In case you have not read my earlier works let me review. I am a Caucasian male of sixty living in SoCal and after a long marriage ended started dating. I have always been attracted to petite women with dark hair. I have dated women from many backgrounds but the constant seems to be are petite women with darker hair... and it happens that Asian women fall into that beautiful combination.
This is a true story but the names and some of the cities are changed to protect the innocent-- lol.
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When I first began online dating the vast majority Asian women I saw online in SoCal were Japanese, Korean, and Chinese but then many more Vietnamese women began to appear which I liked because I think they are more playful and fun to be around. It didn't hurt that can be beautiful as well, and have sexy petite bodies.
I met Ann online and we exchanged numbers and began talking and texting. After a week we agreed to meet. Ann was 5'6" and about 115 pounds. She was a girly-girl and her pics showed she had a great fashion sense. She told me that she was 59 but in the pics, she looked 45 and a great 45--that's what I love about Asian women. She also had an inner sweetness that did not match her sexier outward appearance--almost an innocence to her.
The night of our dinner date I arrived 10-12 minutes early but there she was, waiting in the restaurant lobby looking great.
"Hello Ann. So great to meet you. I'm embarrassed that you got here before I did," I said sheepishly. I always try to get there before a date so not to make her wait.
"It's okay Greg. I just got here. Nice to meet you as well," she said and leaned in for a little hug.
Ann was dolled up. Nice snug dress with a good amount of cleavage that was going to be a distraction. Her surgeon had done nice work I thought. As we walked to our table I could not take my eyes off her nice ass and little wiggle. Turns out being a weeknight the place was busy with the business dinner crowd and a few tables of men were checking her out as we walked by--one guy was mid sentence and lost his focus while looking and I smiled at him. The other men at the table could tell he got distracted and looked too. We sat and I was trying not glance down her top.
"Ann you look great. Even better than you pictures."
"Thank you Greg," she said leaning towards me. "Wow you do really have blue eyes. Sometimes reality and pictures do not match."
"Yes. Oh Well. I'm sorry but unfortunately I do look like my pics."
"And I'm glad you do. I also like tall men because I like to wear heels and it makes me feel protected."
Her breasts looked great and breasts are not my priority--I'm a legs and ass man but that's how great they looked. I put them at a nice B-cup, which looked bigger because of slender frame. Her skin was smooth that also added to look. I'm convinced she wore the necklace that had a chain that hung off the main part that dipped just where her cleavage began to make one look. Ann with the way she looked was definitely advertising the
goods
in a sexy but classy way. Ann's hair was dark brown and flowed about 5" inches past her shoulders.
The date was going well. The conversation was going great and we finished dinner and kept talking. Ann then began asking some qualifying questions but the most important one was.
"Would you ever get married again Greg?"
I see this question as loaded because the answer can scare them off or be like honey to a bear. I always answer it truthfully--might as well see what they are interested in.
"I would like to. But also could see living with a woman I love and then marriage if that's what we want."
I guess my answer was music to her ears.
"I'm the same way. I believe in love and romance," Ann said with a cute sigh.
After my answer Ann really began to smile and make more eye contact. Soon she moved over in her booth and smiled at me. I took it as an invite to sit next to her. She was all smiles when I came over.
We talked for another thirty minutes or more.
"So are you ready. It's getting late I guess?" I suggested.
"Yes I guess it is," she said demurely lowering her head with a coy smile.
I could tell Ann was clearly a submissive woman. And sexy as hell. As we walked out we got the looks again and a few from the women. Both of us did not valet park so I walked her to her car. I was a little surprised that she took my arm as we walked.
"Ann I had a really nice time. I would definitely like to see you again?" I was surprised how quick I was thinking that I really wanted to lap up her pussy sooner than later.
"Of course Greg. I had a great time too."
With that I leaned over to give her a kiss. Typically I go for a quick little kiss to see the receptiveness but with Ann there was no question. She closed her eyes and relaxed her mouth. Soon our tongues were engaged. She pushed her body into me and the littlest moans were coming from her that sounded so, so hot. We kissed for a couple minutes and when I slid my hands to her hips and a little lower. I could swear she was wearing a garter belt--she was very feminine so I would not be surprised.
We parted ways and she texted me twenty minutes later that she was safe at home and had a great time. And that she was looking forward to our next date--I love it when a woman shows enthusiasm in seeing me again. I responded the same.
The following day I greeted her with a text and suggested a date three days later, which Ann accepted. She suggested a place near her for dinner at her favorite Vietnamese restaurant.