Artistic Japanese Princess
Kayla was an attractive woman in a very simple way. When I saw her pics for the first time I suspected that she looked great when she woke up in the morning and had a nice athletic shape. But let me back up a bit...
I had met Kayla in the usual way--on a popular dating website. She lived in Santa Monica and after twenty years of being a psychologist she tossed it aside and followed her real passion in fashion and design. Her undergrad education was industrial design and she loved designing women's purses and bags and then sourced them in the Orient. She had been doing that part-time for years but now she was ready to go full-time. During our first phone call she had a captivating smooth low-pitched voice that at first seemed a little serious but could also show humor and laugh. We spoke again two days later when I had texted her and she asked to call because she preferred a live voice over a text. During our call she had texted me pics of the items she had designed and her art--she was talented. We made plans for two nights later at a restaurant that she suggested we meet at. The day of our date she asked me to pick her up in front of her building, which made me think that she felt comfortable enough with me.
When I arrived and parked across the street in the older but nice neighborhood I texted her that I had arrived. There were a good number of people walking about due to the restaurants and small retail shops so I was not sure why she wanted to drive somewhere else. I saw the door to the building open I saw a "different" Kayla--she looked flashier than her pics from her profile. Her hair was longer and she did her eyes a bit sexier--she looked great. I could also see that she was telling me the truth about her running because her short sundress showcased her great legs. I got out of my car and she gave me a big smile as she walked towards me. I could also see that she was braless due to the slight jiggle and slightest hint of nipples--looked very inviting. She did not look 52. She had a bit of a princess look that I liked.
"Hello Kayla You look great. A little different from your pics but I am not complaining."
"Hi Greg. You are tall and your eyes are even bluer in person. Not bad," she said with a smile and giggle.
There was at least physical attraction but the next twenty minutes would be important in my opinion. I have started many dates that create an instant erection, like this one, but after a few minutes you realize no vibe.
"I put simpler pics on my profile so I don't get men that are just going for looks. I need intellect to also get me interested."
"Well unfortunately I do look like my pics. There is not much I can do to change my looks--I guess the best way to improve my looks is a hat and sunglasses," I said joking.
"Oh no. You are very handsome. I like a masculine man. I'm not into that," she said as she nodded towards two "metro" looking men with their women across the street.
"Well I will take that as a complement. So let's get going I'm getting hungry."
"Me too," she said with a grin.
I opened the door for her as she climbed in and due to my very low sports car seat could see that she was not wearing panties. I got a full view and she had just the slightest hint of a small patch trimmed nicely. Now my cock was stiff.
The drive to the restaurant was short and our conversation was flowing. I also could not take off my mind that under the thin dress was nothing. She had to know that I knew that. Kayla was a cool customer too--she was not your typical submissive Asian woman but then again she was born here but her parents were from Japan. When she got out of my car she did not make eye contact but made a slight hesitation giving me another good look at her nice slit--she knew I would be looking.
When we entered the restaurant and waited for our table Kayla shifted over closer to me and gave me a nice smile as we stood.
"So am I passing the test so far," she asked me with a sexy look.
"Yes. I can tell you have a brain and a good sense of humor. That is so important to me."
"Okay but what about the rest? Do you like what you see? Let's be honest. There needs to be physical attraction and vibe. Right?"
That was a very direct question and told me a lot about her and immediately gave her a direct answer. Kayla took some control with that question.
"I like. From what I can see," I said raising my eyebrows." I decided to take back control.
"Oh. Well said. Naughty boy," she said teasing me.
As we were being shown to our table Kayla took my arm as we walked. I let her take her seat and she suggested I sit next to her so we could enjoy the view outside of the nice garden. As I sat down I could not help look at her legs--she had great tanned legs. I also wanted to taste her slit and wondered how she moaned.
Dinner was great and there was never a lull in the conversation. There was also sexual tension. After dinner we went for a walk and after a few minutes I took her hand. We were in the Japantown section of LA so I was in the minority but I have had a few Asian girlfriends so I was used to it.
"Its about time. I was wondering if I was going to have to make the first move," she said referring to holding her hand. "Are you shy a little? I think you are. That's okay I think that's sexy." Kayla was giggling from her cute statements.
"Well at first you had your purse in between us but when you switched it and smiled that gave me the hint," I said laughing. "Shy? Depends I guess."
We walked around and I could sense Kayla relax a little towards me. But I did notice that she had this air about her as we walked around. It was almost as if she was showing all of the other Asian women "look at the tall broad-shouldered man that I have". I laughed to myself because I have seen Asian women before have this "competition thing" before.
After a while we drove back to her house and I parked across the street and we chatted in my car. I decided to lean over and give her a little kiss. Kayla was receptive and put her hand behind my neck. I gave her a longer kiss and she began moaning into my mouth as our tongues chased each other's. Now she was really moaning. Then as I put my arm across her body and my hand on her shoulder she kissed me deeper. Soon she ever so slightly pressed her erect nipple into my forearm. We broke our kiss and smiled at each other and kissed again.
"Greg I need to go. I would like to see you again."
"I figured with a kiss like that you were interested. But I was going to ask you."
Kayla gave me I quick kiss on the lips and jumped out of my car. "No need to get out," she said with a smile and a deep sigh.
"Okay. I will wait until you get inside your door."
Kayla walked quickly across the street and blew me a kiss as she entered the building.
While driving home I was reviewing the date in my head and thought it went very well and liked how she took the lead a couple times which showed me she was interested.
Just as I pulled into my driveway I got a text from her checking if I got home okay and thanked me for a wonderful evening.
"Greg I loved the way you kissed me. I had to jump out quick before things got too heated. I'm trying to turn over a new leaf and I'll explain on our next date."
"I did too Kayla. I thought the night ended perfectly and look forward to seeing you again. Are you free Sunday?"
"Yes I am. Do you like sushi? There is a great place close by if you like. I will make a reservation for us at 6pm if you like."
"Sounds perfect."
The next day I thought about Kayla a few times and wondered what she meant about "turning over a new leaf".
