Lovers of Asian Women

The moments of feeling beautiful, knowing He is satisfied
As I thought about this more, it brought back some long forgotten memories. Back when Craigslist personals were still active, I met a woman of Chinese descent local to me. We emailed back and forth for a few weeks and one of our conversations was about how she liked that her body could bring comfort to a man. She told me about working in a small office that received packages several times a week so she got to know the UPS driver over several months. She said she could tell he was lonely so when he invited her over one time to see his sports memorabilia she accepted. She knew it was just a pretense to get her up to his apartment. I will never forget what she wrote, "I knew that if he made a move, I would spread my legs for him and bring him some comfort." Of course it did happen and she continue to bring him comfort for several months until he started to get too close and wanted her to leave her husband so she broke things off with him.
When I jokingly said I wish someone would bring me some comfort, she surprised me when she said she would do that for me. We first met in a parking lot where she gave me a bj. When I offered to return the favor she told me that she was not comfortable taking her clothes off in a parked car. A couple of weeks later we ended up in a hotel and she was one of the most passionate lovers I have ever known. She was beautiful and always left me satisfied.
 
As I thought about this more, it brought back some long forgotten memories. Back when Craigslist personals were still active, I met a woman of Chinese descent local to me. We emailed back and forth for a few weeks and one of our conversations was about how she liked that her body could bring comfort to a man. She told me about working in a small office that received packages several times a week so she got to know the UPS driver over several months. She said she could tell he was lonely so when he invited her over one time to see his sports memorabilia she accepted. She knew it was just a pretense to get her up to his apartment. I will never forget what she wrote, "I knew that if he made a move, I would spread my legs for him and bring him some comfort." Of course it did happen and she continue to bring him comfort for several months until he started to get too close and wanted her to leave her husband so she broke things off with him.
When I jokingly said I wish someone would bring me some comfort, she surprised me when she said she would do that for me. We first met in a parking lot where she gave me a bj. When I offered to return the favor she told me that she was not comfortable taking her clothes off in a parked car. A couple of weeks later we ended up in a hotel and she was one of the most passionate lovers I have ever known. She was beautiful and always left me satisfied.
Sometimes desires become realities
 
I was hired by an Asian whiskey distillery to go to Japan, in their northern alps region for a week of touring and photo shoots with the people of the local villages for magazine / web articles featuring their products.

I must tell you I was shocked I was requested, and I had never been in such beautiful land with such kind, lovely and beautiful people.

Anything I requested was provided for me without question, and it was always beyond my expectations. I did not speak the language, and that said, I was provided a translator. She remains the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life. She was 33 at the time, I had just turned 19.

It was an 18 day assignment, and the first 4 days were a crash course of eat, drink, sleep 24/7 crash course of Japanese culture. My translator was my teacher, and I did what she told me, ate what she fed me and drank what she poured me. Nothing personal, strictly business.

Once we started touring with the photographers, who were multinational, she translated, Japanese, Italian, French, German, and even corrected my English more than once. She was a very gifted lady, and treated me like a child. She mothered me to death.

One evening after a grueling (It was) day, she told me she knew a quiet place for us to have dinner. That is when I discovered Saki. It was wonderful, until I tried to stand up. I tried to keep up with my translator/mom, which was a horrible mistake. Fortunately we were less than a half kilometer from our apartment, and with her holding me, every step of the way, we made it back, both giggling like high-school freshmen the entire distance to our building. Once we got in our apartment, she prepared me for bed, and tucked me in. Then she joined me, to care for me.

We became intimate, and I will tell you, there is not a day, that goes by without me thinking of her and rejoicing each time we chat.

She is now married, and doing wonderful. We miss each other greatly. I have yet to have a lover that matched her attention to detail, or the passion she had with me.

Every evening since the night of saki, was beyond anything I had ever experienced. I love Asian women, and wish I could spend the rest of my life with one, if they would lower their standards to take me.
 
I was hired by an Asian whiskey distillery to go to Japan, in their northern alps region for a week of touring and photo shoots with the people of the local villages for magazine / web articles featuring their products.

I must tell you I was shocked I was requested, and I had never been in such beautiful land with such kind, lovely and beautiful people.

Anything I requested was provided for me without question, and it was always beyond my expectations. I did not speak the language, and that said, I was provided a translator. She remains the most beautiful woman I have ever met in my life. She was 33 at the time, I had just turned 19.

It was an 18 day assignment, and the first 4 days were a crash course of eat, drink, sleep 24/7 crash course of Japanese culture. My translator was my teacher, and I did what she told me, ate what she fed me and drank what she poured me. Nothing personal, strictly business.

Once we started touring with the photographers, who were multinational, she translated, Japanese, Italian, French, German, and even corrected my English more than once. She was a very gifted lady, and treated me like a child. She mothered me to death.

One evening after a grueling (It was) day, she told me she knew a quiet place for us to have dinner. That is when I discovered Saki. It was wonderful, until I tried to stand up. I tried to keep up with my translator/mom, which was a horrible mistake. Fortunately we were less than a half kilometer from our apartment, and with her holding me, every step of the way, we made it back, both giggling like high-school freshmen the entire distance to our building. Once we got in our apartment, she prepared me for bed, and tucked me in. Then she joined me, to care for me.

We became intimate, and I will tell you, there is not a day, that goes by without me thinking of her and rejoicing each time we chat.

She is now married, and doing wonderful. We miss each other greatly. I have yet to have a lover that matched her attention to detail, or the passion she had with me.

Every evening since the night of saki, was beyond anything I had ever experienced. I love Asian women, and wish I could spend the rest of my life with one, if they would lower their standards to take me.
I would love an experience like that. If I could go back in time, I would have done one of those year long teaching English tours in one of the Asian countries. Just to experience the culture would have been amazing.
 
I would love an experience like that. If I could go back in time, I would have done one of those year long teaching English tours in one of the Asian countries. Just to experience the culture would have been amazing.
It broadened my horizons. It was my first trip out of my state and small town. I did not even understand how to get through an airport.

Had they not been waiting for me I would still be wandering their airport.

I loved it there. I loved her, still do.
 
It broadened my horizons. It was my first trip out of my state and small town. I did not even understand how to get through an airport.

Had they not been waiting for me I would still be wandering their airport.

I loved it there. I loved her, still do.
You could have been the real life Tom Hanks in the movie The Terminal. Glad you made it out. :)
 
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