Like everyman I always dreamed of being with My Perfect Woman. Born to a wealthy Christian family in a town village in Oklahoma, which clung to tradition and values, my life was easy going. I had everything I could hope for. My education was sound which gave me a handsome job with steady income. My marriage took place without first really getting to know my wife the way I would have liked. As time went on, I realized that this was never the dreamy married life I had looked forward to.
The early months of my marriage seemed deceptively lively and full of excitement. It slowly faded off, more like how a baby takes on a new toy and gets bored afterwards. Gradually our lives crept apart, each person locked inside their own world, we were strangers to each other. Somewhere shortly along the course of our lives, our child, a baby girl was born. I vaguely remember the happy faces of my family and somehow, to me, it didn’t mattered. The months that followed seemed ponderous and slow, as if on a march towards nothingness.
Despite all this emptiness I did manage my duties as a father. Both Melissa and I put our efforts to give our child the best of what we could muster, in the face of a fast disintegrating marriage. One and a half years after my baby’s birth, fate dealt a cruel blow. She was stricken down with pneumonia and despite every care we could give, she got worse. Our bundle of joy was fast losing her battle. She passed away one evening in the hospital fighting till her last breath. My wife was inconsolable having lost the only thing she really cared for. Later that night, strangely, I sobbed myself to sleep.
I woke up the next morning hit with the pain of realization. I knew with a strange certainty that I had to save my marriage, and I needed my wife back in my life, and it had to be now. I knew that despite everything I needed her more than anything else in this world and I would give anything to get her back. So, for the next few days I started planning desperately how best to do it.
Taiwan is probably the last place any one would choose as a romantic hotspot and more so, especially to save your marriage. Not with its overcrowded streets and the bustle of everyday life. I used to dream about the canals of Venice with the gondolas and the romantic music to set the mood. Love River in Taiwan, I felt was the perfect place to experience all that and maybe more in a truly Oriental way. Suddenly everything began to fall in place. I knew what I was missing this whole time. I never did try to understand her nor her feelings all these years. It saddened me and I had to make immediate amends.
I broke the news to her one week later, after I had all the travel and hotel reservations done. I took the chance somehow feeling confident she will not say no. I was right and was obviously relieved. She seemed strangely unemotional though, about the whole thing. I couldn’t blame her. Our flight was in the morning and when we reached the airport which was slightly less then 3 hours by road, everything seemed to be coming back. She was still expressionless.
It was going to be a long journey. It was all the way to Hong Kong via LA, and from Hong Kong another one and a half hour. All together it would take slightly more then a day. I looked forward to being with her all this time, close to her and maybe look at her, the way I never looked these two years.
I imagined how much she needed me in a place where no one knew who we were. I thought that when we got back to the hotel how easy it would be to caress her face and hold her warm body up against mine. The feeling of her round breasts, pushed up against my chest. As she breathes her nipples begin to gently rub against me. I can see down her top, as I gently unbutton her top. I feel her beginning to grind against my jeans. I cup her breast in my hand and begin to suck through her lace bralette. She moans louder, my cock so thick and ready for her body. My heart beat faster as I thought about her.
Our travel was uneventful. We landed in Kaohsiung in the morning. It was a Sunday and being a holiday, it was crowded. Taiwan is never the best place to drive or to be driven. People are in such hurry and the last thing they obey, are the traffic rules. The place is overcrowded and for a moment I panicked on my decision to come here. We checked into one of the well known Hotels within a comfortable proximity to Love River.
The room was luxurious to say the least with a resplendent looking king bed and a spacious bathroom. I asked her to freshen up while I scanned the streets from the balcony. I could start off with a stroll along the river and maybe visit the pubs and restaurants by the road side. She came out from her bath draped in her robe and for the first time I noticed how beautiful she was. I looked up all the way from her dainty toes to her beautifully toned calves and up her shoulders and to her shoulder length deep brown hair, now wet and clinging around her head. Her hands and fingers seemed so perfect and sculpted.
She began to rub moisturising lotion on the bottoms of her legs, she rubbed it heavily into her thighs. I could feel an erection swell between my legs, I often loved to watch her. I imagined parting her thighs apart with my hands and massaging her inner thighs. I would place more lotion on my hands, I would massage around her vagina until she became wet. She would grab onto my waist and ask me to enter her. I would not yet give her what she wants. I would pin her arms up, and take off her panties. My hand would slowly begin massaging her warm and wet vagina. She would frantically grab at my hand for insertion, but I would lean in forward and begin to lick her out. I would lick all her juices and demand she needed to give me more. She caught me staring at her, I tore my eyes away and headed for the bathroom.
I was slightly panting and strangely excited. I finished relieving myself and had a bath. I came out to see her dressed in a pair of jeans and polo. I too dressed up and together we moved out to the streets. It was nearing noon and decided to try out some of the local recipes. Gradually she appeared to relax and speak more freely without the former hint of quiet submission. We ate and we talked at the same time. Our subjects flitted from the strange but lovely dishes, friends, our family and then slowly to our baby. The thoughts of her baby came back to her and I could see her eyes briefly moisten.
After we had finished I took her hand and led her down the street. Keeping to the side beside the river, we walked in silence, close to each other with bodies barely touching. I took her hand gently but firmly in mine. She did not say a word, but moved closer, now with our bodies moving in unison and gently rubbing against each other. She stopped suddenly and looked at my eyes and told me that she wanted to go back to our room now. We turned and for no reason hurried back, almost running, to our room.
No sooner we entered the room and with no further words exchanged, she embraced me tightly and clung to me pressing her whole body to mine, sobbing uncontrollably. I gently lifted her face to mine and without hesitating, kissed her long and deep on her full lips. Our tongues wrestled as I tasted the food we had. Gently biting her lips I sucked her lower lips while she hung on to me desperately. Finally I lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed and I literally dropped myself on top of her
I kissed and rubbed the nape of her neck gently biting her as she moaned with pleasure. Still dressed, I snuggled between her full breasts and biting them through her dress. By this time she was almost trashing with sheer pleasure and we almost tore away our dresses and cuddled into a warm embrace.
All the long years of loneliness seemed to break away replaced with a sudden uncontrollable urge. I made love to her gently at first but with a fiery passion in the end as I spent deep inside her. The moments which followed were probably the sweetest I ever enjoyed all these years. She held me tightly, all the time whispering sweet nothingness in my ear. We stayed in bed holding each other closely as if afraid something may befall the other.
I slowly got up and planting a kiss on her forehead peered into her big brown eyes and smiled. It was a smile which carried a million expressions of love. She followed me to the bathroom and we took our bath together. I could not remember if there was another time before this that we had our bath together
My Perfect Woman
Later that evening, we sat in the Love River Park drinking tea in one of the outdoor cafes. They played music and we listened to the litany holding hands and lost in our new found world. By late dusk we took a journey along the river overwhelmed by the breathtaking night sights on either side of the river. She snuggled close to me and rested her head on my shoulder. I put my hand over her shoulder and kissed her on her lips. She seemed so full of joy and happiness.
We decided to find a quiet place along the Love River, nestled between some forestry and the shoreline. I placed down my jacket for us to sit next to each other, I pulled her in close so she could use my body to heat up. I rubbed her shoulders as her shivering body calmed down. She placed her hand on my knee and it began to wander onto the crotch, she began stroking it through my pants. I had one of the biggest erections I had ever had, it sat so uncomfortably in my pants. She said she would take care of it. She unbuttoned my jeans and began running my cock. The precum dripped out as my balls started to become full of cum. I got the precum on my finger and rubbed it into her nipple. Her body relaxed and she rubbed my cock quicker and faster. Strings of cum uncontrollably poured out onto her hand. She was pleased with herself and I felt fully relieved for the first time in a long time.
We finished our boating and walked back to the park, I did not want this day to end so quickly. As we were about to leave, I pulled her close to me and planted a long and lingering kiss on her lips. I dropped to my knees in front of her and pulled up her top and snuggled against her breasts slowly sucking each nipple until they stood upright. I then proceeded down to her lap caressing her calves from under her skirt and then I buried my head between her warm thighs. The musky odor of her sex overpowered my senses as I titillated it with my tongue. Her moans were subdued and then she suddenly grabbed my hair pulling me closer and deeper. She held me like that for a few moments before she relaxed and looked at me for a long time.
Abruptly she got up, took my hand and walked back to our hotel. We had one more long delicious bath enjoying each other’s body to the fullest, exploring every nook and cranny, valleys and dales, seen and unseen. That night it seemed as if we could never get enough of each other. Finally towards the break of dawn we drifted off to sleep.
We got up late in the morning to the sound of our room phone ringing incessantly. It was the voice of a rather anxious front office clerk who seemed to be worried about not seeing us in the morning. I guess she understood when I spoke because I sensed her giggle at the end of the conversation. That day we kept ourselves to our hotel and to ourselves. All the time we had lost had to be made up.
The Love River park was our favorite place. We would sit and talk and talk. Not that we had any particular subject. We really never cared about choosing subjects as long as we could talk to one another. We sat there from morning till evening at times strolling along the river side and visiting each and every shop, not that we wanted to buy anything. We knew all the places we could secretly spend more time together, alone, away from the hustle and bustle of the locals and tourists.
We stayed on for another 3 days, this time taking care to visit the market streets to buy jade jewellery and any other curios we could lay our eyes on. As long as we had each other, we did not really care what we bought and how we spend the time. We took another boating down the river before we started back. This time the boat was all for ourselves and taking care that we spend the time enjoying the lovely sights along the shores not caring for anything else in the world. Within these days we made passionate love countless times, the wetness ran down her legs each time she would think about penetration. I always gave her what she wanted.
As we boarded the return flight and had settled comfortably in my favorite place by the window, I could not but be proud and guilty at the same time. Proud that I finally pulled my marriage back from a precipice and guilty that I never had made an attempt to know how much we loved each other. It took the loss of my precious baby to make me realize.
I looked across to my wife who appeared to have dozed off. Her hair slightly dishevelled, falling over her shoulders, her graceful face full of love and beauty almost made me say aloud, Thank God, it was worth it, the sacrifice was worth it. I looked back to the window staring in to the clouds. She turned her head to me and smiled. Maybe she heard.