My name is David, I live in Vancouver and work at the corporate office of an international company. Being tall, with decent looks and, honestly, a good sized dick, I didn't lack attention from the opposite sex. Here is a story of how I fucked a great looking Vietnamese girl two months before her wedding.
I met Leanne at work and from day one I had been taken-in by her elegant and delicate looks. She was not tall, perhaps 5'1 at most, but her slim features and high heels that she usually wore to the office, made her look taller than she was. I loved the way her tight dresses made her small breasts look prominent and the sight of her long black silky hair almost reaching her butt was amazing.
Leanne was from Vietnam and she came to Vancouver with her family at young age. While talking with her you would notice traces of her traditional Vietnamese upbringing, yet it was clear that growing up here had provided her with a western liberal influence as well.
We were both in relationships, but it didn't stop us from hitting it off and from time to time there would be some flirting and sexual hinting in our discussions. It made coming to work so much more interesting.
Leanne was 28 years old and I was 36 years old. At 6'5 I towered above her and we wouldn't make an obvious couple with such a difference in height. We did start talking about all kinds of subjects during lunch and coffee breaks. Sometimes we were with other colleagues and we kept it more civilized, sometimes it was just the two of us and we would go into more personal topics. I had showed her photos of my girlfriend who was a stunning tall blond with a stacked rack. I was quite proud of having her as my girlfriend.
One Monday Leanne asked me about me about how the weekend was and I winked and said, "I spend the whole weekend having sex with my girlfriend and it was awesome."
Leanne giggled and since she didn't seem offended I continued, "My girlfriend can get really loud during sex and the neighbors even complained about it."
After that our discussions ventured to the sex topic more and more frequently. I learned more about her sex-life with her current boyfriend and fiancée. He seemed Mister Perfect from her parents perspective, handsome, well-educated, and of course, Vietnamese. Their sex-life, however, seemed a bit lame and Leanne never seemed very enthusiastic about it. Their wedding was planned a few months later in February.
We talked about sex life in university, she was very curious about the number of one-night stands I had. I told her that once the word started going around in the female population on campus that I was hung and good in bed, the girls started coming up to me constantly. During nights out and I never left the bar alone after that.
Basically telling Leanne that I had a big dick kind of broke whatever that remained as a barrier between us, Leanne started to ask me much more explicit questions, whether my girlfriend liked my big dick. Whether some girls I had slept with couldn't stand it, etcetera. Breaching these subjects seemed to excite her.
The Christmas parties of our company were a phenomenon. The company never spared any cost, open bar, great food, a band, always an upscale venue.
This year the party was in a down town hotel. Since heavy drinking was the norm those evenings, it was a common thing to reserve a hotel room to avoid drinking and driving.
My girlfriend was out of town and I had booked a room for the night and with my point card I had obtained an upgrade to a top floor suite. The party itself was on the second floor in the hotel's main ball room. Most people didn't bring their partner, we were focused on letting loose with our colleagues.
Leanne was there and she had left her fiancée at home. She was wearing a tight black cocktail dress and a set of her usual high heels. She had done something special with her hair. Instead of the usual pony tail it was loose and had bit of flowing curve to it. I guess she had gone to the hairdresser that afternoon and it looked amazing.
As the evening progressed I couldn't help myself looking over to her as she roamed the room. At one point she was talking with a few other female colleagues and one of them told a joke or something. Leanne tilted her head back and she laughed. She looked incredibly sexy and at that moment I decided to be bold tonight and try to get her in my hotel suite.
She saw me looking at her and I winked. I walked over and whispered in her ear, "You look incredible tonight, let's go to the bar and have a drink together."
Leading her through the crowd we found a quiet spot at the far end of the bar. While ordering drinks I decided to be direct and asked, "Are you ready to try a big dick tonight?"
She laughed, punched my arm and said, "David, I'm getting married in two months!"
I bent towards her and said, "I'm serious, nobody is going to know. I have a great suite upstairs. Meet me there in half an hour." I looked in her in the eyes and added, "Even if it's just for a drink and admiring the view."
After slipping her the extra room card I simply turned around and left her standing at the bar. I didn't know if this was the best approach or not, but I was just improvising and the anticipation I felt after I walked away was worth it already.
For the next 20 minutes I ignored her and then slipped out the ball room and made my way upstairs. In the room I dimmed the light and poured two drinks.
