I couldn’t wait for Friday, the day I’d been tracking online for three weeks, to arrive! I was sitting in my living room at ten in the morning just having a cup of coffee and casually watching some daytime TV when I heard the van door slam outside.
I jumped up, tied my housecoat, and ran to the door. I was standing there, in anticipation, with the winter wind blowing about my bare shins as the delivery man wheeled the box up my walk on his dolly.
A dolly for a dolly! Little did he know!
“What’s in here, anyhow?” He asked, huffing and puffing as I signed the digital form.
“It’s really none of your beeswax.” I said, to which he went off with only the barest of pleasantries. But what time did I have for such diversions.
I laid the box down on the living room carpet, and with the box cutter I’d already placed on my coffee table, I delicately sliced open the brown tape and pulled open the box. She was in there, under the layers of plastic, and through the packing peanuts that scattered everywhere as I pulled her free from her container.
Mariko came with a plaid kilt and a little dress jacket, as I had requested. I gently carried her to the sofa and positioned her beside me, moving close and putting my arm around her as I introduced myself.
“Hello Mariko,” I said. You’re going to live with me now, and we are going to get along marvelously.” As we spoke, I noticed that her skirt had ridden up just a little, her milk white panties peeking out ever so slightly from between her legs.
I know it was forward, but I reached down and touched her inner thigh, just below the panty line. I felt my cock swelling as my fingers ran over the slight rubber seam on the inside of her leg.
“We will have to smooth your skin, when we get the chance. We can’t have you going around all rough like this.” I leaned in and kissed her on the mouth. “You’re going to love it here, Mariko, I just know you are!”
I gently leaned her back and lay down on top of her. I could almost feel her giving way, her limbs yielding to me as I pushed her legs open and fumbled with my fly. I had the lube ready—not to assume anything—but I know what kind of a girl Mariko is. I know what kind of a girl she is for me, anyhow. With everyone else she’s an absolutely angel.
I slid inside of her, slowly, gently. Her tightness gripped me, and I began to move. It was too much! I came almost instantly!
“It won’t always be like that”, I told her. We have so much time together. It doesn’t matter how long we make love anyway, it only matters that we have, and that we shall again!
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