My girlfriend, call her Dee, is a Chinese born American who came over as a 26 year old married student. They stayed here, her husband stayed very much a Chinese man working in the US while working for international activities and academics, and his wife trying to become more and more comfortable in American culture. He tried to keep the kids Chinese Americans, and she tried to influence them to be American kids with a respect for their heritage. I say this to set up her society groups. With her husband, she shares a solid and second tier grouping of orbiting couples who are very much Chinese transplants, living in American but living in a Chinese setting. And she has a second orbiting group of Asian families that are from a wider Asian cross section, more diverse and sharing more common American interests. Her husband is less engaged in this group, though some of their mutual friends are in both sets of friends.
I met more of Dee's friends from her pan-Asian group as the women were a little more active in US business and social activities. Li (alias) was a thin, taller woman probably about 20 years older than Dee. She and her husband had come over from Taiwan, met at a college in NY, and married. Their money base was still in Taiwan, but in the late 1950s and 1960s, his parents had placed sons in several countries to establish family bases to counter the tension in China.
Li had money, grandchildren, and a husband who was spending a lot of time in Taiwan integrating and settling the family finances after the death of his parents. Li was pretty, but had given herself over to plastic surgeons trying to look like 35 instead of her later 60s. Too bad, because she looked a little ghoulish, too thin, too perfect, creating little imbalances. She was an older member of Dee's circle. Maybe since I am a little older, I was introduced to Li at a lunch and Dee included me a few other times. Dee set up a separate lunch to discuss a financial issue with her and Li. I met Li and waited for Dee. Then we got a text from Dee saying she was delayed, keep talking. We did lunch, no Dee and not done discussing. Li said she had access to the concierge lounge and suggested going there to wait for Dee. As I said, she has money, clout and probably high end status with most chains.
During our discussions, she kept opening more personally to me, implying and then stating her emotional distance from her husband. No divorce, just a comfortable global family lifestyle. She warmed up and I touched her hand offering a sense of support. I withdrew, but she placed her other hand on mine and held my hand. Well the conversation went forward and I found myself finding some beauty in her sculpted face. I realized her figure was evident in the camisole under her expensive jacket. Her hanging tits were swaying and I found I was aware of the pattern of her breasts writing on her family front. Probably hanging and empty, but there was a nice shape there. The concierge hostess brought an envelope to Li. Li smiled, pulled my hand, and asked me to "Come."
I did. A little horny, confused between hopeful and askance, but I went with her. She turned down the hall, found the room and withdrew a card key, slipping it into the lock and opening the door. She reached for me, as if I would flee, and I followed her into the nice room. Closing the door, she turned, made eye contact for the first time since leaving the lounge, held both hands and pleaded, "Please."
I kissed her lightly and was pleased as she opened her mouth and her strong tongue pushed through my lips and pressed on my tongue, twirling and twisting. We hugged lightly, then more closely. We kissed and she ground into me, my cock stirring. I had let her lead this, and now we stood still, in the hallway, not progressing into the room...toward the bed... I led, kissed her and released the hug. As she stood back. I rubbed her neck, kissed her neck, and fondled her breast. She liked the neck kiss and flinched when I cupped her breast. So I kissed more, and fondled gently feeling for her nipple. She had had some implants at some time. Too bad as I am a natural breast guy. But, she relaxed, and moved under my kisses, and I took off her jacket. We broke while I went to hang up it up. No need to hurry. I realized this was the first time I had seen her arms and realized she was toned, thin. Clear alabaster skin with a minimal sense of aging. Very nice. I untucked her family and slipped my hands up under to hold her breasts. Her lace bra felt nice and her nipples had begun to harden. Nice. The cam I came off, got hung up, and then unzipped the skirt. Her big girl panties were frilly, matching the bra. She stood there in her pantyhose, panties and bra, thin, shapely, and flushed for sex. I kneel the down in front of her and held her close, breathing in her scent. Her hands clasped my head and pulled me to her. My hands were cupping her ass cheeks, sort of flat, long but nice. I slipped her stockings down; she stepped out as I slipped them off her feet. I kneaded her ass while I kissed he groin area. She spread her feet a bit and kissed her lower groin, near her clit. The navy blue lace created a lattice over her bare skin. She had either shaved, or just did not have much hair.
Standing up, I kissed the swell of her enhanced breast, pulling her straps down. I stood back to admire her. "You are beautiful. sexy and very beautiful. And she was. Tall, slender, no fat, a little sagging, moderate breasts, sexy navy blue lingerie, dark black hair with a few strands of silver hair, and essentially pretty facial structure. Now alive with a little passion and hope. She was beautiful and sexy. Very. I started to undress and she took her chance to take the lead. She enjoyed unleashing my cock...not too big, not too hard, but available. She seemed satisfied.
I pushed her gently onto the bed, and lay down next to her. I rubbed her skin still covered in her lingerie. I pulled off her panties, and rubber her she had not shaved, but had the merest trace of soft hair. "Dee said you like shaved, but I thought this was ok." I was jolted awake. Dee, damn, when was she to be here. "She is not joining us, though that would be interesting." I had been set up.