I was on a temporary assignment in the remote eastern region. I was asked to share accommodation with another co-worker. I reluctantly agreed. The reason for my reluctance was that I was allergic to pets and cigarette smoke. I knew that most of the accommodations are smoke-free, but they allow the residents to smoke outside only. The smokers come inside and inhale and exhale the toxic air. I become a passive smoker and victim of the situation.

I landed at my location and was picked up by a girl named Safina. I also introduced myself to her. We loaded the truck with my luggage and drove back home. It wasn't far off. We were home in less than ten minutes. I picked my belongings and went inside the house. She gave me a tour of the place. She also mentioned that she lives in the house, and I would share the house with her. She blinked with a sly smile. We had a small conversation over dinner.

Safina was a stylish girl wearing winter boots in the remote.  She was carrying branded clothes. Her dresser is filled with a good amount of makeup items a normal for a girl of her age. However, I had a feeling that she wasn't in the right job according to her big-city style and personality. Well, it was too early to form an opinion about her.

Safina was a petite girl with a dark complexion, satin-smooth skin, big dark eyes, and long black hair. She was of short stature with a sparkling white symmetrical set of teeth. Safina was of Asian ethnicity. She had a contagious smile. Safina was barely five feet tall, had about 32 kg in weight. She had a skinny body, thin arms, and legs. She was an exercise freak; she had a yoga mat and exercise ball. Safina liked to keep her nails well-groomed and very coloured them attractively to attract a man's attraction.  She was sensually attractive and tantalizing with good energy and spirit to feel her presence in the house in a remote. Her place was warm and welcoming.

She found me attractive as I was also much outdoorsy to keep myself fit. She wouldn't mind going for a long walk with me. She would also insist on joining in her meditation and yoga sessions. We both felt the high spirit. She would love to give her a hand in household chores and helping in cooking. She liked the hot and spicy food I cooked. We would sit down and watch TV together and sometimes discuss culture, history, movies, religion, and politics. She would often check my Facebook what I posted and liked my poetry and writings. We had good chemistry to spend time together in a creative and appreciate the presence of each other.  

One evening, I was taking a shower. Safina knocked on the door and came in unhesitatingly while I was in the shower. She was standing in front of the mirror and doing something comfortably without realizing I was in the shower. I came out of the shower to dry my body. She was still standing in front of the mirror and working on her hair. She was in her active exercise gear, a short and sleeveless top.  

She talked to me while standing there about her looks while looking at the mirror. I was putting cream on my body. I was trying to reach my back, but it was hard. She offered her help to apply moisturizer nicely on my back. She had a mysterious smile while she was standing rubbing my back.  

She looked down and asked me, "Are you circumcised?"

I said, "yes."

This is nice to know that you are fully circumcised. "Safina said it smilingly." I remained silent to her remark. I came out of the washroom, she followed me after me. I had not yet understood her intentions to come into the bathroom while I was in the shower. I personally felt at once that she had invaded my privacy, but I didn't bother much about it. It often happens when adults are sharing the same place.

Safina had cooked dinner. I set up the table as usual, and she served the dinner. I observed that she was more enticing and had seductive when she was looking at me. Her shiny hair and exercise gear were adding to her sex appeal. After dinner, we went to the living area to watch TV.  Safina came and sat on the couch next to me. She would often sit on the other couch. Safina would look from the corner of her eyes while I was sitting and putting my feet on the coffee table. She would breathe deep with a sound to draw her attention. I believed that tension was building in her. When I looked at her, she didn't miss the chance to smile and said, "You are a very nice man in her soft voice." I reciprocated with my thanks.

She offered her hand; I placed my hand on hers and pressed it.  She smiled and said, "It feels so good."  "I am glad that you feel good," I answered.  She kept pressing my hand; she was getting cozy and comfy with each squeeze. She moved closure to me. I knew she was trying to be intimate with me in the reflective moments of isolation. She moved her hand on my thigh, and I was still holding her hand. She placed her hand firmly on my thigh. I could hide my erection in my knicker. She whispered, "I love circumcised." I spread my legs to ease her access.

It was a perfect opportunity to pull her closer and kiss her. The game of intimacy started. Perhaps, she was waiting this moment. She was a pro-kisser. She kissed me down, soon to be between my legs. She caressed my manhood with her petite, fairly dark hands and her nails polished in red. She kissed and licked me. I let her play as she wanted. I loved her movements of utmost sophistication. She expressed her sweet affection and charm in a most womanly style being in those loving moments.  She was enjoying the moment instead of being in a rush to crush the joy of our intimate conjugation.

Safina cherished and relished those sensual moments. I was playing with her hair adoringly. Her dark smooth skin and long black here were very seductive and enticing. In turn, she was getting pleasure and gave me mystic bliss with her touches and kisses between my legs. I admired her devotion and held her in high esteem for her sense of passion. She interpreted the sensual moments in the right spirit.  

She paused for a moment to take fresh air. I pulled her in my lap. She was so cute that she was sitting in my lap like a sweet little baby. I kissed her petal-like lips, pressed her nice-sized breasts, and sucked her dark prickly nipples. Her dark skin fascinated me and enthralled me. I checked her below; she was wet and dripping. We kissed for a while, and I sucked her perky nipples. Finally, she softly said, "Let's go to bed."

I lifted her in my arms to the bed. I put her on the bed, kissed her lips and pressed her hard breasts to entice her. She came on her knees and arms. I checked her clean crack by caressing her; it was wet. I rubbed my hard tip on her sweet shaven tiny crack. I must admit that she had a little hole proportionate to her body frame and age. She was thirty-six years a sweet, lovely and petite lady.

I pressed her slightly with my hard tip; she remained strong on her arms and knees. I pushed in a little more; she had a hushing scream. Finally, I stopped there with my head in her cute hole. It thrilled her. I was three fourth in her teensy hole. I pushed deep inside her to the hilt. Then I pulled out little to push in harder, and I built up pressure. Safina thrust back to receive more brutal pushes. The rhythm of joy began with each push and pull.  I made my passage to penetrate her deep and hard. I pumped her engine of lust to fire up the passion of the wild game. She was demanding more as I screwed her harder and deeper.  I penetrated her deep with every stroke. I admired her stamina and spirit for wild sex.

We both were rocking and rolling between the stream of love and sensation. She remained quiet while I was on her. Her screams were resonating with her exhilarating pleasure. Her silence confirmed her enjoyment in the passionate moments.  I was riding a horny doll, I assumed. I pumped from the top to reach her depth.  I pushed her so hard that we both fell on the bed. I held her tiny body tight in my arms with my stiff rod deep inside her. Finally, I reached my climax and shot cum deep inside her. She enjoyed every stream of it inside her silently.

We adored each other with patience and affection to remain in a loving position for a while. Then, finally, we were in complete silence to feel the bliss of love and sensual moments.  She took my manhood in her hand and licked every drop mixed with her love nectar. I rarely find a girl with such perseverance. I appreciated her sweetness and forbearance.

I took her in my arms with love and kissed her to sleep until the following morning. Then, I realized that a woman would give in if she were with the right man who admired her love and actions for mutual pleasure. She gave me the hilarious experience of a woman with passion and sensuality. I still remember her for her contagious smiles and patience in intimate moments. Safina was a hidden treasure to be discovered and adored forever.  I loved her in my sweet memories.

"I realized in the morning that a woman would give herself if she were with a right man who admired her love and whatever she did for her pleasure and to please her man. She gave me the hilarious experience of a woman filled with passion and sensuality."