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May

By: GoldenCojones



Thank you to my excellent editor. 

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I looked across the table at the thirty-something Korean woman sitting with me. Her name was Mee-Yon but she went by May. She was more than pretty with the classic Korean look. Her eyes were beautiful with a gentle slant and deep brown color that drew you in and made you never want to look away. Her hair, styled in a short pixie cut, beautifully accented the delicate features of her face. A small, perfectly formed, nose sat over a small, but exquisitely beautiful and exceptionally kissable set of lips. She was very petite, maybe five feet tall at the most, and I was sure she couldn't weigh more than a hundred pounds. She was wearing a white pull over blouse with a conservative cut. It wasn't high fashion but it clung well enough to accent her small breasts. Snug black faux leather pants clung to her hips accentuating her movement as she walked. I was quickly falling for this Asian angel. And then she smiled. I swear my heart actually skipped a beat.

"Tell me about you." Her voice was rich and full, not deep or husky, but not high pitched either. Her eyes sparkled with mischievous joy. She wove her fingers together and put them under her chin as she leaned forward.

"I'd rather hear about you. You fascinate me," I said. Wow, that sounded cheesy but she seemed to like it.

"Me? Not much to say. I was born in Seoul. I came to America to marry a man named Frank Lister. I was married to him for five years. We lived in San Francisco. Then he divorced me. My friend Chung-He bought me tickets to come to Dallas. I've only been here for three days. Chung-He has been very nice. His wife is nice too."

Her voice was mesmerizing and it was a few seconds before I realized she had stopped talking and was just looking at me. Before I got my brain back into first gear, I blurted out. "Why would your husband divorce you?" I instantly wanted it back. It was absolutely the wrong thing to say, and I hadn't meant it the way it sounded. I just could not fathom why any sane human being would ever not want to be around May. I had only known her for less than an hour, but I was truly smitten.

Her laugh allowed me to breathe again. "He said I wasn't what he wanted." She looked down and the smile slid from her face. "I am not a good woman." She turned her head away from me. She had gone from a laugh to nearly crying in a short moment. "I'm sorry. You can take me back to Chung-He. You don't have to stay here. No one wants a divorced woman."

"I don't want to take you back." I reached across the table and gently turned her face back toward me. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I'll take you home if you want, but I really want you to stay."

With typical waitress intuition, our waitress arrived with our appetizer at just that moment. As she sat the plate of Texas Cheese Fries down on our table, she looked from May to me and I swear that if looks could kill, I would have been instantly stone cold dead. I ignored her, pushed the fries to the side, and took May's hands in mine.

"May, you are the most beautiful and the most interesting woman I have ever met. Please stay and enjoy the night. I want to know everything about you that you are willing to share. If I cross that line, just tell me. I won't push."

That thawed out the waitress a little before she walked away and it brought a small smile to May's face. That small smile was like the sun rising after a two-week night. It warmed my soul and I never wanted to lose it.

May took a deep breath. "Alan, I like you. You deserve to know about me." She paused and looked down at my hands holding hers and then looked back up at me. There was a catch in her voice as she spoke. "When I was in Korea, I disgraced my family. My mother disowned me. My father was hurt deeply. He still loved me, but he had to get me out of Korea. He found a mail order bride internet site and gave me to Frank Lister. Frank Lister wanted a slave. He wanted a maid to pick up his socks, do his dishes, and make his meals. I was not the demure slave he wanted. He kicked me out."

It was a very good thing that Frank Lister lived in San Francisco. I've never hurt anyone in my life but I might not have been able to stop myself from making him the first. But for now, all I wanted was to get the smile back on May's beautiful face. 

"Well, you are in Texas now. We know how to treat beautiful ladies down here and I assure you that I like women and I'm not looking for a slave." I gave her my best smile and she smiled back.

May squeezed my hands and then pulled away. "May we eat? I've never had Texas cheese fries." She was giving the fries a look that I wished she would give me.

As we ate we talked about other things, safer things like what we enjoyed, and the difference in culture between California and Texas.

"Texas is so friendly. Everyone in Texas smiles." May said between small bites. 

I could never imagine anyone not smiling at this woman. "Southern hospitality." I grinned at her.

"I don't want to go back to California, but I have nothing here. I have nothing there either." The smile was gone again and I began to understand a little of what Charley, as we called Chung-He at the software company we both worked for, meant when he had told me about May. My mind flashed back to that conversation. Charley had come into my office. "Alan, may I talk to you?"

"Certainly, have a seat." I had thought it would be work related and I really hoped he had not found another job. The software industry in Dallas is highly competitive and Daltech had lost too many good software engineers to other companies lately. 

"You have been divorced for over a year now."

"Yeah..." Okay, definitely not work related.

"I have a friend staying with us for a few days. I would like you to take her out Friday. It doesn't have to be much, but it would make her feel better."

A blind date, on Valentine's Day. Yeah that's what every man wants. "Charley, I'm not sure that is a good idea."

"She is not a good girl. She is not high class but you will like her. You don't have to treat her like a lady. You are Texan. You will like her." 

Charley's English is sometimes odd and to keep from being offended I attributed what he had said to his English skills. 

"Charley Friday is Valentine's Day. Women don't want to go out with a stranger on Valentine's Day. They want flowers, wine, and romance. I was married for twenty years. I don't know how to do romance."

"May is different. She doesn't need romance, just a friend. My wife and I want a nice night at home."

The light came on. I was going to be a baby sitter so that Charley and his wife could have an intimate evening together. 

"Um, how long do I need to keep her out?"

"Oh, as long as you want. She will be good company. She will be good for you." Charley was all smiles.

So I agreed to take May out, mainly to keep Charley happy. Now I was sitting with this woman and I wanted nothing more than to never leave her company again. I smiled at May. "You have friends here. That is something."

"Chung-He is a friend of my father. He feels obligated to help me since my father died two years ago."

"I'm sorry." Damn, it seemed that every direction I went led to sadness for May. 

"It only hurts when I think about it. I loved my father very much." She smiled again. "He was a good man. He was sad when he sent me away. Not his fault. No man in Korea wanted me so I came to America."

How could no man in Korea want her? Better question, how could I get her to smile again? "Oh, I got you a valentine card." I took the card out of my jacket pocket and passed it to her. I had spent a long time trying to find a good valentine card for a blind date. It isn't easy. I hadn't known anything about May other than that she was Korean and Charley did not really think very highly of her. I couldn't understand that at all. She was funny and although her life seemed full of pain, she still smiled. And she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my life.

May read the card and she laughed. It was a humorous card. Hey when you don't know which way to go, always go for the laugh, right? 

"You're a good man." 

It occurred to me, her English was very good, much better than Charley's. "Where did you learn English so well?" 

"Frank Lister made me practice. He didn't want to hear a Korean accent. He made me get my American Citizenship too. He didn't want a Korean wife."

I just shook my head. Frank was a piece of shit and he needed his ass kicked. Oh well, not much I could do right then. "You're away from him now. No need to worry about him ever again."

May looked down again and tears brimmed in her eyes. "I am disgraced in Korea and now I'm disgraced by him here."

"Nonsense. No disgrace that a reeking piece of shit couldn't see what a treasure you are. It doesn't matter. You can start again."

"You are American. You don't understand."

I took her hands in mine, marveling at how small and petite they were in my big hams. "You're in Texas now. You know what they say, when in Rome and all that."

She smiled at me, but it was a sad smile. "I wish I could stay here forever. I like Texas."

After that, we talked about other, safer things. Movies, music, what kinds of food we liked. We ordered and May was amazed that the restaurant offered a twenty-four ounce steak. She ordered a six-ounce sirloin while I ordered the twelve-ounce ribeye. I have to watch my waistline too you know. She laughed when I told her I liked AC/DC and the movie "Lone Survivor." She liked "The Best Man Holiday" and classical jazz. She liked Gymnastics. I love football. It got to be funny, we had almost nothing in common but we liked each other's company. After the meal was over and the waitress had cleared the table we still sat talking and laughing together. Our waitress had finally forgiven me. It may have been the twenty-five dollar tip. Yeah I had taken May to a mid-level chain restaurant but in my defense I only had two days' notice and it was Valentine's Day. And let's face it, mid-level chain restaurants are some of the best around if what you really want is a good steak and a big baked potato.

"What do you want from a woman?" May's question caught me completely off guard.

"Honestly?"

"Yes. I like you. I want to know what you want."

"Well, sex obviously, I am a man. Honesty. Communication." I was listing everything that had been missing from my marriage and I suddenly felt a little exposed. I hoped May wouldn't think I was a dirty old man. I really hoped she wouldn't close off from me.

"I like sex."

Wow really? She just blurted it out like that. If it had been possible for me to be more interested in her that would have done it. I couldn't help myself. She had not been smiling or laughing when she said it. "Yeah? What kinds?"

Her eyes met mine. "You think I'm bad."

"No, I think you are the most perfect woman I have ever met."

She smiled. "All kinds."

This was getting better and better but it was a first date. I steered the conversation back to safer ground. Around midnight the restaurant began to hint that we needed to leave. When they put the chairs on the tables around you, that's a hint. I looked at May. "I don't want tonight to end. Do you want to go get a drink somewhere?"

"I want to see your place."

I know I blinked. This goddess wanted to go back to my place? She liked all kinds of sex and she wanted to go back to my place. I was in heaven. As we left the restaurant they locked the doors behind us. At my pickup I opened her door and helped her climb in. It gave me a great opportunity to ogle her perfect bottom. She stepped up into the truck causing her pants to pull tight over her round butt. I had gotten a glimpse of her backside when I had picked her up, but with Charley and his wife watching us leave I couldn't really just stare. Now the parking lot was empty so as I helped her up I really got a good look. I was very impressed. Her butt was tight, firm and gorgeous. I wanted to reach up and grab a handful. I resisted the urge and played the gentleman, well other than the ogling thing.

Traffic was light for Dallas but the trip to my house still took forty-five minutes. It gave us more time to talk and we laughed and joked with each other the whole trip. May had scooted into the center seat. As we drove she touched my arm and smiled up at me. Our legs were touching and I was trying desperately to control my dick and not get an erection.

Finally we reached my house. I parked in the driveway because my pickup doesn't really fit in the garage. May found that hilarious and razed me about Texan's and their trucks. I just grinned back at her and got out. I went around and opened her door. I waited for her to scoot over then helped her down by picking her up by the waist and swinging her around. As I swung her she put her arms around my neck. Before I could set her down, we locked in a passionate kiss. The kiss lingered and grew more ardent. May wrapped her legs around my waist, clinging to me desperately. I held her in my arms, resisting the intense urge to let a hand drop down to her butt.

February is kind of chilly, even in Dallas. As our kiss continued I felt her shiver. So, before I really wanted to, I sat her down, took her hand and led her to my front door. Inside I gave her the standard tour. I was glad that I'm kind of a clean freak and there weren't any dirty dishes or laundry lying around. When we reached the bedroom, May surprised me again by lying down on the bed and spreading her arms. "I love your place. It is wonderful." She smiled up at me.

I sat beside her and she reached up and took my hand. Pulling me down beside her, she rolled onto me and we kissed. Her mouth tasted sweet and slightly minty and down between my legs my body begin to react. Her tongue pressed against my lips and I opened my mouth, savoring her kiss. Our tongues entwined playfully. I didn't want to move too fast so I kept my hands on her sides. Lost in our passion I held her tight. She spread her legs, sat down on my stomach, and then, putting her hands on my shoulders, she pushed back a little.

"You don't have to worry about hurting me. I'm very strong," she said softly.

I smiled up at her. "I don't want to scare you off."

"You aren't scary. I know scary. You are just a big silly teddy bear." She smiled at me then leaned down and pressed her lips against mine. The kiss was deep and again our tongues danced together. We were both growing more daring so I took a little risk and slipped one hand up to cup her small breast. She moaned softly in my mouth and then she pulled back. I was afraid I had gone too fast but she smiled at me and reached down to the hem of her blouse. In one smooth motion she pulled it off over her head. Her bra was sheer and I could easily see the dark circle of her nipples behind the thin fabric. She tossed her blouse off the bed and then reached behind her and unhooked her bra. As she revealed her breasts to me I sucked in a deep breath. They were beautiful, small and rounded like small nectarines. Perfectly firm they stood out from her chest with very prominent nipples. 

"Do you like my small boobies?"

"I love them." I reached up and gently cupped them, letting my thumb softly stroke her nipples. She was so small that my hands covered her entire chest.

Her nipples instantly hardened and poked out past my thumb as I stroked her. I was transfixed and I just lay there with her sitting on my stomach letting me play with her exquisite breasts. Then she leaned down and we kissed. I slid a hand down to her firm butt and once more she moaned. She moved from my mouth and kissed down onto my neck. Her lips felt wonderful and I threw my head back. Her hands began to unbutton my shirt, pulling it apart to expose my chest.

"So hairy. You American men have so much hair on your chest. I love it. Korean men don't have much there."

"I hope Korean women don't have hair on their chest either." 

May slapped my chest playfully and sat up. "Do you see any hair?"

I grinned up at her. "Hmm, not on your chest. Do you have hair lower?"

"You will just have to find out." She leaned back down and kissed my chest. She scooted back as she moved her kisses lower. By the time her mouth reached my nipples she was sitting on my hips and I could feel the pressure of her on my dick. I was starting to become aroused and she must have felt it because she suddenly sat up. She looked at me with a mischievous grin. "I think you like that." "I do. You make me feel incredible."

"You make me happy. I have not felt happy in a long time."

"I want you to be happy, May. I want you to always be happy."

"I want to make you happy too." She scooted lower, kissing her way down my stomach until she reached my waist. Looking up at me she gave me a sultry smile and unbuckled my belt. As I watched her she unbuttoned my pants and then slowly lowered my zipper. She slipped off the side of the bed. "Let's get these off of you." I kicked my boots off and lifted up to allow her to pull my slacks down. As she did I finished taking my shirt off. "I think you are overdressed." I said as she tossed my khakis to the side. May grinned at me. "You want me to take my pants off? Do you want to get into my pants, Mr. Packer?"

"I don't think I would fit." I joked with her.

She laughed and unbuttoned her slacks. I was transfixed as she slipped the faux leather from her hips revealing a very sexy pair of panties. Her panties were sheer except for a small triangle that covered her sex. Through the sheer material I could see that she had a thick bush of jet-black pubic hair. She stood up, revealing herself to me then pushed my legs apart and moved between them. Slowly she hooked her fingers under the elastic band of my boxers. With her eyes locked on mine, she slowly pulled my shorts down. I wasn't fully erect yet but I wasn't completely soft either. When she had my boxers down far enough that the shaft of my cock was beginning to be exposed she looked down. She pulled my boxers lower, exposing more of my shaft and kept going. When only the head of my cock remained hidden she looked back up at me. "So big!"

I smiled at her. "I'm a big guy."

"Yes you are. A big hairy man and you make my pussy so wet."

My eyes went wide. I'd never had a woman talk to me that way. Hell, my wife had barely spoken to me at all the last two years of our marriage. I grinned at her. May pulled my boxers down lower and when my cock popped out of the waistband and bounced up and free she laughed. She looked at my dick for a long time. "It's beautiful."

I'd never had anyone tell me my cock was beautiful before and it made me smile.

May stroked my shaft, her eyes never leaving my cock, and then she leaned forward and softly licked my knob. By this time I was fully erect and a little pre-cum formed on the tip of my dick. Her tongue licked it up and she took my knob into her mouth. The feeling was heavenly as her tongue danced around the head of my cock. Both of her hands were stroking my shaft, one low and one high. She pushed lower taking more of my cock into her mouth. She continued to stroke the rest of my tool with her hands. Groaning from the intense pleasure, I watched this angel suck my cock. May slid her lower hand down to my balls, cupping them and massaging them lightly. My sack was too large for her to hold but she gently squeezed one ball and then the other as she continued to fellate me. She pleasured me for a while, taking as much of my cock into her mouth as she could and then pulling back to play with the head. I was getting close but held back as much as I could.

May pulled off my pole. "I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste you." She immediately took my cock back between her lips. 


May



I felt uncomfortable cumming in the most beautiful mouth I had ever seen but she looked up at me and smiled around my shaft. Her eyes were bright asking for my cum. I felt my balls begin to contract and she felt it too. She pulled back until only my knob was still between her lips and her tongue swirled around my tip. My cock swelled and then my orgasm exploded. As my cum filled May's small mouth she swallowed frantically.

I had not had sex in more than four years and all of that frustration flowed up and out of me. Again and again my cock pulsed spewing my seed into May's mouth. She just kept swallowing but her eyes grew wider and wider with each spasm. Finally it was over. I collapsed back onto the bed for a second letting my orgasm subside. When I pushed back up and looked at May, she had my cum dribbling down her chin and her eyes were wide. She finished swallowing my load then looked up at me. When our eyes met, I gave her a wide grin and she rewarded me with a smile. 

"Take off your panties and come up here."

"But you are not ready now?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm ready. It's my turn." May looked at my dick. It had deflated after my orgasm and was lying flaccid across my thigh. Even though she seemed unsure of what I wanted, she complied and took off her panties revealing her beautiful pussy. Her full, dark lips gaped slightly revealing her nectar glistening between them. Jet-black pubic hair covered her mons but was sparse lower down and did not hide her gorgeous sex.

She stood there between my legs looking at me as I drank in her perfection. I sat up and reached for her. Lifting her by her hips I raised her up as I laid back onto the bed. May squealed in delight as I lifted her. She grabbed my arms to steady herself and then, realizing what I had in mind, spread her legs as I reclined and sat her on my face.

I attacked her pussy with my mouth, kissing her sex and tasting her nectar. She tasted and smelled as wonderful as she looked. I let my tongue play with her lips and then slid it inside her, tasting her sex. She began to squirm and I felt her hands on the top of my head as she pressed her hips down driving her sweet pussy onto my tongue. I raised her up gently and let my tongue slide lower until it reached her ass. Her taste was a little musky but pleasant and I licked from there back up to her pussy and then went a little higher to take her engorged clit between my lips. I only held her clit for a moment and then I worked back down, all the way to her ass again and then back up. I changed it up and slid my tongue deep into her, using it like a small cock I thrust in and out several times. Changing again, I sucked her lips into my mouth. Over and over again I varied my routine. As she got wetter and wetter, I concentrated on her clit and I could feel her getting closer. Then she grabbed my hair. 

"Oh, fuck!" May thrust her hips down. "Yes, eat my pussy. Oh yes, suck me. Oh Alan, oh, oh!"

I felt her stomach clench and she flooded my mouth with her juice. I drank it down as fast as I could. Some spilled out and seeped down my chin and over my cheeks. I continued to suck her clit, letting my tongue flick it back and forth between my lips.

"Mmm. Fuck, so good. So good." May sat on my face, grinding her pussy on me and her words became a repetitive chant as she came again and again. Finally she took my hands off her hips and rolled off me. She immediately snuggled up to me and our lips met, each of us exploring the other's mouth with our tongues. I could taste the salty hint of my cum in her mouth and I'm sure she could taste the sweet tang of her juice as well. Neither of us stopped or pulled away. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her tight to me feeling her small body pressed against mine. May moved her hand down my stomach and then found my cock and began to stroke me. I was fully erect but wanted to give her time to recover from her own orgasm. As she touched my cock she pulled back and looked at me.

"You are ready so soon?"

"You tasted so wonderful, it got me ready again."

"You liked eating my pussy?"

"I loved it."

She smiled. "You're not like any man I've ever been with."

"I hope that's a good thing."

"Yes, very good." She lightly stroked my cock. "You're so big. I don't know if I can take all of you, but I want to try."

With that she climbed on top of me and straddled my cock. I looked down and watched as she guided my cock into her pussy. She was tight but very slick and the tip of my cock slid into her hole easily. She slowly lowered herself down onto my shaft. "Oh fuck! You are so big. I love your cock. I love fucking you." She pushed lower and I could feel the velvety walls of her pussy envelop my pole. "Mmm, so good, so good," May chanted until she finally hit bottom and all of my cock was snuggled deep inside her.

May paused then with her eyes closed and her hands clenching mine, holding herself upright. "Oh, Alan, so good." Her eyes opened and she smiled down at me. "Tell me you love me. Tell me that you want me here."

Heaven help me, I did love her and I never wanted her to leave but if I did as she asked she would believe it a lie. I pulled her down to my chest and kissed the top of her head. "May you are the most wonderful woman I have ever met. I never want tonight to end." She looked up at me. Her face was serious as she studied me for a moment. "Thank you!" She began to move on my cock, rocking back and forth slowly. "Do you like my pussy? Do you like fucking me?"

"God yes."

"I am so full. I can feel you so deep inside me. It feels so good. My pussy is so stretched."

She was tight. I don't know that I'd ever had a woman so tight. Now I haven't fucked a lot of women. A few before I married. When I had met Karen, my ex-wife, we had settled down rather quickly. I never cheated on Karen, although at the end of the marriage I found out she'd had a series of affairs on me throughout the time we had been together. None of the women I'd had before came close to May.

I put all of that out of my head and focused on the sweet goddess that was now riding my cock harder, pulling out until just my knob remained in and pushing down all the way. I was thrusting into her in rhythm with her motion and I could feel my orgasm beginning to build. Reaching my hands up, I began to manipulate her breasts gently. I let my thumbs circle her nipples, softly caressing her breasts.

"Yes, oh yes. Mmm, fuck me. Pinch my nipples, lover. Do me so good. I'm gonna cum, baby. Fuck me good." May was getting more vocal as her orgasm approached. She bounced harder, driving herself down onto me. Her hands went to my chest, scratching me. She threw her head back moaning unintelligible words and I realized she was speaking Korean, obviously lost to her passion. May's pussy clenched around my cock and I felt it contract and then gush as she came. It was incredible and I couldn't hold back any longer. Thrusting deep into her I erupted. Together we came. Both of us went rigid. I felt my cock spasm over and over as I pumped my cum into her. Sitting on me she quivered and her pussy clenched. We stayed that way, locked together taking pleasure in each other's touch, but as they say all good things must end and as our mutual orgasm began to subside, May lay down on my chest, her hands massaging my arms and shoulders. I wrapped my arms around her and held her gently. I still had my cock buried in her pussy and even though I was beginning to soften, her tunnel still held me firm. Softly I caressed her back, holding her to me and enjoying her scent and touch. I don't know how long we lay like that but eventually the sensation of her pussy around my cock started getting me hard again. As she felt me begin to expand she looked up at me.

"Again?" she asked.

"You are just too sexy to stop."

That brought a smile and she pulled up, almost all the way off my cock, and kissed me gently. Then she slid off me. "Let's take a shower."

I watched her walk into the bathroom and quickly followed her. God she was sexy! While I stood transfixed by her erotic beauty, she started the water and then adjusted it. She kept it warm, just bordering on being hot, and then turned and caught me staring at her. Her laugh drew a smile to my face and I grinned at her. "You are so beautiful." I said and she actually blushed a little.

"Come take a shower with me." 

In the shower we first cleaned each other up. We had both worked up a solid sweat with our lovemaking. The feel of her hands as she reached up above her head to wash my shoulders was amazing. As she washed me, I returned the favor, stooping down to soap her up. Once she was clean I rinsed her off. She in turn washed my chest and then moved down to clean up my cock. Stroking her smooth skin had already aroused me and as she scrubbed my cock responded. I became fully erect and with every heartbeat my cock bounced. This amused May and she played with my dick as she cleaned it up. She used a washcloth to clean the head and then the shaft of my cock. If I hadn't already came twice her cleaning would have had me on the edge, but with two orgasms behind me I remained fully erect but was not in any danger of blowing my load. When she was satisfied with my cock, she moved down to my balls. Gently caressing them she cleaned them up carefully.

"Your balls are so big! You look like a bull down here." She held them in both hands just feeling their weight. The sensation was fantastic and I bent over and slipped my hands down to play with her nipples as she played with my balls. Finally, she moved on and finished by turning me around and cleaning my back. Once we were both clean I took her in my arms and bent over to kiss her.

"Pick me up. Hold me." She breathed into my mouth as we kissed. I slid my hands down under her arms and gently lifted her up and kissed her, tasting her as my tongue slipped into her mouth. She wrapped her legs around me and put her arms around my neck. 

"Fuck me."

I had to lower her onto my cock and she reached down to guide me into her. As soon as I was fully inside her, she put her hands on my shoulders and, with my hands holding her beautiful firm ass, I began to bounce her up and down. She sucked my nipple into her mouth and gently took it between her teeth, teasing it with her tongue. I fucked her like that until my arms began to get tired. She smiled up at me. Neither of us went all the way that time. She realized I was getting tired so she pulled herself up and off me and I lowered her to the floor.

"Let's get dried off and go back to bed." She smiled at me. After drying each other off we went back to the bedroom and she jumped on the bed. Spreading her legs, she motioned for me to come to her. I was a little afraid of being on top of her. She was so much smaller than me I thought I might hurt her, but she took my hand and pulled me between her legs. I went gentle at first, slowly sliding my shaft deep into her and she moaned as I went in.

"Baby, oh, fuck me good. Harder baby, you won't break me. I want it hard and fast. Come on baby, give it to me."

I increased my rhythm, pushing into her harder and faster. I supported my weight with one arm and played with her nipples with the other hand as I pushed against the footboard to give me leverage. Each time I pushed the top of my head bumped into the headboard with a soft thump. May looked up and started to laugh. Generally when you are fucking a woman, laughing is not really what you are going for, but with May, even her laugh was sexy and I had to laugh with her.

"You are too tall for your bed," she laughed. "Only when I'm moving around." "Don't give yourself a concussion."

"Don't worry. I'm okay." I grunted. To drive the point home, I thrust all the way into her causing her to grunt.

She lifted her head up and sucked one of my nipples into her mouth, suckling on it like a baby. God that felt incredible and I increased my tempo. Harder and harder I thrust into her. The bed was hitting the wall with a lot of force and my head was knocking into the headboard. All in all it was getting pretty loud but above it all I could hear May. She had stopped sucking my nipples and was chanting in Korean again. Her thin legs wrapped around my waist pulling me into her while she drove her hips up in time with my thrusts. We fucked like this for a long time and I felt my orgasm begin to build. As I did May's wailing became even more guttural and turned into nothing more than grunts, then she growled. "I'm cumming. Cum inside me now! Please baby, give me your love. Oh fuck. I'm cumming so hard."

I felt her pussy clamp around my cock and that was more than I could take. My balls constricted and my cock swelled as I once again filled May's pussy with my cum. She and I stopped moving and just lay like that with me above her. My cock softened inside her and she playfully squeezed her pussy and held it tight.

"Do you like that?"

"Oh yeah. You're amazing." I smiled down at her. 

Soon I felt my arm getting tired so I rolled off of her and lay beside her. She scooted up in the bed until our faces were close. I looked down. Her feet were just below my knees. She looked down and laughed as well.

"You're so big. Everywhere!"

"You're perfect. Everywhere!" I smiled and she leaned forward and kissed me.

When she pulled back, she got a serious look on her face. "Why are you so sweet to me?"

"Because I never want you to be sad again. You are the most wonderful person I have ever met. You deserve to be pampered and loved and taken care of."

"You don't know who I am. Take me to breakfast and I will tell you my story. Then you can take me back to Chung-He."

I looked over at the clock surprised to see that it was after seven in the morning. We both got up and brushed our teeth. I had a spare toothbrush and let May have it. Then we took another shower together and she let me wash her hair. After cleaning up we dressed and drove to a small breakfast cafe that was only a short way from my place. Once we were seated and had given the waitress our drink order, Coke Zero for me and a tomato juice for May, she gave me a sad smile.

"I really enjoyed last night, Alan. But you said that two of the things you want from a woman are honesty and communication. I am going to give you both and I hope you still like me afterward."

I couldn't imagine anything that would cause me to stop liking this goddess but I sat and listened to her intently.

"I grew up in Seoul. My father was a businessman with his own shop. He sold kitchenware. When I was twenty-two I met a man and he seduced me. I was still naive but I liked him and we had sex. I really liked it. The man told his friends and soon other men were taking me out and wanting to have sex with me. I should have said no. I should have never gone with them but I didn't say no. I started having sex with almost any man who asked me. A few times two men would want to have sex with me at the same time. I liked that too. It didn't take long for my reputation to get out. If I had stayed in Seoul I would have become a prostitute. I couldn't stop. I really do like sex. My brother got into fights over me. My father talked to me, he was very angry with the men who were saying these things about me, but I couldn't lie to my father. I told him the truth and it broke his heart. I had disgraced my family with my actions. My mother, brothers, and sisters all rejected me. Mother said I could not stay with them anymore. My father sent me to live with my aunt in Gimje in the south. I didn't play with men there, my Aunt made sure of that.

"All of the men in Gimje knew my reputation, but my Aunt kept such a close eye on me that I couldn't play with them. My aunt got me a job in a local shoe factory. My boss at the factory knew my reputation as well and he made me have sex with him almost every day. I didn't mind, I longed for the sex and I was happy to have a lover again. This went on until I was twenty-eight. One day my boss's wife found out. She made him fire me and no one else would hire me. No man in Korea wanted me. My aunt learned that I had fucked my boss and turned against me, yelling at me that I was a slut and all I was suited for was a comfort house."

May was near tears and I reached out and held her hand. She gave me a sad smile and continued.

"My father knew I couldn't stay in Korea so he sent me to Frank Lister in America. Frank didn't want sex with me. He just wanted a slave to keep his house and make his meals but I still wanted sex so I found people in San Francisco who wanted me. But all they wanted was sex. I was married so I couldn't have a true boyfriend so instead I just had people I fucked. I got involved in very kinky stuff, BDSM, Latex, group sex, you name it. I hated my life. I hated Frank Lister. I hated the people I fucked even when I was fucking them. They all treated me bad. They called me names and sometimes hurt me. But I couldn't stop. "When my father died I wanted to go home but Frank Lister wouldn't let me. I screamed at him and hit him. This made him mad and he beat me. I ran away and lived in a flophouse for a few days but Frank Lister found me and made me come home. He began to beat me and wouldn't let me leave the house. I ran away when I could, but he always found me. Then Frank Lister found out I was having sex with other people. He didn't want me but he didn't want me having sex with other people. He filed for divorce and then kicked me out of the house without anything except the clothes I had on and the little money I had with me. I called Chung-He. Chung-He was a friend of my fathers. When father died, he'd asked Chung-He to help me if he could. My father still loved me. Chung-He knows what I am. He doesn't want me in his house. His wife dislikes me. She dislikes me a lot. She is afraid I will have sex with her husband. They won't let me stay with them very long. "While I was married to Frank Lister I worked hard and I am now an American citizen, so I can stay in America, but I have no money and I don't have a job. The only job I have ever had was at the factory and there I spent more time fucking my boss than working. I'm not telling you all this to make you feel sorry for me. I'm just telling you so that you know who I am." She stopped as our food arrived.

I was certainly conflicted, but not in the way others might have been. While she told me her story a pit of anger grew in my stomach. This wonderful woman had been hurt so many times just because she was honest about her desires and her needs. Men had fucked her, but she was the one who had paid the price. Still she was not bitter. She was not filled with hate, except maybe for Frank and he above all deserved her hatred. She was still able to laugh and enjoy life. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted to see her smile every day of my life and know that she was okay. I wanted to be her lover and her friend.

The waitress sat my waffles and May's omelet down and then left. The restaurant was empty except for the few staff and us. Whether through respect or laziness, the waitress left us alone. I took May's small hands in mine and gazed in her eyes.

"Thank you for sharing with me." I started slowly. I knew I had to pick my words carefully. "Now I need to tell you my story." I took a deep breath. "Twenty four hours ago I did not know there was a woman in the world that I could give my heart to. I was married to the same woman for twenty years. I found out eighteen months ago that she never loved me. She used me, cheated on me, and lied to me. When I found out I was devastated. Our divorce was final on February fourteenth, two thousand thirteen. One year ago. In the courtroom she told everyone it was the best Valentine's Day present I had ever given her.

"I didn't want to take you out last night. I wanted to sit at home, get drunk, and not think about my ex-wife. Charley asked me and I'll be honest he didn't do a good sales job. Then I met you. The first time I saw you, you took my breath away. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen." May smiled at that. "Then we talked and you were intelligent and witty and, my God, when you laugh the whole world lights up." I studied her face. She was smiling at me and squeezing my hands. Our food was getting cold, but I still had more I needed her to hear. "When we made love you asked me to tell you that I loved you. I don't ever want to lie to you and I was afraid that if I told you then that I loved you, you would think it was a lie. I don't want you to ever doubt that I am telling you the truth." I took a deep breath. "I'm telling you now. I love you. I will love you the rest of my life. Nothing you have told me changes that. Nothing you ever tell me will ever change that. Nothing you have done changes that. Nothing you will ever do will ever change that." May looked down and a tear trickled down her cheek. My heart sank and my stomach clenched tight. "I think I love you too, Alan. But I can't promise that I can be faithful to you. I love sex. I need sex. Not just with men but with women too. You are wonderful in bed and I could be happy with just you for a while, but I know that someone will talk to me and my pussy will get wet and I'll end up having sex with them. I don't want to hurt you."




May



Wow! She tried to pull her hands from mine but I held on.

"Could you be honest with me about it? Could you tell me before you had sex with other people or at least after? Could you include me in it?"

She studied my face, I guess trying to figure out if I was serious. "You would have me like that?"

"I will have you any way I can. I have never been hung up on sex. I'm not a gigolo but I have had sex with enough women to know that sex and love are two different things. I want you and my only conditions are that you are open and honest with me and that you don't shut me out."

She looked up at me with that beautiful radiant smile. "I promise. I will never lie to you. I will always tell you everything and I will make you the happiest most satisfied man in Texas."

What more could a man want. I smiled at her. "Will you be my Valentine?" Her laugh made the beautiful Texas sunrise that much more spectacular.