが出せなくて試験に落ちてしまった子達が多かったが…」
それはアレですね。間違いなく師匠のせいですね。
「試験に落ちたのって男の子が多くなかったですか？」
僕が尋ねると師匠はビールを一口飲んでから頷いた。
「確かにそうかもしれない。試験が終わったのになかなかプールから上がろうとしない子も多かったな。何故だかひどく恥ずかしがっていた。」
そりゃそうだ。
その少年たちは多分今日見たものを一生忘れないだろう。
数多の少年の性癖をゆがめてしまった事に、師匠は気づいていないんだろうな…
彼らは今晩眠れずに布団の中で悶々としていることだろう。
師匠の無自覚エロスの一番の被害者は僕だから、彼らの苦しみはよくわかった。
aster has gotten better at online shopping.
But that's only in comparison to before, and she still buys something strange once in every three times.
This swimsuit in the laundry basket is one of those “strange things.
Master, who was looking for a swimming suit for work, ordered it on the Internet. However, what he received was a product for slutty adults, with the fabric so thin that his skin was exquisitely visible through it.
I said, “You can't wear this to work at the gym, okay?"
"Is it that weird? I'm sure the crotch is a little too cut up, but...”
I remembered that the master had looked unconvinced when I had warned her, and I felt uneasy.
"What did you do with that swimsuit you bought by mistake on the Internet?"
When I asked, Master nodded his head while eating dumplings for dinner.
"I used it for today's work. You didn't tell me where you put my bathing suit after you finished washing it. I was in a hurry because I couldn't find it. I was almost late for work.”
I was at a loss for words when she answered so matter-of-factly.
“Because your instructor's job is on Tuesdays, isn't it? Today is Monday...no...that's okay, you wore that and worked a swim instructor?"
"Yes, I did. Yes, I had to watch the kids in the swim class take their promotion exams today. Well, it was an easy job because all I had to do was watch, take times, and record them.”
Seriously...?
What kind of swimming class would have beautiful woman in those super high-leg skimpy swimsuits by the pool? If I were a student in that swimming class, I wouldn't be able to hide the strange sensation between my legs.
"How old are those kids?"
I asked fearfully, and the master, pretending to think for a moment, popped another dumpling into his mouth.
"They all rode alone on the bus to and from the pool, so I'd say they were between third and sixth grade...”
"Those kids...were they all right?”
"What do you mean?"
"I was just wondering if they swam all right."
"Of course they swam fine. Unfortunately, many of them failed the test because they couldn't make a good time...”
That's the thing, isn't it? It was definitely Master's fault.
“Weren't there a lot of boys who failed the test?”
I asked. Master took a sip of his beer and nodded.
She took a sip of my beer and nodded.
"I guess that's true, There were a lot of boys who didn't want to get out of the pool after the test was over. For some reason, they were terribly embarrassed.”
That's right.
Those boys will probably never forget what they saw today.
I wonder if the Master is unaware that Master is unaware that she has warped the sexual preferences of so many boys...
They will be in agony under the covers tonight, unable to sleep.
I understand their suffering because I am the biggest victim of Master's unaware eroticism.