When the curfew started, it was no big surprise. It was obvious it would come. I was prepared: I had bought some supplies and – more important – materials to work on my house in the Quartier d'Auteuil. Most of the time in the following weeks I spent in my house. The kitchen was ready to use and so I started to work on the bedroom.
A few days before I started my self-quarantine, I went to do some grocery shopping at a supermarket nearby. While I was looking for some vegetables, I got into a conversation with a woman in her early thirties standing next to me. She was Asian, nearly as tall as me and skinny. Her smile was lovely and I was immediately fascinated by her dark, brown eyes.
We had to talk English because she couldn’t speak any French. She was looking for a specific ingredient for a recipe she found online, but she didn’t know the English name. After she showed me a photo of the vegetable, I could guide her where to find it: fennel. After a while we parted ways, but we exchanged our mobile numbers and she promised to tell me how the recipe worked out.
A few days before I started my self-quarantine, I went to do some grocery shopping at a supermarket nearby. While I was looking for some vegetables, I got into a conversation with a woman in her early thirties standing next to me. She was Asian, nearly as tall as me and skinny. Her smile was lovely and I was immediately fascinated by her dark, brown eyes.
We had to talk English because she couldn’t speak any French. She was looking for a specific ingredient for a recipe she found online, but she didn’t know the English name. After she showed me a photo of the vegetable, I could guide her where to find it: fennel. After a while we parted ways, but we exchanged our mobile numbers and she promised to tell me how the recipe worked out.
I texted her the next day, but she didn’t reply. Maybe, she wasn’t that interested in talking to me. So I shrugged it off and started to work on my bedroom. It surprised me when she replied a week later. She expressed her regret for her late respond but because of the worsening situation she spontaneously decided to go back to Asia. Her family worried about her and wanted her back with them at home. Considering the pandemic that had effected the whole world this was a good reason not to answer. It made me a bit sad to know that she was more than 10.000 km away. At least at first… With a curfew imposed, there wouldn’t have been a real chance to meet. So I accepted her suggestion to talk via Facetime the next morning. My morning would be her early evening, due to the time difference of 7 hours.
We started shortly after my breakfast. Even though my bedroom wasn't completely ready, I sat down on my bed to feel more comfortable. At first we spoke a lot about the current situation the whole world was facing, the different lockdown and prevention measures Europe and asian countries were adopting. And how close she came around to go into a mandatory quarantine of 14 days for everyone entering the country coming from Europe that was enacted three days after she arrived at home.
From there we went on to different recipes and had to chuckle about the fact that she didn't have the chance to try out the fennel recipe. Our conversation shifted towards more private topics, but after nearly three hours of intensive and flirty talking the connection broke up. It took us nearly 30 minutes to start a new video session. The first thing I noticed was that she wasn't sitting at her desk anymore but on her bed instead. And while she had worn a light summer dress before she was now dressed with a dark t-shirt with two women drawn like in a japanese cartoon whose features formed a skull. And like before she had this incredible cute smile on her face. A little voice in my head told me, that the 30 minutes pause was not caused by technical problems.
It didn't take long to reach more intimate topics. It was obvious that she was very curious on one hand. But on the other hand she was quite shy and didn't tell very much about her preferences and things she liked. An assumption was forming in my head and after some subtle questions I could confirm it: She was still a virgin. She lacked of expierences, so she couldn't tell very much.
At first I was surprised. But then, when I thought about it, it didn't surprise me any longer. It was a different culture. Those loose relationships that were common in Europe were not so common in Asia. It didn't stop her from asking very intimitate questions and giving me clear signals what she wanted to see. And what to show.
It was a new way for me to experience a sensual encounter with a woman. Even though I had a smartphone and used some of those common apps for basic communication, I was never very keen to waste my time with social media. Back in the day when the regular telephone was still a thing, I had a couple of times telephone sex with an exgirlfriend.
But that was many years ago and I never used my smartphone to receive (or even send) explicit photos of erotic bodyparts. And never before had I used a webcam to watch a beautiful woman gently touching herself and by that arousing herself - and me.
Our video session lasted all day long (respectively all night long) and it had a couple of climaxes. Eventually, we ended the session because we were both exhausted and tired.
We started shortly after my breakfast. Even though my bedroom wasn't completely ready, I sat down on my bed to feel more comfortable. At first we spoke a lot about the current situation the whole world was facing, the different lockdown and prevention measures Europe and asian countries were adopting. And how close she came around to go into a mandatory quarantine of 14 days for everyone entering the country coming from Europe that was enacted three days after she arrived at home.
From there we went on to different recipes and had to chuckle about the fact that she didn't have the chance to try out the fennel recipe. Our conversation shifted towards more private topics, but after nearly three hours of intensive and flirty talking the connection broke up. It took us nearly 30 minutes to start a new video session. The first thing I noticed was that she wasn't sitting at her desk anymore but on her bed instead. And while she had worn a light summer dress before she was now dressed with a dark t-shirt with two women drawn like in a japanese cartoon whose features formed a skull. And like before she had this incredible cute smile on her face. A little voice in my head told me, that the 30 minutes pause was not caused by technical problems.
It didn't take long to reach more intimate topics. It was obvious that she was very curious on one hand. But on the other hand she was quite shy and didn't tell very much about her preferences and things she liked. An assumption was forming in my head and after some subtle questions I could confirm it: She was still a virgin. She lacked of expierences, so she couldn't tell very much.
At first I was surprised. But then, when I thought about it, it didn't surprise me any longer. It was a different culture. Those loose relationships that were common in Europe were not so common in Asia. It didn't stop her from asking very intimitate questions and giving me clear signals what she wanted to see. And what to show.
It was a new way for me to experience a sensual encounter with a woman. Even though I had a smartphone and used some of those common apps for basic communication, I was never very keen to waste my time with social media. Back in the day when the regular telephone was still a thing, I had a couple of times telephone sex with an exgirlfriend.
But that was many years ago and I never used my smartphone to receive (or even send) explicit photos of erotic bodyparts. And never before had I used a webcam to watch a beautiful woman gently touching herself and by that arousing herself - and me.
Our video session lasted all day long (respectively all night long) and it had a couple of climaxes. Eventually, we ended the session because we were both exhausted and tired.
I really took pleasure in this way of getting intimate, even though it couldn't hold up to the real thing. But it was a nice surrogate for lonely nights, especially during the curfew. Who knows how long it will last. It was highly unlikely I would meet someone for real in the next weeks, so I was looking forward to another websession with her. We had arranged a date for the next day.
While working in my bedroom I recapitulated scenes from it and I had to restrain myself because it aroused me more than I could use while renovating.
The time passed by quite slowly. But eventually it was time for our virtual date and I got an invitation for a video session a second after I opened Facetime.
While working in my bedroom I recapitulated scenes from it and I had to restrain myself because it aroused me more than I could use while renovating.
The time passed by quite slowly. But eventually it was time for our virtual date and I got an invitation for a video session a second after I opened Facetime.
She was already waiting for me.
Naked.
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