Neighborhood Restaurant Surprise - Kimi

I - The Meeting

In the neighborhood restaurant I frequented weeknights after work, I had developed a friendly relationship with several of the college kids who worked as servers. Always having been attracted to the most feminine and petite of girls, dark, almond shaped eyes being a super plus, I was very pleased when Crystal introduced Kimi, a trainee who was working her first shift.
Crystal was likely around 20 and cute as can be with a warm smile and the most welcome habit of touching me on the shoulder when talking with me at my table. And, even with her trainee working in her shadow, she was relaxed and flirtatious as always. Kimi just stood behind and blushed with an innocent shyness while we visited.

These girls knew well that a forty year old business owner could afford to tip well when given extra care. But frankly, there was more sincerity in the staffs’ friendliness than calculating behavior. Most of these girls were smart, from small towns in the area and had to work hard to afford college. They weren’t hardened and cynical, or spoiled, as many of the city girls were who came to town to university.
Kimi was obviously a bit different from the other girls in that she was clearly Asian and from the limited words she spoke, I could tell she was not reared in the U.S. but must have come from overseas to attend school. She couldn’t have been more like the fantasy girl I’ve long held secretly in my mind. Barely over five feet tall, if that, with long black hair, smooth olive complexion, thin build, and pretty face. My immediate guess was that she was from the Philippines and that turned out to be correct, making a great conversation starter at our first meeting.

Crystal treated me well as her customer but I wanted to have an opportunity to talk with Kimi alone. Nothing with Crystal or the current had ever gone beyond innocent flirtation and friendship but in past years I had taken several of the girls as no-strings-attached young lovers.
Some of them seemed to enjoy spending some time with an older and more experienced man while others were clearly looking for a father figure. Either way, I’d had a lot of fun over the years with sexy young college girls who worked at this great little restaurant and bar.
I got my chance to talk with Kimi for a few moments later in the evening when she was refreshing my drink while her minder was delivering entrees to a table across the room.
After introducing myself again by first name, I asked Kimi, “Are you from the Philippine Islands?”
“Yes,” came the small voice and slightly shy answer followed by a pretty smile.
“Are you here to attend university?” I asked.
“Yes, I’m studying English,” Kimi answered flawlessly with little a very light accent.
“I’m impressed that your English is so clear. You must have studied very hard,” I told her.

She was complimented and grinned widely with eyes that smiled brightly and told me that she had studied since primary school in an all English school in her country. She also let me know that she was working on a graduate degree in English as she had already completed undergraduate work in Singapore.
I was very impressed and let her know. She was appreciative and it was clear that we had hit it off well. But, at about that time Crystal returned to mind her trainee slave for the evening and that was all the conversation I was able to make with Kimi until later.
As prepared to leave, donning my coat and hat, I made sure that I had one of my business cards ready. I’d written a brief note about how I’d like to learn more about the Philippines and Singapore and included my personal email address.

Fortunately I was able to slip the card to Kimi without being seen by the other staff as she stopped by the table to say goodbye while I stood. I had learned from past romances that letting the others know was a deal killer as they would all talk, tease, and embarrass each other.
At home, I could not get Kimi out of my mind. She had been wearing the standard black jeans the waitresses wear with a polo-type shirt that made clear that she was thin with matching a-cup breasts. I’ve always had a thing for lacy lingerie, as well as small girls, and think that most lingerie looks better on them than on larger and more buxom girls. Kimi was perfect in that she had a very small body topped by a very feminine, pretty face and long lush hair. I just wanted to pick her up with her knees over one arm and her shoulders over the other. Having a sweet, tiny woman in my arms with her hands locked behind my neck and looking into my eyes really get me going.

While I pictured this in my mind’s eye, with Kimi as the darling young lady, I began to wonder if I’d hear from her by email or have to keep working on her with dinner visits.
I went to bed and began to work my cock over thinking about Kimi and just what I’d like to do with her if given the chance.

II – The Date

The next afternoon upon returning to my office I was excited to find an email from Kimi. Just like her stature, it was short and sweet.
“Jack, I would be happy to tell you more about Singapore. I was in University there for three years and then taught in an English school for boys for two years before coming to the USA to pursue a graduate degree. An upper level degree is needed if one wishes to become an administrator in a school or wishes to teach at a college level,” she wrote.
“My schedule is very busy with work and school but I do have Noon to late afternoons free. Call or email and we will get together,” she added leaving her cell number.
It was just that time of day so I did call and we agreed to meet the following day for lunch at a downtown place near my office. I was sure to clear my schedule for the afternoon just in case we hit it off and wanted talk all day – or do much more.

And so after another night of masturbating to images of Kimi, I was waiting in the bistro at Noon for her arrival.
Having deduced from the maturity of her email and the previous years of schooling and work that Kimi was a bit older than most of the other college girls she worked with, I was already more at ease at how to handle our meeting. She was likely not so naïve to see our lunch as something other than a date, which it was. This had been a problem in the past with very young college girls; they seemed to assume that I wanted to be their guidance counselor!

So I was doubly pleased to note that when Kimi arrived, she was not dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. She was dressed for a date and she looked great. My fantasies could not have improved upon her presentation. She was wearing a black leather skirt that fell to just above her knees, sexy medium height heals, and a deliciously seductive satin top of dark green with a Mandarin-style collar – how could she have known that was one of my hot buttons!?
The opening beneath the collar button was cut low enough that when she moved it opened to show her smooth olive skin well down to a cleavage level. And I did take a good enough look to glimpse a dark, very feminine and lacy bra as we greeted each other with a tentative quick embrace.

Clearly we were on a date and clearly Kimi was a confident, beautiful, super petite Asian of the highest order. I soon learned from her about what a fashion hub Singapore is and how dressing up and being out on the town is the daily thing for young singles and couples. She told me how much the over-casual sloppiness of American college students had surprised her when she first arrived a few months earlier.
As we dined we clearly hit it off and chemistry was in full evidence. Before long I was holding Kimi’s hand over the top of the small table. And best of all, witty banter with laughter was at a high level.
As an aside, the lack of wit and self-assurance is the one thing that seemed to be absent with other college age women I’d dated. They could certainly be fun, were unmatched in looks, and would try almost anything in bed but, they had mostly been too boring in general to ever consider them for anything other than sexy fun. I’d never lead any of them on to think otherwise and they had seemed satisfied with that role.

Now I sat across from a petite beauty with long black shining hair, nice almond shaped eyes, a sexy smile and a tiny thin body that had a brain on top that was smart, confident, and very importantly, understood and enjoyed being feminine and sexy.
Neither of us wanted lunch to end but as it approached 2 pm and the bistro was mostly empty, it was time to take action. I suggested that I give her a tour of the city as she had seen almost nothing being busy with school and work and knowing no other natives well.

She was agreeable and the next hour found us driving to various sites but looking from the car as it was quite cold outside. As we traveled and talked, Kimi was openly flirting and often holding my hand, touching me the arm, and leaning closer to me as she had removed a she and sat with one leg in the seat under the other. In so doing her skirt was high enough on her thigh to give me another unexpected thrill. I could spy a bit of lace that implied stockings instead of utilitarian, and disliked pantyhose.
I was having a hard time in more than a physical sense. I was finding it difficult to concentrate on what she was saying as all I could think of was: “finally, the girl of my dreams in looks and smarts who also likes being feminine and dressing the part.”

As three o’clock rolled around I took a chance and suggested I show her the town from my condo which is on the 9th floor of the only residential high rise in town. I was a bit concerned that she would think me too forward so I made a big pitch about how we can go to the lounge on the top floor and see the entire city. I need not have made such a pitch because she was immediately receptive to the idea when I first brought it up. As we drove to my building I thought: “there you go again, almost talking yourself out of the sale. Shut up and be confident, she is smart and knows to give a sign when she has differing ideas.”
So I decided just to take it easy and let come what may. And it did quickly.

I parked the car in the underground garage and we entered the elevator from the garage lobby. Within a moment of movement, Kimi was directly next to me pressing up against my body. The warmth was fabulous and this was the closest we had yet been to one another. And, as I looked down at her she was looking up at me with a glowing face, sparkling eyes and a nervous smile. I was about to lean down and kiss her just the elevator stopped on my floor. Instead, we stepped out joined at the hip and laughing – it was a good ice breaker for whatever ice remained.
I made us each a drink and she requested to try the American bourbon that I’d told her, during lunch, that I so enjoy. We sipped as we stood before the floor to ceiling windows of my home looking out over the city dressed in its winter grays. I had my hand on the small of her back and she had one hand on my arm. We stood and enjoyed being next to each other for some time using our drinks as props to dilute any awkwardness.
Finally I asked Kimi when she needed to be at work.

“I made arrangements to go in late since we were meeting today,” she said as she smiled knowing that this fact made clear her hope that we would be together for the day. “I do not need to arrive until 7 o’clock at the earliest, 8 o’clock at the latest. They are going to train me on how to close so I’ll be there very late. It all worked out well,” she added.
“Kimi,” I said to her while looking into her dark eyes, “I could not have imagined that today would have been so wonderful. I’m at a loss as to what to say and I hope I’m not misreading a relaxed good time for more than it is but, I am mesmerized by you and a bit shocked at how much so.”

At this point, Kimi acted the older, mature party of our duo and put her drink down, reached up with two hands and pulled me by the back of my neck toward her waiting lips. Our kiss began soft and tender turning rapidly to a passionate tongue dance. My hands were all over her back and hers were alternating between the back of my head and the sides of my face. Her touch was as overpowering as her kiss and we were both moved into the world of sensation and pleasure.

III – Sensation and Pleasure

Quickly we had tumbled onto the sofa with this gorgeous Filipina straddling my lap, her leather skirt now bunched at a waist high level and yes, they were black stay-up stocking with lace tops. My hands were all over her back, the back of her legs and rubbing her ass through the black satin of her panties.
She was leaning into me and now her head was just slightly higher than mine. And as our tongues fought for contact in a constantly changing kiss, her gorgeous dark hair enveloped my face trapping the heat of our faces in dark, lustful cocoon.
I moved to her neck and ear with my lips and probing tongue and found her arching her back with sensation as I kissed, licked and nibbled on her ear lobe and neck. As I continued this I began to pull her blouse from skirt to pull it off. Sensing this she made the job much easier by quickly unbuttoning the collar button.
As the collar came open Kimi tossed her head back swinging her thick black hair back. I pulled her blouse open wider and it dropped off of her shoulders revealing the lacy black demi-bra that I’d admired upon our meeting.

We continued kissing as my hands moved to her chest and began to massage her breasts and stimulate her small nipples under the bra.
Having mentioned that I love lingerie, I’d much rather a woman leave one a sexy bra than to take it off and this seemed to be fine with Kimi as she made no effort to remove it as I pulled it down slightly and brought my tongue to her nipple. One at a time I stimulated them all the while squeezing her ass and the back of her legs on the smooth skin between her panties and stockings.
Kimi’s eyes were closed with her head tilted back and her back arching as I licked from her neck to her nipples on each side.
My cock was completely wet and straining to break free during all of this. And while Kimi was on my lap she was back over my legs leaving some space between my cock and her body so it had enjoyed little stimulation other than the overpowering mental stimulate of the moment.

Suddenly Kimi was leaning forward again; her chest pressed against mine and her tongue was dancing around my ear. She whispered to me as she stimulated my ear and neck.
“I want to suck your penis,” she said, and who was I to argue with the clinical term for my cock? She could call it my clit and I’d be happy as long as she sucked it.
Kimi moved off my lap and placed herself in what must be one of the most intimate and sexy positions a man can imagine. She knelt on the before me as I was seated, with her knees on a pillow placed on the floor between my legs. She looked at directly at my eyes as she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my waistband, and lowered the zipper on my trousers. Her lips wet and parted, I could not believe how sexy she looked and how amazing this confident woman was.