Josh had been to any number of Nancy Walters’ parties. They were one of the few things that he looked forward to after having lived here now for the past five years. The people that attended her parties were always interesting and rarely were the same people invited a second time.

After attending the fifth consecutive party Josh had pulled his hostess aside for a chat. “Nancy,” he said, “I want you to know that I love being invited to your parties. They are always fun and I always meet interesting people. But I’ve noticed that I haven’t really seen the same people twice, that is, except me. What’s the secret of my success?”

Nancy had laughed, lowered her voice and said, “You, dear boy, are the secret to my parties. I simply let it be known that there will be a multi-millionaire attending that is single. That always brings out the most beautiful women, married and unmarried. Having them attend assures me that the most handsome and eligible men will attend.” She smiled at him, laid her hand flat on his chest and said, “You are my ace in the hole. The women come here to find the millionaire and generally leave with one of the less wealthy men.”

Josh had come back to his hometown at age thirty-seven. He moved away after graduating from high school to attend Princeton University in New Jersey to study economics. He had been a gifted student and excelled in a school known for excellence in his chosen field. He had graduated from Princeton with honors in four years before doing his graduate work at the National University of Singapore, another school noted for a fine economics department.

He extended his stay in Singapore to two years because he fell in love with the country, the climate and the lovely women there. The only reason he left to return to the States was his drive to use all of the things he had learned to build a personal fortune. Where did he go? Simple … New York City.

In New York, he had worked like a man possessed. For five years he did little other than work, study the market and work even more. As the sixth year began he had started to make a name for himself and had a net worth of $1 million. Two years later that number was $5 million. The day after his thirty-seventh birthday he verified that his cash assets equaled slightly more than $10 million.

As he looked at his laptop and watched the numbers blinking on the screen, he was prepared to take a little rest. He thought of flying back to Singapore. He was feeling the ocean breezes and hearing a soft, sweet female voice when his phone rang.

The caller was his mother. His father has just passed away and she needed for her boys to come home to help her. In the years that Josh had been in New York, he had taken breaks from his business at least twice a year. Each time he would fly home and spend at least four days with his mother and father, but mostly with his father. He admired and adored the man. His father was the best man he had ever known.

Together they would go fishing, play golf, go hunting or do any number of things that his father had decided would be entertaining. The man had a zest for life and never met a stranger. To his youngest son, the man was an idol. Josh always returned to New York with a sense of feeling fresh and inspired.

On the phone call, his mother had explained that her husband had been diagnosed with a terminal form of cancer a year ago and demanded that she not tell his sons. He wanted them to remember him as healthy, hearty and enjoying life. She had honored his wish and was grateful that he had gone quickly after Josh’s last visit.

He and his brother had come home to help their mother. What Josh found had surprised him. Knowing that he had only a little time left, his father had wrapped up his business as best he could. But in going through the documents, Josh found that his father had left him in charge of everything. His older brother was as fine a man as Josh had ever known, but he had walked away from formal education to live in Wyoming. Today Jake owned a sizable ranch. He had been very successful in his own world, but would be of no help whatsoever to Josh.

After the funeral, Josh had hugged his brother and said, “Alright cowboy. You get on back to Wyoming and take care of your family and all those cows you own. I’ll take care of the business matters.”

When Jake inquired about his plans, Josh told him that he would arrange things so that their mother was taken care of for as long as she lived. He would sell the business and set up a trust for her. Jake had returned to Wyoming and a month later his mother went out for an extended visit.

Five years later, his mother was still in Wyoming and Josh was the President and owner of the company. In the time that he had taken to prepare the company for sale, Josh had fallen in love with it. He could feel his father’s touch in everything. The only change he made was to improve the small company’s marketing effort and increase its production and sales by more than 80%.

Five years later he was even more wealthy, extremely successful and still single.

Tonight’s party was much like all of those in the past. As was common, Nancy Walters had hired the Beach Club for the night. It was a casual place with an outstanding kitchen that was known throughout the area. She always had a band playing on the deck near the beach and an endless amount of food available for those that had been invited.

As was usual, Johnny was tending the free bar. He knew that when he saw Josh come his way, he’d want a single malt scotch on the rocks. Miss Nancy always saw to it that he kept a bottle hidden under the bar just for Josh. Tonight, as in the past, Josh had walked up to him twice for a drink. Nancy had instructed Johnny to take care of Josh, but she didn’t know that Josh was the perfect customer. At some point in the evening he would slip Johnny a twenty dollar bill and a tip on a hot stock. Johnny always took the money and wrote down the name of the stock.

Like all of the other parties he had attended here, this one was well attended. Josh walked around meeting people, shaking hands and admiring the lovely ladies. Tonight he was thinking that it was about time for him to pick out one of the sweet young things before he got too old to know what to do with them.

He was watching two couples dancing to the sounds of the “Surf Band” when he felt a hand on his shoulder. Turning around he found a smiling Nancy Walters.

“Josh, I’d like for you to meet a new friend of mine,” she said.

His eyes followed her arm to the shoulder of an exceptionally beautiful Asian woman. Josh had not seen such beauty since he lived in Singapore. He immediately assumed that she had a Chinese bloodline based on the rounded shape of her head. Her hair was jet black as were her eyes. She smiled at him showing her snowy white teeth. The red of her lipstick against her honey colored skin made him want to kiss her before he knew her name. To be Chinese, she was larger breasted than most. While his inspection of her body was completed in under a second, he was assured that this beauty had it all.

Nancy said, “May I introduce a new friend of mine, Dr. Mei Ling Ng. As she’s pointed out to me her last name is pronounced “ing,” but is spelled “Ng.”

Josh immediately extended his hand and accepted hers. “Dr. Ng. A great pleasure to meet you.” His blue eyes sizzled as he looked into her large, dark eyes.

“Please,” she said as if embarrassed. “My name is Mei Ling. That doctor stuff is only used at my lab.”

Before Josh could ask any of the questions that he was ready to offer, Nancy said, “Mei Ling is a research chemist at Beckman Industries. Do you know the company, Josh?”

It was difficult to turn his face away from Mei Ling, but he managed to look at Nancy. “Yes, actually I am. I used them for a research project a few years ago after I took over my father’s business. I was quite impressed with them. They did an outstanding job for me in a reasonable length of time and for a very reasonable cost.”

Turning back to Mei Ling he said, “I wasn’t aware that they did chemical research there.”

“It is a relatively new department,” Mei Ling told him. With a smile that showed her white teeth she said, “I moved her just six months ago to be the head of their new research department. They lined up some contracts with several large package goods manufacturers that needed research done for them. The days of a manufacturer keeping a large number of researchers on staff are over. It’s just too expensive these days.”

Josh was very taken by her professional delivery. She was obviously not a first generation American. There was no hint of an accent other than maybe a hint of the Midwest.

“With the changes to Federal health care laws it has become very expensive to keep people on staff,” Josh offered. “A great many companies have begun to outsource what they can to a reliable source.”

“I don’t claim to know much about the financial end of the business, but that is certainly my understanding,” she answered.

As he was about to ask another question, Nancy interrupted. “Dear boy, may I trust you to take care of Mei Ling for a bit? I have a few other hostess duties to perform.”

“You certainly may, Nancy,” he responded giving her his biggest and best charming smile. “She is safe with me.”

Nancy turned to Mei Line saying, “I doubt that very seriously, darling, but he is handsome and pretty sweet for a man. If you don’t mind, I’ll leave you here with Josh and check on you in a bit.”

“Please don’t be concerned about me,” Mei Ling replied. “I’ll bet I can talk this gentleman into getting me a drink before he bores me with business stories.”

As Nancy walked away Josh feigned a look of being hurt. “You think that I would bend your ear telling you stories of my business? That would never happen.”

“No?” she asked with a mischievous smile.

“Absolutely not,” he assured her. “I would be wanting to know all about you. Where you grew up; where you went to school; where you’ve worked; and why it is that I’ve not met you before?”

Their eyes met and both of them were still and quiet for what seemed like forever. She wanted to touch his cheek and look into those beautiful blue eyes. He wanted … what? He didn’t know what he wanted other than to gaze at her beauty and learn more about her.

They both seemed to come out of the trance at the same time. “What can I get you to drink?” Josh asked. “I have a big head start on you.”

“A glass of white wine would be perfect,” she said with a smile.

“One white wine on the way,” he responded. He turned away and then turned back quickly. “Why don’t you find a place for us to sit so that you can tell me your life story?”

Before she could answer, he was gone. Turning, she spotted a table that was more or less out of the way. Walking toward the table she was asking herself why she would want to sit away from everyone with a man she had known for less than five minutes. Before she sat down she thought, “He is very interesting.” She saw him walking toward her with a glass in each hand. “Yes, he is very interesting and quite handsome.”

“Here you are, beautiful lady,” Josh said as he set the glass of wine in front of her. “It is absolutely the best they have available. I think it probably sells for about $4.95 a gallon.”

Mei Ling laughed, held her glass up as if in a toast and took a taste of the wine. Smiling she offered, “It isn’t the best I’ve ever tasted, but then it also isn’t the worst. Thank you for the delivery service.”

“Josh West, the best delivery boy in town,” he said with a bright smile. As he sat, he said, “I was hoping that you’d be here tonight.”

Looking a little puzzled by his remark, she asked, “But you just met me tonight. How could you be hoping to see me here?”

He leaned back in his chair before responding, “Not you that I didn’t know … just someone special, someone that I had not met, but someone I needed to meet.”

Mei Ling lifted her glass to her lips and tried to hide the smile that resulted from his remark. Finally she said, “You are either very smooth or very honest. Which one is it, Mr. West?”

“I’ve never been smooth,” he said with a bright smile. “I’ve always wanted to be smooth, but I guess that I don’t really understand the concept. I worked in New York for many years doing a job that didn’t allow for smoothness. It was a little brutal to tell you the truth, so no, I’m not smooth.”

“So, that leaves me with honest?” she asked.

“I believe it does. That’s the only way I know to be,” he told her. “Hell, look at me. I’m 42 years old and still single. I’ve never even been close to being married.”

She gave him a big smile before saying, “Then you must be gay. No one as handsome as you could possibly manage to be single at your age unless you were playing for the other team.”

Josh chuckled at her statement. “Then you’ll just have to take my word for it. They don’t come much straighter than me. I’ve just spent my adult life working and never had time for the romantic side of things. I guess that I should have followed my older brother’s example.”

“Oh. What did your brother do?” she asked.

“My big brother is a cowboy,” he told her with a sense of pride in his voice. “After high school, our father expected him to go to an elite university. He decided to stay here and attend the junior college. Before the second year began he informed our father that he was tired of school and wanted to try something different. You can imagine my father’s shock when Jake announced that he wanted to be a cowboy.”

“You’re kidding,” Mei Ling said with great surprise.

Holding up his hand as if taking an oath, Josh said, “Honestly. My Dad bought him a pickup truck. He loaded his belongings in the back and took off for Wyoming. He is still there and owns a pretty good sized ranch. He is married to a wonderful woman and has three children. In fact, my mother when out to visit with them after my father died and hasn’t come home yet. That was five years ago.”

“An honest to God cowboy?” she said, still surprised.

“Indeed he is,” Josh said with a proud smile. “He got pretty good at riding broncs in the rodeo. One year he made a bundle of money on the rodeo circuit and cashed it in for his ranch. He has a few battle scars from those years, but as he has often said, he’s happier than a pig in slop.”

He held his glass toward her. “Let’s drink to Jake and his family. May their happiness never end.” They touched glasses and each took a drink while their eyes remained locked on each other.

Josh took her glass to get a refill and returned still wearing a smile. When he sat he said, “Now I want to hear about Mei Ling. It’s your turn to talk.”

“This could go on forever,” she said with a smile, “If we are going to exchange life histories.”

“You know,” he said with a surprised look on his face, “You are exactly correct. And let me add that it doesn’t sound like an awful thing … that is, spending forever with you.”

Before she could think of a response, Josh stood up and held out his hand. “Let’s go someplace where we can talk for as long as we want. Someplace that has a better wine list than here.”

Mei Ling was a little taken aback by his brashness, but remembered that he had admitted to being straight forward. “Where are you thinking we would go?” she asked.

“I’m going to suggest the best wine bar in town.”

“Remember that I’m still new here,” she said still having not stood up. “Where is the best wine bar?”

“At my house,” he told her. “I have a great wine selection and a porch and deck that overlook the ocean. We can drink wine and talk until the sun rises.”

Mei Ling’s head was spinning. Here was a man that she had known for only a few minutes and he was suggesting that she go home with him. The amazing thing was that she really wanted to go. It was probably an incredibly stupid thing to consider, but she wanted to know more about this man. A lot more. It didn’t make sense, but there was something there compelling her to go with him.

Standing and looking up into his face she said, “You know that anyone would advise me against doing such a thing with a man I’ve just met. You might be an axe murderer.”

Josh gave her a big smile and said, “I promise that I don’t own an axe.” Then he looked around for a moment until he spotted Nancy Walters. Waving at her, he caught her eye and she walked over to them.

“Nancy, I have asked Mei Ling to go with me back to my home to drink wine and talk until the sun comes up. Would you tell her if you think she would be safe with me,” he said.

Nancy turned to the young woman and said, “Darling girl, if this man asked me to go to his home with him I wouldn’t hesitate a single second. First, he has a wonderful house with a great view of the ocean. Second, Josh is nothing if not a man of honor and principle. Now I’m not saying that he wouldn’t take you to his bedroom if he had the chance, but you will always be safe with him.”

Nancy turned to Josh saying, “If she doesn’t want to go, I’ll go with you.”

“Great,” he said to her. “Do you think that your husband might object?”

Nancy put her hand against his cheek and said, “For you, dear boy, I would tell Robert to go fuck himself.” She turned to look at Mei Ling and then back at Josh. “If she doesn’t work out, just give me a call.”

She walked off leaving both Mei Ling and Josh a little flabbergasted. He turned to Mei Ling and said, “Well now, I don’t think I’ve ever heard Nancy use profanity.”

“You most certainly have a fan,” Mei Ling told him. “But I’m convinced. Let’s go. I want to see this amazing house of yours.”

Less than an hour had passed from their meeting when Mei Ling stepped inside Josh’s home. He had pulled into the garage and explained to her that she would have to close her eyes and allow him to guide her to the front door. After all, how could a tour begin any place other than the front door?

Once they had reached the spot he wanted he said, “OK, now you can open your eyes. As you can see this house was built on a typical oceanfront lot, meaning that it is long, but not wide. So the house was built to fit the lot. In order to get in everything, the builder went up three levels. The master bedroom sits on the top floor.”

As Mei Ling looked around from where she stood she could see what she assumed to be his living room. At the end, there was a room that she could only see part of, but assumed it was a family room or den. He took her by the hand and walked her through the living room saying, “This room is only used when I have a party, but it will hold quite a few people.”

“It is very lovely,” Mei Ling told him, a little surprised at the mixture of textures, color and fabrics. “Did you select the furnishings?”

Josh stopped and looked at her. “I am a guy,” he said. “As far as I’m concerned there are four colors; black, red, blue and white. I don’t know squat about selecting furnishings. I hired a decorator and told her what I wanted. Then all I had to do was write a check to cover the costs.”

“Your decorator is quite good, Josh,” she told him as she looked around. Taking his hand once again she pulled him toward the next room. “Come on. I want to see everything.”

They reached the end of the house nearest the ocean. The back wall was all glass. The room was designed with dark woods and leather, looking and feeling quite manly. Around the corner were a dining area and a large, long, modern kitchen. Mei Ling had lived in apartments for the past fifteen years and was amazed at his kitchen. She felt like she should start cooking something at once. “I love it,” she said as she took it all in.

Josh pulled her hand as he moved her back toward the glass wall. “I want you to see the patio before you start cooking,” he told her. At the doorway he flipped a switch and the patio was illuminated. Mei Ling almost gasped at the size of it. They stepped outside and she said, “Josh, this is just too wonderful. It must be great for parties.”

“It is,” he confessed. “This is something I had done after I bought the house. The man who built the house had a lot of money from an investment. He divorced his wife of 30 years and built this place to entertain his young girlfriends. But his interest was on indoor activities. I had this stone patio built for entertaining all kinds of people. I love the large built in fireplace and cooking area. The bar is just great and built from materials that will hold up in the weather. I have a place on the side of the house to store the tables and chairs in bad weather.”

Mei Ling stood on her tiptoes saying, “You can’t see the ocean from here, but you can certainly hear it and feel the breezes.”

“The dunes give me a little bit of privacy here,” he told her. He turned and pointed upward. “You can see the ocean from the balconies on the two guest bedrooms and from the master suite above them.” He took her by the hand and said, “Would you like to see the rest of the house or should we pour wine and start getting to know each other?”

Mei Ling looked up into his face. It was a little too dark for her to really see his eyes, but she felt very comfortable and relaxed with him. “I want to see your entire home, Josh, but if we are going to talk until dawn, I’d like to start that now.” She looked at the house and pointed to the room with all of the leather furniture. “Can we sit in there?”

“We can sit anywhere you like,” he answered with a smile. “The only question you have to answer is, red or white?”

For a second she didn’t catch his meaning, then said, “Oh, the wine. What would you like to have?”

“I think we need the warmth of a red. Does that work for you?” he asked.

Fifteen minutes later Mei Ling was curled up on his deep leather couch holding a very fine red wine in a lovely crystal wine glass. Josh was seated across from her in a large leather chair. He had placed the wine bottle and some nibbles beside them on a table. He was very pleased with this situation because he could see all of her. For the last thirty minutes he had been studying her body with every opportunity and had decided that she was certainly a first class package.

She was wearing a red dress that had a bit of an oriental look to it. It was sleeveless, but with a fairly high collar. The dress fit her very nicely and showed off her lovely figure. Being an unabashed ‘ass man’ Josh had quickly taken the opportunity to check her bottom and give it his personal stamp of approval. While not wanting to be caught and considered some kind of perv, he had quickly noted that she had no visible panty lines, which pleased him considerably. In his mental black book, he had already given her an A+.

The color of her black hair against the soft color of her skin surrounded by the red of the dress made her quite a treat to his eyes. Her eyes shown as she talked with him and her teeth blazed a brilliant white when she smiled. Her voice was gentle and sounded like music to his ears. No doubt about it, Josh was smitten already.

Mei Ling had nestled into his comfy couch. After she had complimented him on his excellent taste in wine she had been encouraged to tell him the story of how she managed to come to live in his town. She felt so warm and comfortable in this house and with this man, she began to tell him the story of her life.

She was a third generation American. Her grandfather was the first of the family to come to the US from China. He had originally settled in a small town in California. After saving some money he had opened a small grocery store, married another Chinese immigrant and started a family. Her grandparents had two children, a boy, her father and a girl, who still lived in California.

The grandparents had been very strict that their children speak proper English and become outstanding students in school. Her father had earned a scholarship to Colorado State University where he studied engineering. After graduating with honors he decided to stay in the state because he had met a woman that he set his sights to marry. She was already a fourth generation American and part of a well-placed family in Denver. He was not her social equal, but he was determined to win her over.

Three years after graduating from Colorado State and having established himself as an up and coming engineer, he began the courtship.

Mei Ling’s mother had been swept off her feet by the handsome young engineer and they were married eighteen months later.

Mei Ling was their second child. Her father was very loving, but insisted, as had his father, that education come first. As a result, she had not been overly involved in school activities as she had become something of a ‘bookworm’. By the time she began her senior year in high school she already knew that she wanted to be a chemist. Before graduation, she found that she would receive a full scholarship to attend the University of Colorado, a school known for its fine chemistry department.

She ran through school in Colorado is less than four years and moved on to graduate work. After receiving her Master’s degree she was accepted into the Doctorate program at Northwestern. Like her first two degrees, receiving her Ph.D. was not a problem for her. It had always been easy for her, but suddenly it was over. With degrees in hand, it was time to step into the real world.

By the third glass of wine Mei Ling was exceptionally comfortable and talking freely. Josh listened intently to her every word, making little sounds to let her know that he was listening and interested. As she talked her dress moved higher up her legs and he had a hard time concentrating on her story. They were on their second bottle of wine and he had two more lined up and ready to go.

Mei Ling told him how she had taken a job in New Jersey. The idea of living in that state didn’t excite her, but the job she had been offered sounded too good to pass up. After so many years of studying, she would finally have a chance to put it all together in a job that would pay her … and pay her well.

It was a little past 1:30 in the morning when Josh opened the third bottle of wine. It was an excellent Cabernet Sauvignon that went down with a silky, full bodied taste. Mei Ling was obviously enjoying the wine and was quite comfortable with Josh and their conversation. It was during the third bottle when Josh asked her how such a beautiful and intelligent woman could manage to be her age and not be married. “You accused me of being gay to be my age and not married. Maybe I should ask you the same question,” he said.

She answered with a laugh, “That’s fair. But I’m not gay. It would be fairly honest for me to say that I just haven’t found the right man.”

“Have you ever been close to getting married?” he asked.

“Not really,” she answered. Without any more prodding and probably with the help of multiple bottles of wine she continued. “My father has always insisted that I have to marry a Chinese man. Quite honestly, I have dated a few men of my nationality. Even more than loving them, I’ve tried to just like them. But Chinese men are, for lack of a better term … Chinese. They all seem to be alike. They have little dicks, get off too quickly and don’t give a damn about their partner’s orgasm.”

Josh was taken aback at her description and it appeared that after thinking of what she said, she was a little alarmed too.

“I guess I shouldn’t have said it quite like that, but I don’t know any other way to put it,” she said with a slightly embarrassed smile. She looked into Josh’s eyes a spoke with sincerity, “I’m not really very experienced sexually, but I have had sex with a couple of non-Asian men and they are quite different and at least a little more interested in a woman’s satisfaction.” She took another long swallow of her wine and added, “I’m a scientist. I deal in a world of facts and certainty. I just don’t know how to beat around the bush.”

Suddenly they both were hit with the connection of her talking about sex and ended it by talking about a bush. She began to giggle, which made Josh laugh quite loudly. Her giggle turned into a laugh that caused tears to roll from her eyes. She laughed until her jaw hurt. She caught her breath and announced, “And I don’t even have a bush. I shaved it off!”

They both broke out in laughter again, but Josh’s interest was piqued. As she laughed and moved about her dress took another upward move, making it very easy to see that she was wearing black, lacy panties. While he had been interested in her body from the moment he met her, he was now quite eager to see it with the red dress removed. “Quiet boy,” he said to himself. “Don’t play your cards too soon.”

When they had both stopped laughing, Josh refilled her glass and asked, “I’m curious. If you aren’t having sex, why would you bother to shave off your bush?”

Mei Ling started to giggle again. “There are several reasons. First, I had a roommate when I lived in New Jersey who shaved herself. She called it being bald and said that bald was beautiful. And I had to admit that it did really look nice. And secondly, shaving off your pubic hair is very un-Chinese. Being the black sheep in the family it struck me as the perfect thing for me to do.”

Josh was still laughing and let his guard down saying, “I’m certainly pleased that you shared that bit of information with me. Now I won’t have to wonder what’s behind your lacy black panties.” He suddenly realized what he had said and wanted to bite his own tongue.

She squinted her eyes as she said, “Josh, you bad boy. Have you been looking up my dress?”

Now he was truly embarrassed, but said, “I suppose it is a juvenile thing to do, but yes. Quite honestly, Mei Ling, you have a sensational body and I am a man. It would be impossible not to look.”

She gave him a coy smile. “I’m pleased that you admitted it. I was beginning to wonder how high I was going to have to pull my dress up before you looked.” When she saw the shocked look on his face she added, “I had to make certain that you aren’t gay.”

“Trust me,” he said as he looked into her dark eyes. “The thoughts in my head are anything but gay.”

Trying to cut that conversation off right where it was, Josh stood up quickly holding out his hand. “I think it’s time you saw the rest of my home, young lady. I am a southern gentleman and my mama would be very unhappy with me if I didn’t give you the complete grand tour.”

Mei Ling took his hand and stood, letting her dress slide back down her thighs. “Is it OK if I take my glass of wine with me?”

Josh picked up the bottle and poured the remainder into her glass. “You may take anything you wish,” he stated. “You’ve seen all of the ground floor. Now I’ll show you the next two.”

He took her hand and led her to a wide spiral staircase. “We could take the elevator up, but I want you to get a sense of the place. The builder of this house imported some wood from Africa or Brazil to cover the first floor and staircase. It really is beautiful, but a pain in the ass to keep polished.”

Leading her slowly by the hand he took her to the second floor. At the top of the stairs, he announced, “This is the guest floor. There are two bedrooms in the back that have almost no view and two in front that both have a view of the ocean.” He turned to the right and led her into the next room. “In between the four bedrooms is this game room. I spend a fair amount of time in here by myself. I have a wonderful pool table and three pinball machines. I loved these loud pinball machines when I was a kid, but couldn’t ever afford to play them. So, I bought some and put them in here.”

Mei Ling looked around the room. She was more than a little surprised to see this large room with the pool table centerpiece. She was certainly not an expert on the subject, but there was no doubt in her mind that it was exceptionally expensive. Around the room were three pinball machines against the walls and comfortable looking leather couches and chairs. In one corner was a six-foot tall popcorn machine and in another a beautiful jukebox. The only time in her life that she had seen anything like this was in a magazine featuring homes of the rich and famous.

“Do you have many guests?” she asked.

“Not really,” he answered, “But if my brother and his crew show up, I’ve got them covered.”

He showed her the back bedrooms before taking her to the other guest rooms. These rooms overlooked the ocean and simply took her breath away. Each of the rooms had a king sized bed. Each had a glass wall, allowing the guests to see the ocean. The rooms were large with spacious bathrooms.

Mei Ling didn’t say it but thought to herself that she had never lived in anything as nice as his guestrooms.

When they walked out of the guestrooms Josh pushed the button for the elevator. “You don’t have to take the elevator to the master suite, but I think it adds a little class.”

The door opened and they stepped in. Her mind was spinning. From the first floor she knew that this was a wonderful home, but she hadn’t quite put the pieces together. This was a three story home, on the oceanfront, with an elevator and four guest rooms. “What must this house be worth?” she asked herself. Her mind spun even faster when she stepped out of the elevator.

“The top floor is my space,” he told her as he took her hand and led her into his bedroom. “The man who built this place was trying to impress a lot of young, shapely women and got a little carried away. I had to tone it down a bit. The place was great, but I’m not trying to impress anyone. I just wanted a nice place to live by the ocean that would allow me room to entertain my friends.”

As Mei Ling stepped through the double doors leading to his bedroom she almost gasped. The far wall was all glass. Through it she could see a full-length porch with outdoor furniture. The room itself was the entire width of the house. There was a king sized bed from which you could see the ocean. A sitting area that was at least as large as the living room in her apartment.

He showed her the bathroom and her mouth dropped open. It was extremely large, with a walk-in shower that could easily hold four and a giant tub that looked like something from House Beautiful magazine.

On the other side of the room was a walk-in closet that was the size of her bedroom. It had built-in cabinets with drawers in the middle. Half of it was empty and he told her that he just didn’t have enough clothes to fill it up.

Finally he took her out onto the porch where they stood by the rail and looked out at the ocean. “I don’t have much desire to walk in the sand or to get into the water,” he told her, “But I love the sound of the waves as they reach the beach. I can sit out here for hours just listening to the music of the ocean.” He turned and looked into her eyes. “When the wind is right I can sit here in a rain storm and watch the lighting strike over the ocean. It calms me.”

Mei Ling was feeling anything but calm at the moment. “Are you feeling calm now?” she asked.

“Not in the least,” he answered.

“Is this where you seduce me?” she asked in a soft voice.

“I don’t think so,” he answered with a straight face.

She was a little surprised by his answer. She felt quite certain that when they reached his room he was going to at least try to kiss her and she was very open to that idea. “Why not?” was all she could think to say.

Josh put his hand under her chin, looked into her eyes and said, “Because I have a small dick and cum very quickly.”

It took Mei Ling several seconds to put his remarks into context before she began to laugh. They both laughed long and loudly until quite suddenly Josh took her in his arms. “I’m not very suave. I’m not very handsome. But, I do plan to put you into my bed without the black lace panties.”

He took her hand and led her back inside the room. Leaving the door open so that they could hear the ocean, he led her beside his bed and unzipped her dress.

She didn’t say a word as he pulled the dress off of her shoulders and let it drop to the floor.

He stood back and looked at her as she stood there wearing only the black panties and a matching black bra. “You are a goddess,” he whispered.

“I’m just Mei Ling,” she answered softly.

He studied her as she stood in front of him nearly naked. She was at least 5’ 7”, tall for a Chinese woman and her breasts were large for a woman of her nationality. He had already noted that her ass was exceptional. Josh put his hands on her shoulders and turned her away from him. He unhooked her bra and let it tall to the floor.

Pulling her back against him he took one of her breasts in each hand. His mouth found her neck, kissed it and he whispered, “I can tell fortunes. Some people use crystal balls. I can tell the future from feeling your breasts.”

Mei Ling was completely enjoying the feel of his hands holding her breasts. She wanted his hands to stay where they were for a long time. She responded, “What can you tell by feeling my breasts?”

His hands roamed over her honey colored globes while his fingers played with her nipples. When he felt them grow hard under his touch he answered, “I can tell you are about to enjoy the most pleasurable sex of your life. You are going to moan with pleasure and beg for more.”

At that moment she was certain that he knew what he was saying. Every part of her body was screaming for sexual satisfaction. She didn’t need someone to point out how wet her panties were because she could feel it.

As he pulled her tightly against his chest one of his hands slipped down her front, across her tummy and lightly grazed over the outside of her silky panties. He heard a sharp intake of air from her as his fingers brushed against her sex. His hand ran across the top of her thigh and over the outside of her ass before returning to the front and once again lightly touching the silky fabric of her thong. He was teasing her and she was enjoying every second of it.

After several quick touches, he let his hand settle just above the waist band of her thong. While she seemed to be unaware, Josh was watching her reaction in their reflection in a mirror across the room. He could see her beautiful face and the expressions on it as he touched her so lightly. He could see her hands making fists as the teasing continued. He ran his tongue along her neck and up to her ear and watched as his hand finally rested on the small patch of black fabric just above her slit.

He watched her eyes close and her mouth open in anticipation of his next move. She didn’t have to wait long.

His fingers spread out as his hand moved down just enough to touch her just above where he assumed her clit would be. He pressed one finger against her and moved it from side to side. Again he watched her facial expression in the mirror and had no doubt that she wanted much more. Finally, he let his hand drop down farther so that he could completely cover her sex. Pressing his fingers against her he became instantly aware that she was soaking wet.

“Josh,” she moaned softly as his fingers began to press into her. One finger slipped into the wetness in her slit as he began to move his hand back and forth. He watched as she allowed her head to fall back against him and her mouth opened in a silent moan of pleasure. He continued moving his hand back and forth until her panty was completely wet from her flowing juices.

That was when he let his hand slip inside her panties, allowing a finger to hide inside her wanting pussy. “Oh God!” she moaned loudly as he entered her with his finger two knuckles deep. He withdrew the wet finger and immediately applied it to her hardened clit, covering it with her fluids and moving his finger from side to side. The reflection he watched in the mirror removed any doubt that he might be doing something she didn’t want.

To her surprise, Josh removed his hand, turned her to face him and then pushed her down on the bed. She watched him and he leaned forward, took her panties in his hands and pulled them off of her, tossing them aside. As she lay there naked looking up at him he dropped to his knees, opened her legs and pressed his mouth against her sex. When his tongue ran over her clit, her hands grabbed hands full of his hair and she groaned loudly.

It certainly wasn’t the first time a man had gone down on her, but it was the first time that she felt like screaming. His tongue was like a magic serpent squirming from side to side and flicking against her clit. She wanted to watch him, but simply couldn’t manage to raise her head high enough to do so.

What he was doing was perfectly wonderful until she felt him push two fingers into her hot and dripping hole. His fingers immediately sought and found her g-spot and her body moved to a newer and higher level on the ‘Oh My God’ scale. All she could do was pull harder on his hair and cry out in uncontrollable passion. Before she knew what was happening, her entire body was exploding in the strongest orgasm she had ever felt. Her body shook as her muscles went into spasms.

Josh didn’t remove his fingers from inside her, but he removed his tongue from her clit and held his hand still. He sat there quietly for a full minute while she began to settle down and get control of her senses. When her hands let go of his hair, he sat back on his knees and looked into her beautiful, wet pussy. She was steaming hot and dripping wet. He couldn’t wait any longer to get naked and have her.

As Mei Ling’s eyes began to focus once again, she watched Josh stand up. She watched as he kept his eyes on her as he began to undress. He unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it aside. She didn’t move because she didn’t think that she could, but continued to watch as he let his trousers drop to the floor. Next, his socks were pulled off and tossed aside. Now she wanted to see the boxers drop … she wanted to see his cock.

She held her breath as his pushed down his boxers and stood there over her. Finally gaining control of her voice she whispered, “You liar. You said your dick was small.”

He pulled the covers back on the bed and rolled her across the bed sideways until her bare back was on the nicely cool sheets. Once again he put his hands on her legs and spread them open. “Give me a few minutes and then we’ll see if you have any complaints about my size.”

Moving onto the bed, Josh got on his knees, settled down and picked her ass up, moving her against him. When her opening was an inch from the head of his cock he put his hands on her waist and pulled her to him. The head slipped in and he stopped.

She closed her eyes and groaned.

Slowly he pushed it in another two inches and stopped. Her next groan was longer and louder.

Another two inches and he stopped again.

She was about to say something when he leaned forward and completely buried himself into her hot and dripping tunnel. With his bare chest against her, he heard her gasp and say, “Oh fuck.”

“That’s what I had in mind,” he said in a soft, hoarse voice and began to move. At first, it was slow. He pulled back and pushed forward again and again. When she began to make noises he picked up the pace and seemed to go deeper into her core with each stroke. With each pulse he marveled at how tight and hot she was and the way she seemed to get even wetter.

When she reached her second orgasm, she cried out loudly and sunk her fingers into his ass cheeks. Her nails dug into his flesh. Without knowing it, she had just found his secret trigger. As her nails were leaving marks in his flesh, his climax began in his toes and rushed up his legs to his cock. His balls released his boiling load and he blasted into her as he growled like a lion mating in the open plains. Spasm after spasm of his hot cum fired into her womb as if it would never stop.

Josh tried to hold himself up and to keep from pressing his entire body weight down onto her, but he suddenly felt as weak as a kitten. The lion was gone.

It was shortly before dawn when he was awakened. He felt her hand on his hardening cock. Looking through slits in his eyelids, he could see Mei Ling holding herself up on her elbow while she watched her hand moving smoothly over his growing cock.

Opening his eyes he smiled at her and asked, “Was there something you wanted?”

“I guess I’m just a total slut,” she answered as she looked into his eyes without releasing his stiffening rod. “I haven’t really been able to sleep, Josh. I was just lying there thinking about what we did and how exceptionally wonderful it was.” She leaned down, kissing him lightly. “Thinking about how good you felt inside me, I just got excited and wanted more.”

Putting one of his hands into her jet black hair, Josh pulled her face back to his mouth to kiss her. Their passion exploded once again as their tongues tangled. She pressed one of her breasts into his mouth and began stroking his cock harder as he licked, then bit her nipple. She gasped and whimpered. “I want more, Josh. I need that big, white cock of yours inside me.”

Pulling her around, he pushed until she was on top of him, hanging just above his now rigid cock. “Then show he what you want,” he growled. Once again the beast was awake and he was demanding. As she began to take him into her very wet pussy, Josh took her hips and pulled her down hard, pushing his erection into her depths. “Fuck me, Mei Ling!” he growled. “Show me what you like. Show me what you want!”

As the sun rose over the waterline, the light began to brighten the bedroom and Josh could see the desire showing on Mei Ling’s face. He could see her mouth curl as she pushed down on his cock and felt it fill the tightness of her pussy. Her juices were covering his belly and he could feel it covering his balls. She whimpered as she ground herself against him.

He watched as her big dark eyes flashed open and he knew instantly that she was about to reach another orgasm. Without any real thought as to what he was doing, Josh took one of her breasts in each of his hands and tightened his fingers around her nipples. Her eyes seemed to grow larger as he whispered to her, “Fuck me, Mei Ling. Take what you want.”

The sound she made was a deep, carnal moan. It grew from her chest and she cried out as the orgasm smashed through her core and radiated through her body. He watched her body quiver and the muscles in her legs tremble. She tried to push his cock even deeper before she collapsed on his chest, her lungs trying to find air as her body continued to shake.

Josh stopped moving and simply held her tightly until her body was still once again.

Finally she pushed herself up off of his chest, smiling, but looking very tired. “I don’t know that I’ve ever cum that hard.”

“Just imagine what it will be like once we get to know each other,” he said softly.

Leaning down, she kissed him gently. “It might kill me if we get any better acquainted.”

Putting his arms around her, he quickly rolled her over onto her back without removing his cock from her wetness. Her legs seemed to automatically wrap around him as he began to move in and out with a slow, but deep motion. He didn’t speak, but kept his eyes on hers.

After a minute with their eyes locked on each other, Josh had begun to move more quickly and with more determination. As he plunged into her, again and again, he finally said, “Am I big enough for you?”

After what they had already done and the way she had orgasmed three times already, she couldn’t believe that he was asking that question, but in truth, the way he said it was very erotic. “I think your cock was made for me,” she answered honestly. “Are you going to cum for me?”

His quick answer, “I am … and soon.”

“Let me see it, Josh,” she asked. “Cum on my chest so that I can see it.”

Now it was his turn to feel the eroticism of the moment. Pulling out of her, Josh sat up, stroked his slimy cock twice and growled as a stream of hot semen fired from his shaft, hitting her in the chin. Quickly following were three more hot ropes of cum that seemed to cover her chest. Once the flow had stopped, he remained still with his hand wrapped around his shaft.

Mei Ling smiled brightly as she ran her fingertips through the rivers of liquid on her chest. “Not only do you take longer than an Asian man, but you cum like a horse,” she said and started to giggle.

Her laugh was infectious and he began to laugh as well. “Should I take that as a compliment?”

She ran one of her cum covered fingers over her lips before she licked them. “You should consider it a compliment,” she answered. “I want to know what else you have planned for me.”

As he dropped down beside her, he rolled on his side saying, “After I clean you up a bit, we’ll take a short nap. Once that’s done we’ll go down to the kitchen where I’ll make breakfast for you.”

“And after breakfast?”

Josh put his hand between her legs, holding her sex firmly. “After breakfast we’ll come back up here, have a long, sexy shower and discover some different positions that will allow you even stronger orgasms.”

Mei Ling studied his face. She was happy with what she saw and overjoyed that she had found a man that stirred her so much. The idea of continuing their sexual adventure was arousing at the very least. The idea of experiencing more of the climaxes that this man created inside her was almost overwhelming. “That sounds like an excellent plan.”

“Good,” he said with a smile. “Just let me get you cleaned up a bit and find something for you to wear.”

As he disappeared into the bathroom, Mei Ling’s thought was simply, “My parents are not going to like this.”

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What you have read is the opening section of a novel that I hope to finish this year.

JB