I have been fortunate enough to have fallen in love with, as far as I am concerned, the most beautiful woman in the world. At 5'10" and 90 lbs Kat is a gorgeous little Filipina with long black hair and the brightest eyes. Her body is in proportion to her tiny frame and is nothing short of perfect.
In our beginning our dates were on a weekly basis as we both lived in different cities. Our first date was the best first date I had ever been on, and after ten hours of flirting, laughing and holding hands I found myself falling in love with her. Our second date consisted of us holding each other tightly, as if I had never held a woman in my arms before. My body ached for her, but it was quite apparent that we were to take a more traditional, and less hurried approach to things.
Knowing that my intentions were honourable Kat agreed to spend the night at my place for our third date. I picked her up and as we drove out of town I wondered what the evening would hold for us. Surely the prospect of sex was out of the question, as we had not even kissed each other. I was content to lay back, look forward to an intimate evening of holding and teasing, and focusing on being a complete gentleman. After all, I really liked this woman and was not about to think with the wrong head and screw it all up. Little did I know things were about to take a complete turnaround.