I met the girl on a long business flight I wasn’t at all looking forward to. My company had told me that I needed to go to our Tokyo field office to make sure the plans were finalized on a new hotel our company had been building. I guess the company thought I was familiar enough with the project that I was the “go-to guy” and so, lucky me – I was tasked with bringing this whole thing together!

I had been there before not more than a couple months previously for the same reason. And frankly, I was getting tired of making the 12 hour flight! But when the boss says go, it doesn’t leave you a lot of leeway.

I had met Asami on that first flight. She was a flight attendant and since that flight was pretty empty, we talked a bit to pass the time. She was a hot little Japanese babe who had just turned 26 years old. She had a hard little 32-24-32” body that made my cock ache just watching her walk up and down the aisle! She saw me watching her work once as she was handing another passenger a drink. The way she was bent over and the way her tight ass was stretching the fabric of her uniform was enough to make me start sweating! When she saw me ogling her, she smiled the most beautiful little smile and her almond eyes sparkled.

Once she had finished with the drinks, she came back to see me. I moved over a seat and she sat down next to me. We began talking about work and what I was going to Tokyo for. I explained my company’s business and she found it all interesting and exciting. We had talked for some time on that first flight and got along pretty good – I was more than a little disappointed when the pilot said over the speaker system that we would be landing soon. I had found out her name meant “morning radiance” and believe me – the name fit her perfectly! I asked her if she was free after work for a drink, but she had another flight to make.

“Well, thank you, Asami, for keeping me company. You made the flight a lot more enjoyable,” I told her.

“Thank you too, John. It was nice to have someone to talk to. Most of our passengers go to sleep on these long flights. It can be very boring,” she said.

We parted ways when the plane landed, and I was sure that I would never see her again.

I tried concentrating on work – after all this was a big contract and our company had fought hard to win it. It was up to me now to make sure we came in on time and, hopefully, under budget. But try as I might, I couldn’t get this girl out of my head. The whole four days I was in Tokyo, my mind was filled with the image of my sliding that little blue flight attendant uniform up over the young woman’s head and soft black hair to reveal that lush little body standing on white sling-back strapped high-heel sandals, white thigh-topped hose held in place by a white and blue lace garter belt, without panties, and all of this topped off with a matching lace bra. The whole picture made for some very hot dreams in that hotel room!

My work for this trip ended, and I had looked forward to the possibility of meeting up with Asami on the return flight, but it was not to be. So once I got back in the States, I forgot about my little Japanese flower.

Now however, I was looking at another trip to “The Land of The Rising Sun” and thoughts of this beauty returned. I knew deep in my heart that the odds of renewing our acquaintances were remote to say the least. I boarded the plane and settled into my seat for the flight. I had brought some reading material and my laptop to keep myself occupied – I just couldn’t see myself sleeping on a flight that took off at 10:00 A.M.! I was sitting there trying to get into the book I had brought when I heard her.

“Well, hello there! Are you headed back to Tokyo?” the female voice behind me said. I turned around – it was her!

“Hello, Asami! Yes, back to Tokyo again. It’s nice to see you are on this flight! Can you sit for a bit?”

“If you’d like,” she said, as I slid over and she took my seat.

“I was hoping that I might see you again, but I knew that the odds were pretty remote,” I said.

“Yes, I am glad too, John. And it looks as if someone else is glad to see me too!” she said patting my leg.

“WHAT!” I sputtered my drink – fortunately onto the back of the empty seat in front of us!

“Oh, I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make you choke! It’s okay, you have been very sweet. But something tells me that your thoughts are not so sweet,” she said with a soft, sexy giggle.

I looked into that lovely face. Babe if you only knew! I thought to myself.

“So tell me, John, just what IS going through that naughty mind of yours?” she whispered.

She spread her legs a bit and her fingers pulled the hem of her skirt up just far enough so that I could see where the lace of her stocking tops ended and the garters attached. I suddenly realized my imagination on the last flight had been brought to reality and my cock became harder than I remember it being in years.

“Give me your ticket,” she said softly.

“Why?” I asked her.

“I’m going to change your seating arrangement. This flight is practically empty and I know where we can sit and talk better.”

She took me up to the First Class section of the plane, which for this flight was closed off, so we had the whole place to ourselves. These luxury seats make out into an almost twin-sized bed for long flights. As we sat there talking a bit more, I let my fingers trail up her thigh to the hem of her dress. Since she made no attempt to stop me, I slid under the hem of her dress and slid my fingers along the stocking top inside of her left thigh until I felt the lace and then warm skin above. As if to reassure me, she scooted closer and unbuttoned the top three buttons of her blouse, exposing her perfect 32D tits.

“Mmmmm,” she whispered softly as she parted her legs a bit more, allowing me access to her. I continued on my exploration of her and as I reached the top of her stockings, I felt the warm flesh I had so vividly imagined.

“Don’t stop now, honey...” she coaxed me. I needed no further invitation and ran my hand up to her mound. I found her soft, pink slit had become damp with my caresses. I softly stroked her slit and found her tiny clit, rubbing a finger across it and sending shivers up her spine.

“Ohhhhhh...” she moaned and licked her lips. “Just a second, sweetheart,” she said, standing up. She laid a couple napkins down on the seat and then took her skirt off and laid it on the side of the chair. “I don’t want to stain my uniform!” she said, smiling. She sat back down and reclined the seat. I went back to fondling the girl and it wasn’t long before she was slick and moaning audibly.

She was hungry, and knew exactly what she wanted. She knelt down on the floor between my legs. She looked up at me as if to ask permission (like she needed to!) and smiled. I opened my legs and she took that as a yes, unbuckling my belt and unzipping my pants. I raised up just enough for her to slide them off my ass and down past my knees.

Asami took her cap off and let her hair down. It fell down around her shoulders to about mid back – long luxurious black hair that she brushed against my bare thighs and over my cock. She brushed her hair over my cock and down between my balls ... the sensation was incredible!

After she had finished teasing, she returned to her kneeling position on the floor, and spread my legs far apart. She spent some time kissing my thighs, getting closer and closer to my balls. She sucked one, then the other into her mouth and she twirled her tongue around each and licked me from my asshole between my balls and up the shaft of my now aching cock.

“Oh, Asami!” I moaned, as she tenderly cared for my cock. She smiled as I moaned out her name.

The little Asian honey licked my shaft with the tip of her tongue. Starting at the root, she worked her way up the sensitive underside of my cock, right under the head. She gave that area some attentive licks, and then teased me a bit more with some long, slow licks up and down the shaft. She finally put her lips around the whole head of my cock and started to gently suck me off. Fondling my balls with her hand, she slowly lowered her mouth over my entire cock, getting it deep inside her mouth.

She slowly bobbed her head up and down on my lap. I began breathing heavier – I was getting very close to cumming.

“Asami ... I’m going to cum!” I told her. I wanted to warn her just in case she wasn’t the type to swallow. I know some girls have an aversion to the taste of a man’s cum and cumming in their mouth without warning can really ruin the moment. But I didn’t have to worry with Asami – my warning only encouraged her further!

She pulled my cock from her mouth and smiled.

“I want you to cum in my mouth, baby! I want to taste your sweet cum. Give it to me ... give me your cock cream!” she said. She spit on my cock and used it as jack off lube and she swallowed my cock again, using her hand as a milking machine to get me to shoot my load down her pretty throat.

“Oh fuck Asami, that feels good...” I moaned. Asami was sucking my cock like a slut in heat.

“Mmm ... Oh ... Mmppphh ... Um!” she moaned at my compliment. She took me as deep into her throat as possible while breathing through her nose. She took my whole cock down her throat, her face buried in my lap, I could feel her chin tickling my balls.

Finally I could take no more – I was going to cum and I couldn’t do anything to stop it!

“Asami ... OHHH!” I shot my load down the Asian girls’ throat as I gripped her hair tightly. I spurted repeatedly as I held her head in my lap. She dutifully swallowed every drop of my cum, not spilling a drop and making no mess whatsoever on herself, me, or the seat. It was as if we were never even there!

When I quit pumping, she licked my cock clean and sat back on her heels, proud of herself. I reached down and helped her up and kissed her, tasting my own cum on her full lips.

I stood and pulled up my pants, then sat back down, drawing her down with me.

“Asami, that was incredible, but how can I thank you in return?”

She smiled again and looked into my eyes and whispered, “I want your cock inside of me, John!”

I knew that granting her wish there on the plane would cause far too many problems for us both, so I came up with another idea.

“Where are you staying by the way?” I asked.

“The airlines have a few rooms at a small hotel near the airport that they keep for the flight crews.”

“Well, I have a suite over at the Hilton and you can stay with me tonight at least. Is that okay?”

“Whatever you say, Sir! But I need you inside me real soon!” she said, smiling.

“I can’t wait to be inside you either!” I told her. Just before she left, I slipped a couple fingers under her skirt and up inside her. I withdrew them and licked them, tasting her. “I can hardly wait to return the favor!” I told her.

She giggled and left to get ready for our landing.

Once on the ground, I went into the terminal and got my luggage. I met up with Asami and we walked together making small talk – making sure that we were discreet and that nobody knew there was any connection between us. I had told her what hotel and what room to go to before we parted in the terminal, so I went straight to the hotel to wait for her.

While I waited, I got the room set up the way I wanted and ordered some champagne for us. The hotel steward had just left after delivering it, when I heard a soft knock on the door.

I opened the door and quickly snatched the beautiful Asami into my room shutting the door behind her. I pulled her body into mine and kissed her the way I had wanted to since I first laid eyes on her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and returned my kiss with just as much passion and need.

“Come, Asami, I want you now!” I said, taking her hand.

“Hold on, Tiger! Let me at least take a shower and get cleaned up a bit first ... I mean, I’d like to be fresh and pretty for you,” she said “before you go and get me all dirty again, that is!” she smiled.

That girl could have rolled around in a pig sty and not been any less desirable than she was at that moment. But I gave her the time she asked for, and she took a shower and did whatever “freshening up” that a woman does in the bathroom with the door closed.

Finally, I hear the bathroom door open and a moment later I saw her standing in the doorway.

She stood in the doorway, naked and beautiful, the light from the other room backlighting her and making her seem all the more angelic.

“You are beautiful,” I whispered in a cracking voice that made me sound like a pimply-faced teenager the first time he saw a naked girl! Asami lowered her eyes and I swear I could see her blush all the way across the room.

“Thank you. I wanted to make you want me so much tonight. Was it worth the wait?” she asked softly.

I reached out to her and she took my hand as I brought her into bed with me. I wrapped my arm around her and drew her close. She smelled every bit as good as she looked and I inhaled her fragrance like a winemaster would his favorite vintage.

“Asami, I want you so much...” I told her. I kissed her softly, passionately. I wanted to devour her.

“So take me,” she said, laying back on the bed in an open invitation to feast on her. I rose to my knees and moved around to her side. I began my buffet by kissing her yet again. She opened her mouth and I placed mine over hers as our tongues grappled like two snakes in a deathmatch. I moaned my desires to her and she returned hers as we kissed. I moved slowly down to her soft throat and onto her chest. Soft kisses in a trail to her perfect breasts.