The summer break is here and I decided to pack my bags and head on to the west coast to spend my time getting a tan and meeting up my buddies right there. After days of searching, I found an apartment which was near the beach, and according to the owner there, it was sparsely occupied with mainly professional foreign executives and their families. I agreed to renting an apartment since it was near the beach, and that’s all I care about.
I moved in and stayed on the fifth level. I had planned to go sightseeing and diving with my college buddies, but somehow or rather, they had their plans and I was left alone for a few days. I decided to go for a tan. One thing terrible about this area is the weather. It could be sunny at a moment and stormy the next. And that was what happened when I was out getting a tan. The rain started pouring and I had to grab my stuff and find my way back to my apartment. When I got to the lobby of my apartment, I was drenched and was in my beach shorts. I did get some complimentary looks from some other babes who were out in the beach. Being a former college sportsman does have its benefits. Since it was raining, and there was nothing else I could do, I might as well head back to my apartment and wait out.
As I was waiting for the elevator, a Japanese lady hurriedly rushed into the lobby. she was panting and was like me, drenched by the rain. But what made was more interesting were the clothes she wore and her looks. She was drenched and was wearing a white halter-neck and white shorts. The halter-neck showed her shoulders and a good view of her chest. I had seen fellow college girls wearing this before, but for this lady, because of the rain and running, her halter-neck top shifted lower, enabling me to see more of her chest and tits. Her skin was smooth and fair. Her wet halter-top didn’t help much as it stuck on to her skin and revealed the type of bra and its color. Obviously, from experience, she has a good figure and seems to be a B-cup. Not the breasty types, but was sufficient for a fuck. Also, her shorts showed her rounded butt, a sign of seduction. What overtook me was her demure and submissive attitude. Throughout the elevator ride, she looked on the floor. My mind was racing about how to get her in bed, and how she would groan. I stepped closer to her and began small talk with her.
The elevator doors opened and both of us stepped in. To my surprise, she’s staying on the same level as me. Realizing the opportunity, I started small talk with her in the elevator. Her name is Asuko. She is a 32-year-old mother (32B-25-34) and is here for a couple of months because her husband is here on work and her kids are in Japan. Her husband is not in town and will be back only in a week’s time and following that, they will head back to Japan. She talked briefly how she missed her home in Japan and about her first time being so far from home. I was thrilled, despite her Japanese-accented English. I pretended to ask her more about her family and such pleasantries. She is about 5 feet 5, and being taller than her, I could see a lot down her halter-neck top. This is making me horny. I wanted to just rip the top off and see her B-sized peaks. She caught me peering down her blouse and folded her arms and looked away. I guess I have been exposed this time.
The elevator doors opened at the fifth level and I proceeded to my unit. I think I am so lucky today! She’s staying about 2 units from me, and it seems that the other units on my side of the apartments are not occupied.
I got into my apartment and started fantasizing more about her. I had been with some babes at college, but this time it was different. I was crazy over a mother. There was such an urge in me to want to take her. But how? This question didn’t bother me too much. I could talk her into bed, or take her.