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Last Spring, I started dating an extremely attractive Asian girl named Nikki, who had worked at a competing lending institution. Last Spring, Nikki had just turned 19. She is 5′-6″ tall, 110 lbs., and she has an absolutely stunning figure. I’m particularly attracted to her relatively large breasts. She was the first Asian girl that I had ever dated.
After that first serious make out session, I distinctly remember Nikki asking me what I thought of her breasts. I told her that they were “awesome” (she knew that I was a breast guy). Nikki must have told me 5 times over the next couple of months that all of her friends (nearly all were Asians) were envious of her large breasts and she reminded frequently that it is very rare for thin Asian girls to have large breasts.
Nikki loved clothes and she enjoyed dressing fashionably. Instead of showing cleavage, she said that she preferred wearing tight, snug fitting tops when she wanted to get noticed by guys at school.
Nikki never let me have intercourse with her as she maintained that she was “saving herself for marriage.”
About 3 months after I started dating Nikki, we were invited by my boss to use his townhouse in Donner Lake, California (near Lake Tahoe) for 5 days. His luxury townhouse was one of 4 townhouses in a quiet, fairly secluded part of Donner Lake. It was the middle of summer, and since it was in the mountains, my boss said that nobody would likely be in the other 3 townhouses. Thus, my boss said that we’d probably not see any of the other 3 neighbors.
Nikki had been a pretty good gymnast in high school, but she said that she grew too much to be really good. Six months before I met her, a girlfriend had convinced Nikki to enter a female fitness competition. Apparently, the proceeds from the competition went to a children’s charity, so Nikki relented and entered just to participate and have fun. She was surprised that after working out for a couple of months with her friend to prepare for the competition, she took 3rd place out of 25 contestants. She learned from the experience that she enjoyed “body sculpting” (that’s what she called it). So Nikki hoped to find a gym in Lake Tahoe during the days that took off to Nevada to ride my dirt bike.
Nikki and I drove up to the mountain townhouse on a Wednesday and we were happy to find that we were indeed alone. My boss’ townhouse was beautiful and the setting was incredibly picturesque with views of Donner Lake and the mountains below. There were huge pine trees everywhere and the mountain air was crisp and clean. We were going to have a great 5 day vacation.
About 6 p.m. that night, we heard a knock on the door. I answered the door to find a very tall, older black man, who was smartly dressed in an expensive 3 piece suit. The man extended his hand to me and immediately said confidently, “hi there, my name is Tom and I own unit #2 over there.” We shook hands and I introduced myself saying, “it’s a pleasure to meet you, my name is Tom.” (Again, I knew that I had to be nice because I thought that this guy must know my boss and if they talked, I wanted to make sure that this guy had only good things to say about me.)
As we were going through my tools, I eventually found a small crescent wrench that Tom said should work perfectly. We got talking and Tom told me that he’d known my boss and his family for over 10 years. Tom said that he comes up about once a month “just to get away from it all.”
Tom immediately walked up to Nikki and introduced himself as the owner of unit number 2 and my boss’ neighbor. But in addition to extending his hand, Tom leaned down and gave Nikki a quick kiss on her cheek. I thought that was slightly odd, but I figured that it was maybe something that sophisticated types do. Nikki didn’t seemed surprised at all as she just tilted her head and elevated herself onto her tip toes … it all seemed so natural.
Tom had been cooling checking out Nikki’s figure and he asked her if she’d done any body building. Nikki admitted that she had, but quickly added that it was just for fun and that she was a total rookie and more of an ex-gymnast who now enjoyed working out. Tom said that he’d been a competitive body builder many years ago but that he still enjoyed working out. It was then that I noticed that Tom’s shoulders were wide. Still he didn’t look like the typical huge body builder type to me. He was leaner than I thought most big body builder I’d seen.
Tom then told us that he had tons of salmon in his freezer from a recent fishing trip to Alaska and he asked, “have you folks already eaten dinner?” Nikki said that we had not as we hadn’t even talked about dinner yet. Tom insisted that we join him for dinner on his patio because he really needed to get rid of the salmon and he was just not making a dent in it. Nikki loves salmon (it’s her favorite), so it didn’t surprise me when she said, “only if we can bring over some dessert.” I jokingly told Tom, “Nikki loves salmon, but she’s also getting out of making dinner … but that sounds perfect, it’d be our pleasure to join you.” Tom said, “great, why don’t you come over in an hour as I need to change and get the BBQ ready.” We agreed to meet Tom in an hour.
When Nikki came down the stairs at 7 pm to go next door, she looked stunning. She was wearing a short black skirt with a tight white top (she knows that I love tight white tops since they show off her large breasts perfectly … and she knows how her big tits turn me on). She wore a very sheer bra that pushed up her big tits, making them huge. Plus you could see the outline of her nipples and it was still very warm out.
Trying to recover from my mistake, I told Nikki that I was not jealous; it was just that I hoped she would dress up and look that hot when I took her into town Friday night for dinner. Nikki confidently teased me by responding, “well, if you’re not jealous when I look this good, maybe you should be Jimmy.” I just ignored her and said, “let’s go.”
Tom again shook my hand as he said, “please join me out back on the patio, the salmon is looking great.” He then told Nikki, “wow, you look absolutely stunning” and he once again kissed her on the cheek. And, after her kissed her, Tom added, “and you smell great to Nikki.” Responding to Tom’s compliments, Nikki half jokingly said to Tom, “thank you Tom, that’s a way better compliment than I got from my boyfriend.” Not wanted to get in the middle of a quarrel, Tom just smiled and said, “please join me out on the patio you guys.”
After a splendid meal, Tom invited us into his living room for some wine. Tom said that he was a wine lover and that was one of his only remaining vices. “That and working too much,” he joked. I told Tom that I was more of a beer guy, but that Nikki enjoys wine. Tom told me that I had to try some of his red wine, which he assured me I would like as it’s his absolute favorite. And he told Nikki that if she enjoys red wine, she would surely love it.
After a while, Nikki asked Tom how long he’d been into body building. Tom modestly said, “it’s been a hobby for many years.” Nikki then told Tom that he was a huge man and she nearly giggled when she asked him how tall he was and how much he weighted. Tom humbly said, “oh I don’t know, I guess I’m 6 ft, 5 inches and I probably weight around 250 lbs.”
Nikki must have been feeling at ease from all the wine she had consumed given what she did next. Nikki stood up from the couch that she and I were sitting on and she jokingly said to Tom, “watch this!” She then walked up in front of the chair Tom was sitting in and she flexed her bicep muscle. Tom and I busted out laughing because while Nikki definitely has good definition, she certainly doesn’t have big biceps. Nikki laughed along with us, but then she said, “Jimmy knows how strong I am, so go ahead Tom — feel it, feel that muscle!”
Tom and I again laughed.
Nikki said, “I’m serious Tom, feel it.”
Nikki then jokingly said, “let’s see if yours is bigger than mine,” which made us all laugh as it was obvious that Tom had some big, super well defined guns for biceps.
Tom laughed and said, “no, no, no … I’ve not done competitions in over a decade.”
Nikki continued to teasingly asking Tom to “make a muscle” for her. I just sat there smiling and thinking that the wine had made Nikki lose her inhabitations and she was being very entertaining and funny. Nikki then reached down and grabbed Tom’s right bicep with both her hands and she squeezed and said, “wow!” Then Nikki excitedly said, “Oh my God Jimmy, look, I can’t even get both of my hands around Tom’s huge biceps, and he’s not even flexing!”
Tom laughed and jokingly said to me, “hey Jimmy, control your girlfriend.”
I didn’t say anything and neither did Tom.
So Nikki started laughing and said, “see, Jimmy knows he can’t control this girl!”
That made Nikki laugh and Tom laughed nervously along with her.
Perhaps to try and make me feel better and to reduce the tension in the air, Tom said, “Nikki, there’s probably very few guys that could control you, given how ridiculously attractive you are!”
Tom again relented and he flexed his left bicep. As he did so, it literally pushed Nikki’s little hands apart, which made Nikki squeal and laugh. As a joke, Tom then began to contract, then relax, then contract and relax his left bicep. Since Tom was so much bigger than tiny, petite Nikki, when Tom flexed his left bicep with Nikki hands around it, the expansion and contraction caused Nikki’s hands, arms, and entire upper body to move in response to big Tom’s flexing.
I then noticed that as Tom was flexing, he was looking directly at Nikki’s big tits, which were moving slightly as he flexed his bicep.
Nikki giggled and said, “Oh my God Jimmy, look how big Tom’s arms are.”
I said, “yes, I see.” What I saw was Tom starring at my girlfriend’s big tits, which were only about a foot away from his face.
Nikki asked Tom how often he worked out.
Tom said that he still works out 4 times a week, “just to stay in decent shape.”
However, it was obvious that Tom was in more than decent shape, he was truly in excellent shape.
Nikki then asked Tom how old he was, and Tom replied, “old enough to be your father.”
Nikki laughed and said, “that’s so funny because that’s what I told Jimmy before we came over tonight.”
Tom got a strange look in his face and he replied, “how did the topic of my age come up in your conversation with Jimmy?”
Nikki then realized that her admission may have been interpreted by Tom as some sort of dig about his age. Trying to make up for the slip, Nikki then quickly said, “Oh, it had nothing to do with your age Tom, but rather Jimmy thought that my outfit was too sexy and he was concerned that it would turn you on too much.”
Defending myself, I said, “that’s not exactly true, I just told Nikki that I was not jealous.” And I added to both of them, “and I’m not the jealous type.”
Tom then just laughed and said, “hey guys, it’s cool, it’s cool.”
Surprisingly, Tom added, “Nikki, it’s not your outfit that would turn on any normal guy, it’s what you have underneath it girl.”
Nikki was eating up Tom’s compliments. She was still holding on to Tom’s big bicep and she said, “you’re so sweet Tom … maybe you need to teach my boyfriend how to talk nice and how to appreciate and treat a woman.”
Not wanting to get in the middle of a spat between Nikki and me, Tom wisely said, “I’m sure Jimmy treats you great.”
Nikki admitted, “most of the time he does, but he can always use a few tips … so this is good for him to hear your compliments … and to see how you appreciate a lady!” I wasn’t sure what Nikki meant by that.
Nikki then sat down on the left arm of the big chair that Tom was sitting in. As she sat down next to Tom, Nikki released Tom’s arm and she reached down and kissed Tom on the cheek and told him that he was very sweet.
Nikki and Tom both looked over at me to gauge my reaction. I was speechless.
Nikki then busted up laughing and said, “wow Jimmy, you really aren’t the jealous type are you!” “Either that, or you’re a cool under pressure,” Nikki added.
She then walked back across the room to the couch that we were sitting on together. As she did so, she really moved her hips as if to show off her hot body for both Tom and I.
As we headed for the door, Nikki asked Tom how old he was. Tom was proud to say that he’d just turned 50 (he looked considerably younger given that he was in such good shape). Nikki and I were both surprised to learn that Tom was 53 years old. Nikki thanked Tom for being a good sport and playing along with her attempt to make me a little jealous.
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