The Dragon's Reluctant Bride

By: Serena Rose

I felt his warm hand on my leg and I started to respond. He had on a peculiar cologne and its scent tugged at my senses. It was a combination of musk and cloves and it was extremely seductive. When he leaned in to whisper in my ear, I almost jumped him right then and there. Yeah, I thought I’d go have some “tea” with him. Just being in his presence was driving me wild. He was so charismatic and charming, I just couldn’t help but enjoy his company.

After we had agreed to leave, he paid up the tab and we left the bar. The bouncer smiled knowingly at us as we said our goodbyes and started towards the high rise apartment where Kintaro lived.

“I live just a few blocks away, I picked that spot because I could walk to work,” he explained. Made sense, just because the Japanese transit system was the best in the world doesn’t mean it was enjoyable to use. I had to use it every day and being packed into a train like a bunch of sardines got old pretty quickly, and I’ve only been here for two years. I guess living a lifetime of that, one would get accustomed to it, but I don’t think Kintaro was the type to get accustomed to anything.

“You know, even though I’ve been in this country for two years, I still can’t get used to how peaceful it is, despite the amount of people who live here.” For some reason I wanted to make some kind of conversation as we walked in silence.

“Peaceful?” He seemed confused

“Okay, orderly? Like, in New York everyone is honking, screaming, pushing, and trying to get one up on each other. Here it’s just, order.” I couldn’t really explain it. It was almost like rushing with a purpose. People were in a hurry, but they weren’t rushed. That was one of the parts I really liked about Japan. I almost wanted to stay here forever.

“Ah yes, that’s what impresses many visitors. The thing is, it isn’t like that. There really is a dark underbelly that we don’t show to outsiders. All those businessmen you see? Those blue collar workers in their blue uniforms? They all have a vice. They keep it well hidden, but everyone has a vice. Mine is women.”

Why wasn’t I surprised? At least he was honest. He was looking at me funny.

“I mean, women, not young girls, not any of that crap. I’ve never been in to the school girl craze. I’ve always wanted my women to be women, confident, curvy and sexy.” He took my hand. Well, I was definitely confident, and well, more than curvy according to many guys I’ve shown interest in, and I did hope I was sexy.

“You’re serious?” As his hand held mine I felt my heart skipping a beat. It was so warm and soft. I felt my pussy begin to moisten and tingle. Man it’s been so long since I’ve been laid I hope I remember how to do it, heh, I thought.

“Yes,” he answered to my unspoken question as we stopped in front of an apartment building. “I live in the penthouse, it’s much bigger and has plenty of privacy compared to the rest of the flats around here.” I recognized that this was also my apartment building. Wow, small world, but I didn’t want to tell him that so I just kept my mouth shut.

He used his key card to open the door and we went around the back of the security office to an elevator that was new to me. I guess this was the elevator that went directly to the penthouse. Honestly, I had no clue it was there, but hey, at least my walk of shame won’t be so noticeable tomorrow morning!

Kintaro put his key card into the elevator’s access panel and the door opened. We stepped inside and as soon as the doors closed he moved in for a kiss.

I felt a shock jolt through my body as his lips met mine and I eagerly opened my mouth and probed his with my tongue. His soft tongue stroked mine, sending shivers up my back as we kissed. Yes, this is what I’ve wanted for so long now.

I felt his hands reach under my sweater and caress my breasts through my black lace bra as the elevator came to a stop. Kintaro broke the kiss and whispered, “Don’t worry, it opens directly into my apartment,” as the doors slid open.

We moved as one, taking off each other’s clothes. I unbuttoned his blazer and let it tumble to the ground as I worked at his shirt. He pulled my sweater over my head and reached around to unclasp my bra while we resumed our kiss. I was so preoccupied with his body I didn’t take time to notice what his penthouse looked like. Not that I really cared. I was there for one thing and one thing only.

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