Japanese Princess
It was March of 2020 and all we were hearing about was the Corona Virus, which had evolved to being called Covid. You could not go 60 seconds of TV or radio with hearing some aspects from it--number of cases in Italy or New York, closures, social distancing and unfortunately deaths of the elderly. I was single, as meaning no girlfriend and with all that was going on figured it was going to be a while with no dating or any fun sex with some Asian hottie. I had been doing all my dating from legit online dating sites. As a few weeks went by I actually found that I was getting even more "likes" than before from women and the Asian women I reached out were more than happy to reply and talk on the phone and still meet. It was if these women wanted to be in a relationship and not go through this "Covid unknown" all alone.
I made contact with a woman Dawna. She was Japanese-American and fourth generation so in other words Asian in appearance only. After two phone conversations I was surprised how she jumped at my idea of a parking lot date. I suggested we meet at a grocery store parking lot and park next to each other with our windows down and just chat.
Dawna was about 5'1" and petite. With the exception of some nice looking breast enhancements she looked like her profile pics. She had long full flowing hair that was perfect, which made sense being a sales manager in the high-end hair salon product industry. She also had a sexy little Cindy Crawford mole that accented her perfect pouty lips.
As I drove to the parking lot in Huntington Beach I was very excited to see her. Our phone calls had been fun--a lot of laughs and bantering. Dawna also had a slightly low smoky voice --it sounded sexy.
I will be honest I wanted to make the best possible impression so I drove my flashy Porsche--all I told her was to look for a unique blue colored car to keep a little mystery. I know I was being a bit shallow but I also thought in her line of work it was all about image and appearance too so why not.
I got to the parking lot and found an upfront spot where she would be able to see me and in an area where we could have some distance from other cars. I sat and waited about ten minutes when she drove up with a great smile--her hair was perfect.
"Hi Greg. Wow nice color on the car."
"Hi Dawna. Nice to meet you."
We immediately fell into great conversation. We had each brought fruit and drinks and we sat in our cars and chatted for almost two hours--it was obvious we were interested in each other.
"I need to get out and stretch my legs a bit," I said. "Don't worry I'm not going to attack you." She smiled.
"Ohhh. You are tall like you said. I like," she said in a flirty way. "Even though I'm short I prefer tall men."
"Good. So are you really
that
short? Let me see." I mostly wanted to see how tight her ass was.
"Okay." Dawna jumped out of the car being more than happy to show me her tight compact body. I could tell she wanted to keep distance so I stood about 15' away.
She did not disappoint. Tight jeans on a nice tight ass. A very fuckable body and she knew it as she even did a little spin for me. We both laughed at the situation of our first date.
We talked for another twenty minutes and our vibe was growing. We finally agreed it was time to go home. When I asked to see her again she was cool by saying...
"You bet. I like your confident subtle edge. But I need to ask you a question?"
"Sure fire away." I was wondering is the "trapdoor" opening. Things had been going too well to be true.
"Are those your real blue eyes or are they contacts?"
"Ha. They are original factory equipment."
"I like," she said raising her eyebrows. "The last guy I met actually had colored lenses and highlighted his hair. It was a bit too much. He looked like he had done it after his profile pics. He was trying too hard."
"Unfortunately I do look like my pics," I said as we both laughed.
"No I like what I'm seeing Greg."
"Me too. Not to be too shallow but I think you are a doll."
You would have thought I hit her hot button. She gave me a sexy smile and let out a little sigh. I think her panties got wet when I said it.
We said goodbye. As Dawna drove off she blew me an exaggerated kiss and winked at me.
That night I texted her good night and I hit another button. She told me how much she appreciated the text with a couple emoji's giving kisses. I suggested a picnic Friday where we could sit on opposite ends of a picnic table at a local park and she accepted enthusiastically. She also mentioned that while not paranoid about Covid personally she appreciated that I was trying to be respectful.
The next morning I gave her a text to have a nice day. I could tell she got creamy by her response. Dawna was a princess that loved and needed to be adored. She was a sexy romantic woman.
The next two days we texted and talked once and I gave her the address of a spot to meet for our picnic. I will admit I liked the picnic idea because you are really in the "moment" sitting in a park with our own lunches just chatting.
Dawna showed up in a little casual sundress--she was showing off her nice tanned legs and some nice cleavage. She looked hot to me. A couple times when I would say something she thought was sweet she would smile and say "Ohhhh that is so nice" We had a great time and after it was over I walked her to her car. I kept my distance still and it was obvious we both wanted a to have a hug and a little kiss but we refrained--I also looked at this as foreplay and kept the mystique going.
The next few days was more of the same--good morning and goodnight texts and a phone call. I suggested another picnic at the same spot and she loved the idea.
Dawna showed up looking great in some yoga pants--her ass looked so kissable. She also wore a tight t-shirt that showed a flat tummy. The picnic was going well but then I got the sudden urge to put my hand out for her to take and she did so with a sexy smile. We kept talking as we caressed each other's hand and forearms--it was innocent and turning slightly erotic as we held each other's hand and looking into each other's eyes. My cock was hard and I am sure she was wet.
Then I made a move.
I stood up and leaned across the table and Dawna leaned towards me a bit and we kissed. It was a couple short little kisses and her lips opened and we began teasing each other's tongues. Our only contact was lips and tongues.
"I was hoping you would kiss me today. Greg I think you are a good guy. I am enjoying this."
"Me too. I just got the urge and after you used your fingernails lightly on my arms and so I kissed you."
We sat there for another 30 minutes holding hands and chatting. Soon it was time to get going and I got to her car we looked at each other and almost fell into each other's arms. We kissed for a few minutes and I had her slightly pinned into her car with my leg between hers and ever so lightly nudging her. She moaned into my mouth a couple times as we kissed. My cock was raging and she moved her pussy into my leg while rubbing her leg across my cock. The tension was there.
"I better go before I don't want to," she whispered.
"Yeah I hear you. You want to go to the beach tomorrow? It's outside and safe," I said with a grin.
"Safe. Ha. You just want to see me in a bikini. Sure that sounds fun," then she said with a sexy smile.
"What beach you do you want to meet at?"
