Short and sweet romantic relationship of an interracial couple
An American man has a loving relationship with a Korean-Japanese woman

By Mark Cooper  
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I got out and walked toward her. She was taking her bags out. I stared at her. She finally smiled and said hi. I said hi and introduced myself. Her name was Yumi. My experience told me that can be a Korean or Japanese name. Sometimes a girl who is mixed race is named Yumi also. I complimented her on her beauty. She thanked me and smiled. 

The diamond on her finger mocked me under the garage lights. She made no effort to hide it. I was shocked at how easily she was talking to another man. She seemed very, very single. I asked her for her number and got an invitation up to her apartment instead. She offered to let me put my perishables in her fridge. I hustled back to my car and got the bags. We ran the gauntlet of security key codes and elevators up to her floor. It seemed to take forever, but in a few minutes I was standing in an understated, small, one-bedroom apartment. It was tastefully decorated and had a white theme. I took my shoes off while she put away her things and mine. My mind was still buzzing with the freakishness of the whole situation. She opened a Heineken and split it into two glasses. I went into the kitchen and took one. We did the cheers thing and sipped. We held a gaze. She smiled at me. She led me to a leather couch.  (Related article:  Secrets of success of an interracial relationship)

The small talk was light. Her English was decent. She was mixed. Her dad was Japanese and her mom Korean. That is a very cool mix. It was obvious what she wanted. Being married actually was making it easier for me. She was physically attracted to me. Period. No need to bullshit her with any lines. I was in the apartment. Enough said. Our legs were pressed against each other while we chatted. Her husband worked with routers and was out of town on projects a lot - including tonight. I reached out and gently stroked her cheek. She smiled at me. I moved in closer and we kissed. It felt awesome. I kissed her neck and all over her face, stroking her hair. She was wearing a pink silk and lace bustier with bows right in the middle - I knew these lingerie styles. Asian women are masters at selecting their lingerie - they go for the most feminine stuff something my girlfriend told me about when I got to take a peek at her lingerie collection for the first time. She gave me her tongue again, more deeply while I worked her bustier. Just like a pro, it was in her lap in a second. I was rewarded with a moan. Time meant nothing while we explored each other. She was breathing like she had just walked in from a 3 mile run. We both knew it was inevitable. We both knew it was going to be explosive. Moonlight seeped through the blinds - gleaming off her diamond. I felt like a totally cool guy, getting ready to enjoy another man's wife. I had no shame in what I was doing. She wanted a tall, blond dream boy and she was getting one. We went at each other like animals. We were both drenched in sweat when it was over. So were the sheets. We just lied entangled in each other.

She got up when she started getting cold and showered. I washed off in the kitchen sink and got dressed. We chatted again. We shared a glass of water. I got her number, gathered up my things and headed out.  (Related:  Korean beauty Ursula Mayes)

Yumi and I met a few more times. Sometimes at her apartment, sometimes mine. We occasionally met for coffee or dinner. One night we narrowly avoided getting caught in a restaurant by one of her female friends. She had to hide in the bathroom until they left. Our relationship was awesome and, in some ways, the most honest and loving relationship I had ever had. We didn't need anything from each other. Eventually, that was also the other edge to the sword. The attraction wore off and we drifted apart. Her husband got transferred to another city. We had a great time while it lasted. Her husband never found out. She never got pregnant. So it ended well.

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