Going on a date with Mico

Mico eyed herself in the mirror, adjusting her dress to fit her perfectly. She was a petite Japanese girl standing at 5'5' with a light brown hair pulled back in a bun. Tonight she will be going on a date with John, someone she had already been intimate with the day before. She wanted to make sure to make an impression and so she choose the dress she had carefully picked out weeks before.

It was a curve-hugging, light blue dress with a subtle sequin pattern along the hemline. The sleeves had sweetheart collar that stopped right around Mico's elbows, giving the dress a flirty look that she thought was appropriate for the occasion. To complete the look, she had added a sleeks pair of nude high heeled stilettos with tongues of gold that gave her an extra boost in height.

Mico stared back at her reflection, pleased with how the dress slid against her petite frame. She was about to go out on a date with John, the guy she had been team fucking with her friend Ryoko the day before. With her date minutes away, Mico took a deep breath, adjusting her bun and sliding her necklace around her neck.

The doorbell rang and Mico sighed, grateful to finally have an excuse to leave her room. She opened the door and saw John standing on her front porch. His eyes widened as he took in her appearance and he smiled in appreciation.

'Now, why didn't you warn me you were gonna look so damn perfect?' He asked, opening his arms as a gesture for a hug.

Mico smiled before stepping into his embrace, her hands coming to rest on his broad shoulders.

'So, are you ready to have some fun?' He asked, giving her a mischievous grin.

Mico nodded, excitement bubbling up inside her as they walked to his car. The date was planned to only consist of the two of them, which pleased Mico as she wanted to focus solely on her and John.

John opened the car door for her before climbing into the driver's side. As he started the engine, Mico glanced over at him, fascinated by his easygoing demeanor. His fingers tapped away on the steering wheel as they drove off, a catchy tune playing from the radio.

At dinner, the conversation flowed as the two shared details of their lives and discussed their shared interests. As the night progressed, John's touches lingered as did Mico's eyes.

After dinner, the two decided to take a walk in a nearby park. As they walked, John took Mico's hand, intertwining their fingers. The warmth of his touch spread through her and she felt herself move closer to him, feeling safe enough to be ****.

As they walked, the conversation turned to more intimate topics. They talked about their fantasies and what they wanted from their sexual experiences.

John stopped and looked down at Mico before leaning in close. His lips brushed against hers before he pulled away, leaving her feeling breathless. She looked up at him, captivated by the way his blue eyes met hers.

'I think I'm ready to go home,' he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Mico nodded, understanding what he meant without needing to say more. After all, this was the real reason why they had gone on the date in the first place.

Once they arrived at John's house, they immediately headed to his bedroom.