Late May
I suggest you please read and hopefully enjoy my story "I Rub an Asian MILF the Right Way" as a prelude to this story.
That is the story of how I met and bedded Akiko, a Japanese MILF who owned and operated a dry cleaners near my house.
Several weeks after Akiko got her first massage from me and we spent our first night together I took her to Las Vegas for a long weekend.
I had other women in my life and I will share their stories later but Akiko became my utility player, so to speak. When I had a gap in my schedule, I'd text her and ask her if she was available for dinner or if she wanted a massage. Akiko closed her store at 7pm weeknights and she could be at one of the hotels or at my house in less than half an hour. Ten minutes after that we'd be in the bathtub, the hot tub or I would have her nude on my massage table.
As for Lisa (see my story on becoming a Massage Instructor), I had calendared all of our weekends and Tuesday nights, so they were sacrosanct.
Monica, my Maid (read those stories too) had my mornings covered starting with her welcoming blow job and swallow and more sex during the day if I worked from home.
So, here it is late May and I was getting a lot of tight, wet and oh so willing pussy, plus blowjobs and anal sex too.
I ate a lot of pussy too, and was it ever appreciated by the ladies.
I would start with a nice massage and then on the flip, eat dessert and they loved it.
Taking those massage classes was the best thing I ever did.
As for Akiko, she never said no to anything I proposed or did sexually.
Each time we were together I took her in all of her holes.
Akiko understood my desires and fulfilled them, lovingly.
But it wasn't all her give and me take.
I sat down with her on several occasions and reviewed the financials books of her business and discussed marketing and profit strategies with her.
Like most retailers, she did not have an outreach strategy; she had a "if you open the doors, they will come" mindset.
It was sort of the Field of Dreams thing. Well, I've been to Dyersville, Iowa and not that many people show up, especially for the six months of the year the diamond is covered with snow.
From a business perspective, I knew that Akiko could survive, possibly, on that strategy, but she would never thrive with it.
I questioned her being open for so many hours and had her start tracking the revenue per hour to see if it made sense to open later or close earlier.
I asked, "Why open up at 7am if your first customer doesn't show up for two more hours?"
When she pushed back saying "I have a few customers that drop off stuff early on their way to work," I said "We can do a drop box just like the library does. You can text them pictures of their clothes showing them you received them."
I suggested that she consider leasing a clean, used van, slap a logo on it and do local pickup and delivery for corporate offices, reaching out to busy professionals and helping them by providing increased convenience.
She could also pick up and deliver to her customers, at a higher price.
I also suggested just doing the actual dry cleaning four days a week and not five, reducing utility and payroll costs.
Even though it would cost her a couple of points, I also convinced her to go to all credit card/debit card payments to avoid cash theft and to improve accounting efficiency.
We started scouting for a second location.
We also did a quick survey of prices and I recommended she raise prices.
The financial impact of these changes was huge.
What happened is her volume increased and so did her revenue and profits.
So much so that Akiko was able to hire a manager to work in and close the store on most Saturdays and Mondays.
This allowed Akiko to take some weekend trips with me, something she was never able to do before.
She'd been chained to the store for years, no wonder she never said no to any of my requests to meet up with her. I was a bright light for her.
We flew to Las Vegas one Friday night in May and stayed at a brand new hotel.
I picked it because it had an adult, European pool and I wanted to show Akiko off.
I know, shame on me for expanding her boundaries, geographical and sexual.
We were consulting adults and she had the power to say no or stop at anytime.
She never did, I think she enjoyed knowing that I would never hurt her or make her feel embarrassed or frightened.
Now, even though she used the word Master when she addressed me, she only did that when we were alone.
Other times she would call me Jack, or use a term of endearment like lover, sweetheart, sugar or honey.
When we had business discussions, she was the owner and I was her advisor; she often told me my ideas were full of shit (her exact language) or fucking stupid (also her exact language).
I never feared pushing her because I knew she could push back with the best of them.
So, what I would do is break the tension and we would make small bets on the outcome of my business ideas versus her status quo thinking.
This made it a game and we both loved to play it. I won a majority of our small bets.
Before we left for the airport to fly to Las Vegas I told Akiko "You will be nude or close to it the entire weekend. I won't let you get sunburned."
I did not provide details because she trusted me.
She kissed me and said, "If that will please you Master, I am happy to do it."
I told her "You have a great body and I want to show you off."
Akiko beamed at the compliment and kissed me again, deeply.
I was working to build her self confidence, as a business owner and as a woman.
While we were flying, Akiko turned to me and said, "Master, you seem more tired these days. Perhaps you should consider hiring a driver, a town car or a limo to take you to your client locations. That way you will not be so tired from driving and you will be able to use the car pool lane."
And, she whispered into my ear, "That means you will have more time and energy for me."
I thought what a great idea and told her so.
She smiled and said to me, "I care deeply for you and only want the very best for my Master."
