The Asian Market
The following describes an encounter I had after meeting a woman at an Asian market in La Jolla, CA not too far from my home city. I frequented this market a couple times a month to buy items for various dinner recipes. I will admit there are many attractive women shopping there too but I was never comfortable being "that guy" that goes to the grocery store in hopes of finding a woman by using goofy lines or excuses to strike up a conversation. There were a few women that I would see repeatedly and they recognized me too but we never went beyond a nod and a tiny smile. I did liked shopping there due to the great selection of Asian food items and to see the attractive women.
One day while looking for some chili paste I looked to my right and saw one attractive Korean woman that I had seen many times. I always admired her from afar and as typical with many Korean women she was a bit aloof--actually I was attracted to that attitude a bit. Another reason I never really tried to make any contact was her big diamond ring--I don't mess with married women.
Something different happened this time as she passed by me and she actually smiled and said hello. I chalked it up to the fact that we almost collided our shopping carts so she was just being polite. We proceeded to keep seeing each other in the aisles as we shopped and I was beginning to think she might feel that I was following her and I did say something kind of
goofy
that I regretted as soon as I did.
"Don't worry. I'm not a stalker. It just seems since they changed the store layout I can't find anything."
"No worries. I agree. I have shopped here for years and can't get use to this new layout either. Besides I have seen you in here many times and you seem normal," she said with a very slight accent and her smile growing.
We both laughed and went on our way. As I was putting my items in my car she was walking by with her cart.
"See you next week," she said with a smile. I told myself too bad for that huge rock on her finger.
Due to my schedule I did not go into the market for a good month but decided to go to buy some shrimp and items to make lettuce wraps for dinner with my son. I will admit I chose an Asian recipe to see if she was there and to check out the other Asian women.
Walking the aisles I soon discovered she was not shopping today. I was disappointed and then told myself, "
Why do I care she's married and remember you don't mess around with married women."
But still I wanted to see her. I tried to think back what days I saw her shopping and could not recall if they were Thursdays or Fridays and today was Friday so maybe next time I will come Thursday.
The following week I went to the market on Thursday is an effort to see her. After a few minutes of shopping I was beginning to think she was not here today either. Then as I was near the tank with live lobsters I saw her pushing her cart up near the front of the store. Something dawned on me as I saw her cart. She never had much in it every time I saw her. I figured she must not any kids at home and her husband doesn't eat much. Now I was trying to see her in the aisles and then had to tell myself, "
she is married, back off
". As chance happens she turned into the aisle I was in and as she approached she smiled at me.
"Hello. It's been a while. You must be losing weight and not eating," she said with an amazing smile. It actually seemed that she was happy to see me. I felt my cock stir.
"Yes it has but no weight loss. Just some work travel," I said. She looked even better today. All I could think of was how she tasted--I love Asian pussy.
Just then she tried to reach for something on the top shelf and looked at me like she needed help.
"Let me grab that for you. It seems my long arms always has me reaching for the top shelf items in the grocery stores since I was a kid."
"That is so sweet of you. I like tall...," she said but stopped short of completing her words. I also noticed she slightly blushed.
"My pleasure. You should bring your husband so he can reach for items and to push the cart." I was baiting her a little in regards to her husband.
"Oh maybe I should." She then got a little awkward look. "Well actually that is the problem I am not married."
I looked at her ring and she noticed the quizzical look on my face. Then she got embarrassed.
"Oh. I saw the ring and figured you were married. Sorry if I said anything uncomfortable. Perhaps I should introduce myself. My name is Greg and it is nice to meet you after seeing you in here many times."
"My name is Jenny or Jen. It's okay. It was nothing you said. I just put I big emphasis on honesty and I'm not honest wearing this ring. Its just that there are so many married Asian men in here trying to make conversation with me for obvious reasons but this ring does keep most away," she said with a slight shake of her head and eye-roll. "But it's nice to meet you as well."
Jenny was tiny. About 5'1 or 5'2 at the most and about 100 to 105lbs. It appeared she had some breast enhancements but they were perfect for her frame. Her almond shaped eyes were to die for and she had beautiful hair that was halfway down her back. In other words she was attractive and physically appealing--too appealing. I guessed her age at early 50's but that was just because I know most Asian women look younger and she could pass much younger. She was classy in a subtle way.
"I can understand. I was thinking of wearing a ring too in an effort to keep the hordes of women away," I said laughing and trying to brush aside her awkward feeling. She giggled in return and then smiled while looking down in a somewhat submissive way. My cock was getting harder and was hoping she did not notice or maybe if she did she would be flattered. "Well it was nice seeing you again and formally introducing myself."
"Same here Greg. Maybe I see you sooner the next time."
I started to walk away but stopped after a couple feet. I figured it was now or never. As I turned back she was looking at me. "Jen I don't mean to be too assertive seeing how we just met but would you like to go to dinner sometime?"
Jenny smiled at me and her face turned bright red. This was surprising because all of the times I saw her she was so stoic and almost cold.
"Yes that would be nice. I told myself I would hold off for a year after my divorce and it's been almost two years. I have been waiting to meet a nice tall man," Jenny said and blushing again at her admission.
We continued shopping, but now together, and then hit the checkout line. While checking out we exchanged coy little smiles and glances. The young girl working the cash register noticed that we flirting and smiled at me with a knowing look. Jenny checked out first and then looked at the flowers as I did. We then proceeded to our cars. I helped Jenny load up her items and I wish she had a couple dozen bags to prolong my time with her. As I finished I turned around and she gave me a sexy smile. We just looked at each other for a few seconds with these silly smiles. My cock was trying to escape--she had to notice.
"So may I have your number Jen?"
"Oh yes. Of course. I guess I'm out of practice. I figured I was going to join a dating site but this is more natural perhaps," she said with a nervous giggle. "My girlfriends have been pushing me to get out there and find a man," Jen said as she wrote her number on the receipt and handed it to me. "Oh let me put my name on it so you don't get me confused with others," she said with a teasing manner.
"There will be not confusion. This is a first for me. I have never met anyone at the market."
"Really? Are you sure? I would think with those long arms it would help you meet many women," Jenny teased me.
"Well it has but they are all over 70 and not my type. But I will still help anyone that can't reach the top shelf. I try to be helpful."
"Actually Greg I have seen you help older ladies with a smile a few times and found it very appealing. Most Asian men just walk by and don't help."
We said goodbye and I drove home. While making dinner for my son all I could think of was Jen's smile, cute shape and calm demeanor. I was also wondering how her pussy tasted. I decided to text her after my son left to test the waters and see if she was truly interested.
It was almost 10pm and I texted Jenny and let her know that I appreciated that she was interested and gave me her number. Due to the hour I really didn't expect a response until morning.
"Sorry this is not Jenny", the text response read. "What" I thought and checked the number on receipt she wrote for me. The number I used was right. Then another text popped up with laughing emojis from Jenny--she was having fun with me. It was great to see that she could be playful.
Then my phone rang and I saw it was Jenny.
We ended up talking for over an hour. We discussed some about our pasts without getting too much into bearing our souls, which was good. But she did tell me after her husband's second affair she was done. I really liked the fact that she was educated and worked as a sales rep in medical sales. We agreed to go out Friday night--two nights away.
Friday morning arrived and Jen beat me to a good morning text. She also invited me to pick her up for our date. She explained she felt comfortable and that knowing where she shopped it would be easy to follow her anyways.
When I arrived at her house I was in for a surprise. She had three friends leaving as I parked. All of the conversation was in Korean but I could tell what was going on. Her girlfriends were there to check out the American. They said hello with big smiles as they climbed into their nice Mercedes SUV.
"So I hoped I passed the test? How long were they waiting looking like they just happen to be leaving at the same time as I got there?" I said teasing Jen and laughing.