Cloze #18 Kimiyo, 42, Day 1 cloze
Thursday September 27
I had met one of the girls I was working on for an afternoon picnic. It was my day 2 with her so I though she would be ready for the close. We got back to my place after a nice afternoon in the park. It was night now and we were on my futon making out. She threw up all kinds of barriers, the biggest one being that a Japanese guy had picked her up and she ended up fucking him the same day and then he dumped her. So now I was paying for his mess. Fucker.
So instead of pushing it I knew it was wiser to just be understanding and give her the time she needed to give me the pussy. I also had Kimiyo, this HOT, HOT older married chick texting me implying that she wanted to meet.
I had picked Kimiyo up about 2 weeks ago downtown one day after work. I saw her from about a 100 meters away. She was tall, slender, wearing a short business skirt and super sexy. My first instinct was to chase, but I just played it cool and she ended up walking in my direction as I was putting my motorcycle gear on. As she passed I opened her with the SD opener (shitagi dorobo panty thief) opener. Hooked and number closed. She was flustered however and rejected me the first time exclaiming that she was married, but finally relented and gave me her contact info.
I invited her out after a few texts, but she was playing hard to get so I froze her for a week and then reinitiated contact. I have found that this is a good method.
After re-initiating I realized that her front was just a game. I guess some women have to play hard to get in order to preserve their pride. It's ridiculous, really, but this is the workings of the birds and the bees in the human species, and in the end you have no choice but to play by nature's rules.
I had now spent the last 5 hours working on this girl I went on the picnic with. I was in no mood for wining and dining. I wanted to fuck Kimiyo.
I dropped picnic girl off at one station and had Kimiyo meet me at a nearby station (so that we wouldn't cross paths). And oh my God, when she showed up it was all I could do to act cool and calm. On the inside there was a civil war going between my civility and my nuts. This girl looked so fucking hot. She shows up in this body hugging short black business skirt, high heels and a tight top on showing how thin and curvaceous she is, and in her heels she comes up to about 6 foot even (183cm).
I'm going haywire in my mind I want to fuck this girl so bad. I meet her, greet her and act like I don't even give a shit. She asks me where we're going and I TELL her we're going back to my place. I don't walk next to her, but ahead of her in a cool, calm, collected fashion. She pouts and says, "I can't go back to your place", yet she is still following me and I am not even reacting to her defiance.
We get on my motorcycle and go back to my place. We get into my apartment and I offer her some wine. I don't really drink these days, but I have a glass myself. I roll out the futon, lay down while she is still sitting on the floor being distant. We talk for about an hour. She is putting up all kinds of walls just from her talk. But at the end of the day talk is just talk and actions speak louder than words.
I invite her over to lay down on the futon with me but she refuses. She says we can't do anything because she's married. On the other hand she is being very flirtatious. Finally I pull her onto the futon and we're sitting up and I'm hugging her and stroking her while we're talking. She'll stay for a while and then get off the futon and go back to the floor. This pattern repeats about 3 times. But the kino is what does the trick. She relents and asks me if she can take a shower.
She comes out in the XL t-shirt I lent her. She asks me to turn off all the lights. I'm cool with that. The moonlight is shining into my room so I can still see this gorgeous creature. I don't fuck this woman, I MAKE LOVE to her, whispering in her ear while I'm thrusted deep inside of her, "I want to make love to you all night baby" . . . . "I like you so much baby" . . . . "Yes, sweet heart, that's it, let yourself go . . . ."
She shutters in orgasm over and over again and we make love for the next 2 hours. The thing I love about married Japanese women is that they are so sex and attention deprived from their husbands they really go the extra mile to please their lover. Even after my third load she tried to suck my off. But I was just spent I cold do no more. However, it was like heaven seeing those black bangs fall over her face whilst my fat dick was in her mouth and her ass was in the air.
Kimiyo is completely dick whipped now. I'm learning that this is what happens when you make love to a woman so passionately. It's like a drug to her. The texts are coming like I'm 911 or something. It's been a week since we've met and she's going crazy to meet me. I want to hit it again, but I have other girls booked for the weekend and Kimiyo's asking to meet me. I hope I can hold her off long enough . . .