Hi
I'm new to this forum. I wasn't sure where to post this thread, but decided to post it here in the ask females section in order to get feedback from women, which is essentially what my story is all about.
I'll try to give you all the facts as detailed as I can without going too much off topic. Please note that all of the following took place in Japan.
Here goes.
At the end of november 2009, I met a Japanese woman online. She was the one who contacted me by viewing a thread I had posted on a Japan-related forum a few months earlier. I was used to making friends via online forums, so I welcomed this person as well, thinking that we could be friends. However, the truth is that these internet correspondances usually only last a few emails and then you never hear from these people again.
What happened here though was that when I replied to her email to thank her for contacting me, the first thing she did was to give me the email address to her mobile phone. I had never seen that being done before in all the years I had met people online on that forum. I thought it was a bit strange, but decided to email her directly to her cellphone (from my laptop).
She then replied to me almost instantly. We went over to introducing ourselves, and she told me that she was a 30 year old woman looking for new friends (meaning that there is a 7-8 year age gap between us seeing as I'm in my early twenties). We would go on to to correspond over the next couple of hours. During that time, I noticed that she often send me pictures of herself (face, silhouette, etc.), which again, I had never seen being done before. I innocently asked her why she did this. She replied by saying that it was easier for us to familiarize ourselves with each other that way.
I didn't really take her seriously, but just kept talking to her in Japanese since I thought it was good practice for me. Since she told me that she was looking for new friends. She seemed to have a boyfriend, but he was living in Tokyo and hardly ever contacted her, so she felt lonely and was looking for new people to be with. I did find it strange that she would still call someone like that her boyfriend. Anyone in the right mind would have broken I had told her that if we get along well together, we could meet up in town from time to time and have a drink or something. She seemed to be ok with that. I learned that she was working as an archaeologue, digging up ancient stones and the like from the city ruins. She would not have work on rainy days though.
The next day after I came home from school in the afternoon and checked my emails, she had already written me an email that morning, so I picked up on it and wrote her back. Again I received a quick reply and we were off again for a couple of hours of more corresponding, again with her sending me photos of herself periodically. Until all of a sudden, she sent me a photo of her in the bathtub, and as our normal conversation continued, nude pictures of herself would follow shortly after. At that point, I started to ask myself if this was not just some kind of joke she was playing on me, or maybe she was just a prostitute trying to get some attention. In any case, I tried not to take it too seriously, since I thought we were just going to be friends anyway, so whatever she wanted to do - whether that was sending nude pictures of herself to me - was her business.
By the time she continued to send me these spicy pictures of herself, the conversation had changed from a casual conversation to one that was about sex. She would ask me about my personal experiences, and I would just play along and ask similar questions. I had told her I was in fact still a virgin, and then she asked me if I wanted her to deflower me. Again, I did not take this seriously at all, but found it rather amusing to be involved a such a strange situation. That day again I believe we had corresponded for several hours. She gave me her phone number that same evening. Keep in mind that I'm usually always using my laptop when doing my homework for school etc. so I could instantly check whether I had received new emails. And she always promptly replied to my emails during those hours in which we corresponded, thus not leaving any time gaps in between.
The following day our correspondance continued, as did the pictures she sent me. I remember it was a rainy day that day, so she told me she stayed home and just relaxed while taking care of her newly born puppies. Later that evening, we would talk on the phone for the first time, and we talked for as much as three hours. From our conversations, she seemed to be a rather normal person just like everyone else, apart from the fact that she sent these odd pictures to people she had never met before. I did actually enjoy talking to her, as did she I think. I asked her why on earth she did what it was she did. She said that she liked to surprise people. I then proceeded to asking how many other people she corresponded with and sent nude pictures to. She replied by saying that she had picked me out of all the ads on the forum, and that she only sent these pictures to people who she thought she would be able to get along with. Keeping in mind that she just wanted to make new friends, I asked if she was available in the weekend so we could meet up and meet each other in person (putting aside the whole sex talk), and she said that it might be better if I came directly to her house, because her parent's werent home that weekend and she couldn't leave the house because she had to take care of her puppies. She even invited me to sleep over. Obviously I was feeling a bit uncomfortable with these sudden developments, but we had actually corresponded quite a lot in the past days and over the next day as well. We would talk on the phone in the evening, and she would mail me during her breaks at work and during lunch time. It became clear to me that she couldn't possibly correspond like this with 3-4 people at the same time.
I decided to go and meet her in the end. I know it was naive of me, but I guess we 'trusted' each other enough to do it. If I hadn't talked to her on the phone several days before or corresponded with her as much as I didn, I wouldn't have done it. For all she knew, I could have been a serial killer, but I wasn't was I. Before meeting I did ask her what she was really about. I wanted to know if she was just looking for a sex friend or something, but when mentioning it, she said she didn't like to hear the term 'sex friend' because it sounded as if we would just meet for sex (that was certainly what she made me believe). Needless to say it became quite obvious that we were going to have sex when we met. However, we had then agreed that the main reason for us meeting in the first place was to be friends, even though there was a high chance of us having sexual intercourse. She was very casual about the whole sex thing and didn't seem to mind at all.
Between the first time I had talked to her on the internet, and the day that we finally met, one week had passed.
The day I met her, she picked me up at the train station, and drove us to her house. Her parents had already left, so we had the whole house to ourselves. By the way, I lived about 30 minutes away from her house by train, or about 10 km. Throughout the day, we talked a lot, and got to know each other better. As on the phone, I found her very easy to talk to. I enjoyed her company. She cooked dinner for both of us in the evening and we had a really good time together. It then struck me that she really was a nice person. She seemed honest, hard working, and whitty...and very sexual too. I started wondering why someone so nice as her needed to sell herself like that on the internet to get attention.
The next day at the breakfast table, we talked about lots of different things again, such as about her past (foreign) boyfriends etc. She mentioned that she got married some 4 years ago, but got divorced after a month because her Japanese husband hardly had any time for her. As with most Japanese white collor workers, he was constantly working, coming home late in the evenings, being too tired to spend any time with his wife, and then just sleeping in on weekends, which is what led her to file a divorce.
and I asked her again to be completely sure I wasn't getting myself into anything I would regret later, what kind of relationship she wanted with me. I told her I didn't want a serious relationship, one reason being that I still felt hurt from the breakup of a previous relationship a month earlier, and another reason being that I couldn't really take someone seriously who did the things she did on the internet. She said she was fine with us being 'more than friends, but less than a couple' In the end that's what we decided to go as.
In the next few days and weeks, we would thus keep in touch with each other like a real couple would, only there not being any real love like a real couple. We would talk on the phone, and mail each other in our free time.
She said I couldn't meet her at her house when her parents were home, so instead, we found some other activities to do in the cities. The next time we met, we went to a love hotel together, followed by a light show in town in the evening.
A few weeks went by, and everything was fine. I did ask her occasionally if she was still planning on meeting other guys like she met me, and she said no. She had found me, and that was good enough for her. That was understandable since we really did correspond with eachother nearly all the time.
Then one day, just before christmas, I was invited out for dinner by another girl. I had been corresponding with her for about a month, she was studying English, and we would send each other English-Japanese mails about once or twice a week. When she invited me out for dinner, I accepted her proposal, thinking that we were just going out as friends anyway, plus I wasn't in a serious relationship with my other half-girlfriend, so it made it OK in my eyes.
I was supposed to have dinner with that acquaintance the next day, and while I was mailing my half-gf over lunch, I told her I was going out to dinner with someone else tonight, but that she didn't need to worry. I had wanted to meet her instead, but I couldn't because she was already going to a company drinking party that evening. The christmas holidays had just begun for me, and rather than staying home that evening in my room doing nothing, I thought it was a better idea to go out there and meet some new people.
However, she got very very upset when I told her about it. So upset even that she said she didn't want to see me again and that I could enjoy spending christmas with this new girl as well as new year since she was my age anyway. The reason I told her about this was because I had been used to this in my previous relationship in Europe. I dated someone for several years, but we lived pretty far away from each other, so we could only meet about once a month. In return, we would keep in touch every single day, and whenever she went out with people, she would always inform me about it. Sometimes it would be with classmates in a group, sometimes it would be with one guy she would meet in a cafe or at a restaurant. But the fact that we always informed each other about these things made us trust each other. This was what I wanted my new half-gf to understand: trust.