Meeting on the train
Collin truly stood out in the train carriage. It was rush hour in Tokyo and it was packed with people who bumped into each other at every lurch. Late Friday afternoons were the worst because all the people who normally stayed in town during the week tried to get home for the weekend.
He was the only non-Japanese person, white, blue-eyed, broad shoulders, and 6' 3" at 200 pounds. He played soccer on a university scholarship and had only been in Tokyo for a few weeks. He was on his way to check out some apartments in the suburbs, to see if that would provide more privacy than the campus dorm room he had in the crowded student quarters.
With all the jostling a pretty petite woman had been pushed up against him, her head reaching just to the middle of his chest. That she was pretty he knew because she looked up at him when she bumped him a bit hard when the train suddenly braked and she mouthed "sorry."
She had beautiful wide spaced brown eyes, full lips, with the upper lip a little fuller so it made a wider curve, a gorgeous face with the smoothest skin that begged to be stroked, and small delicious ears with diamond ear studs. At the next stop more people boarded. Collin stood with his back against a pole, so she was pushed even closer, ending up pretty well standing inside his winter coat that hung open of his broad frame.
Over the stink in the train of too many people he smelled the scent of her shiny black hair and a hint of a delicious perfume. Collin has seen quite a number of pretty Japanese girls but they were always shy in his towering presence. She seemed a bit less shy than most and looked comfortable being close to him.
The train made a crunching lurch around a curve and she seemed to lose her balance suddenly. Without thinking he grabbed her shoulder and pulled her against him. She looked up again, mouthed "thank you" and smiled. She must be somewhere between 25 and 30 he thought, a few years older than him. It was noisy in the train, so she went up on her tippy toes and asked close to his face "Do you mind if I hold on to you? I cannot reach the straps or the pole behind you."
He loved her smell, and had a sudden urge to kiss her, but all he could say was "No problem."
She went back down and then almost snuggled up against him in his open coat, putting her right hand under his coat on his belt. It felt very intimate, and although people cast glances at him all the time being so tall and white, nobody seemed to pay any attention to the woman almost hidden by his coat.
He felt a childhood urge to button up his coat so he could keep her, and take her with him so he could hold her and smell her wherever he went. It was a bit of a shock when he suddenly felt her left hand stroking his chest, as she pulled herself a bit closer. Anxiously he looked around, but nobody noticed a thing. What he did notice was that he felt himself getting hard from her proximity as she gently rubbed herself against him. He clearly could make out the two small bumps of her tits against his chest. His hardening penis was down his pant leg and before it became too uncomfortable he quickly reached down into his pants and put himself upright. The woman did not flinch as he did this, as he expected she would. So instinctively, as his hand moved back up, he cupped her left tit. It was small but felt genuinely nice and firm, the right size for such a petite creature.
This made her look up, half in shock, half amused. "You like that?" she whispered, as she rubber herself in his hand.
He smiled, but then surprised when she dropped her hand to his crotch and felt his hardness through his pants and started stroking his now extremely hard penis. As she cupped her hand around it she looked up at him with an expression of surprise. "Big, very big" she mouthed. She went on her tippy toes again as Collin bent down to hear her better. She suddenly kissed him, with a bit of tongue, gave him a squeeze and said "too big, too big!"
As if on queue the train suddenly began to brake and she started to move away towards the door. Collin was in shock, but quickly regained his senses and went after her. He just made it just in time through the crowd and out of the closing door. She was ten steps away heading for the exit. Running after her he yelled "wait, wait, what is your name, wait!."
She looked around in shock as he grabbed her arm, towering over her. "You cannot do this. My husband comes home tomorrow, I must go home."
"What is your name, can I have you phone number" is all Collin could answer.
He grabbed her hand; he could not let her go. She had gotten to him, he wanted to put her back inside his coat, he wanted to have her, he had to have her. Strangely enough they walked without speaking, hand in hand, to the exit where he had to let her go for a second in the turnstile.
But she waited for him and took his hand when they started walking again. "You can come with me for tea, but then you have to go" she said after a few minutes while walking briskly to a nearby apartment building.
"My English name is Judy, I am 29 years old, and I am married" she explained.
Collin did not say a word, mesmerized by holding the hand of this gorgeous creature, and wondering what would happen next. She continued "when I bumped into you on the train it was the first time in my life I was close to somebody so tall, so big. I was immediately very, very attracted to you, almost hypnotized. Maybe it is your physical size, or your skin color, I have never been close to somebody white. And I love the way you smell, and the way you held me when I almost fell. It made me want you very much. But I am married."
And she added with a smile "And you are too big down there."
They were both silent after that, down the street, up the elevator, and down the corridor to her apartment on the 28
th
floor.
She went in first and took off her coat in the tiny hallway. Underneath she wore a simple tight fitting short black dress, with a nice white scarf, and simple high heels with stockings. Collin was instantaneously hard seeing her like this. He took off his coat and gave it to her to hang up when their hands touched. She held his hand and they locked eyes. As she put the coat one handed on a peg besides hers he took her other and pulled her in.
"Just one kiss" he murmured.
He bent down, put his arms around her shoulders and kissed her hard with an open mouth. She stood still, not knowing what to do since she had invited him in. He embraced her stronger with his long arms, amazed how mature she felt in spite of her small size, kissing her harder, pushing his tongue into her mouth when she slightly opened her lips. She let it go for 20 seconds or so and then put her hands on his chest and pushed him back gently and broke the kiss.