Mika sat at home in the small one bedroom apartment that she shared with her husband Dennis. She had married Dennis just over a year ago and had been paying the price ever since.
Dennis was very strict and possessive. He was extremely proud of his young attractive wife and there was no way she would be allowed to work; so she was sentenced to a lonely life in the drab apartment. Day after day she watched TV, read magazines and yearned for human company. Dennis and Mika had met in Perth, Australia. She had left her home in Singapore, for a three-week holiday visiting relatives. Dennis had been a charming gentleman who promised her a chance to break from her unhappy life at home, but instead she had found a new prison.
Mika was 22 years old. her ancestry was a potpourri of Asian races. Her mother was Filipino Chinese and her father was Japanese or perhaps part Chinese she didn't know and now she couldn't ask him as he left his family many years ago.
Mika had inherited her mother's good looks and personality. Tall at about 5ft 7 inches she had dark hair that flowed to just below her shoulders. Her facial features were striking but not classically beautiful. Dark brown eyes were piercing and the fine eyebrows contoured the eyes to enhance their smoky gaze. Her nose was flat and unobtrusive and this was just as well as it did not detract from her mouth. Succulent large lips pouted from her face; extremely sexy and provocative, easily her most striking facial feature. Behind these lips were pearly white teeth that contrasted both with the red lipstick she wore and the dark tone of her skin. A small gap was found between her front two teeth. It was cute and alluring. It gave her natural beauty, not the perfect dentist smile.
Today she was dressed in a short sundress that was predominately white but had pink, yellow and blue flowers. The strap that went around the neck had a collar on it that made the dress look very childish. The front of the dress was a basic u shape that was designed to ensure that the body beneath it was covered, concealed, and downplayed. (Just how Dennis liked to present his wife in public.) The dress was perhaps one size too small for Mika as the top gripped her breasts and it hugged her lower body slightly more than the designer had intended. In short she looked like a schoolgirl in a dress one size too small. Under the dress she wore matching yellow panties and bra although the bra was redundant, as it was a flimsy cheap piece that only served to cut into her shoulders and cramp her breasts. The panties were of the same cheap material and were both frayed and slightly torn. Just as well the dress covered these garments otherwise she would have look like a street girl.
Mika had never been very involved with sex. As a girl she was not interested in following her friends in chasing boys nor did she indulge in frequent masturbation. Even when she felt the urge to stroke her body she seldom enjoyed the act. In fact she wondered why everybody was so hung up with sex.
Her first non-solo sex experience was with a friend of her mothers. Mika had endured hearing her mother and her friend Ahmad, fuck almost every night of the week since she was 14. When she was 18 Ahmad , with her mothers blessing, had seduced her in a rough and selfish manner that left him grunting and panting telling her she was a great root, while she felt sore, sticky ,stained and unfulfilled. Dennis on the other hand had been gentle but he lacked passion and was certainly was not into experimentation. These had been her only sexual encounters, apart from a briefing session with her cousin Ming, but that had been long forgotten.
Today Mika was even more depressed than usual. Dennis had stormed off this morning after an argument, and her only friend in the block of apartments had cancelled a long planned shopping trip, not that Mika had any money to spend. She decided to take a stroll down to the park. The weather was very warm and humid in Sydney, where they now lived. The park was not far from the beach and a cool sea breeze made it very pleasant sitting under a large gum tree. She thought of her life and what the future held and this worried her. She couldn't believe life with Dennis was the best it was going to get but she knew so little different. At this point she felt a stirring feeling in her body. Her breasts felt heavy and tender and a feeling that she could not describe worked its way from her heart to her feet, lingering and tingling her stomach and her vagina.
She had to leave. She got up and walked across the park convinced everybody was starring at her. She felt naked and embarrassed but at the same time she felt confident and happy. Her stride slowed; subconsciously she swayed her hips and thrust her chest forward rather than stooping to hide her ample breasts. Her nipples hardened with the cool breeze, and the flimsy bra and light sun dress could not hide the fact she had did have a magnificent pair of breasts only surpassed by the nipples that sat upright and proud in the middle of the dark sensitive part of breasts. Now she panicked, she had to get home, out of the public eye, into the safety of the apartment. Turning the corner into her street she noticed a car drive into the apartment car park, she paused. She didn't want to see who ever it was and she certainly didn't want anyone to see her in this flushed unnatural condition. It didn't work. As she turned into the driveway there was a tall male about 40 years of age with greying hair around his temples, bending to collect the mail from the letterbox.
Short of breath, she turned to avoid contact but too late, their eyes met. In a very deep voice he said " good morning how are you?'. Mika froze and stumbled out something that sounded half-English and half-Chinese.
"Pardon" he said.
Mika again stumbled, but this time the words came out "Sorry you frightened me I hadn't expected to see anybody".
"I am sorry" he said and followed with "do you live here?"
"Yes" replied Mika " I have just been for a walk and I am going back to my apartment'. She was surprised how confident she acted, and was also surprised that she said my apartment not our apartment. She needed to correct that. "My husband and I live in 305"
"Well I just moved into 405 last Thursday. I have been transferred from interstate perhaps we will meet again" he said as he walked away.
Mika found herself starring at him as he walked down the footpath to the stairs. She continued to watch almost mesmerized as he climbed the stairs to the reception area, suddenly, she darted after him not knowing why. They entered the lift together and she experienced the same feeling she had encountered in the park. Naked but confident.
"I don't know too many people in Sydney," he said. "We might be able to have a drink or go out for dinner one night if you and your husband would like that."
"Oh we don't go out much but I will mention it to my husband".
Again they parted as the lift door opened. "My name is Jack. and you are?"
"Mika" she said as the lift doors closed leaving her gazing at the closed metal door.
Inside the apartment she closed the door and leaned back against it breathing heavily. What is happening? She has lost control of her mind, her feelings and her body. Her nipples were rock hard now and her moth was dry and those luscious lips were more out turned than normal but were also dry and tight. All her bodily fluids hard drained to her vagina. She could not believe it. She could feel the juices welling up inside her and this tingling, numbing sense had taken over below her waist. Her back slid down the door until she found herself sitting on the floor with her legs spread wide open. Without knowing it, she reached down the front of her sundress and roughly pulled her left breast from the tight confines of the bra and the dress. This act caused a small amount of pain as she squeezed the nipple across her bra; it jolted her back into reality, but only for a moment. The touch of own breast and then nipple put her back into the almost trance like state. She was now rubbing her nipple very hard. It was not a caress it was a full on assault and she loved it. Now she wrenched the right breast free and she tried to shovel its nipple into her mouth but she couldn't reach it. The right angle she had formed with the door made the union impossible so she slunk to floor and this enabled her to flick her tongue against the nipple. But this was not enough.
