“You don’t need to stare,” she whispered. “I like to go vithout a top, but here in America it is not done, no?”
“Ah, not very much. Vakker, your breasts are unbelievably beautiful.”
“Zank you. You are zo nice,” she paused before going on, “You can touch, no?”
“Ahh, here?”
“Ja, here.”
Joe reached over and lightly caressed her breasts, enjoying the feel of the firm tissue and the crinkled nipples. Eventually he leaned over and gently sucked on one and then the other.
“Oooh, tickles,” she laughed while gently pushing him away while sitting up. “Maybe tonight you play some more, no?”
“I would love to. Uh, we should start back down the trail. It’s getting late and I would like to take you to dinner tonight, OK?”
“Zat vould be vonderful.”
A few hours later he dropped her off at her place and sped home, grabbing some condoms at the drug store on his way. Once he had showered and dressed, he texted Vakker to tell her he was on his way. She came to the door wearing a tissue thin, clinging dress that stopped at the knees but had a now-you-see-it, now-you-don’t slit that stopped a few millimeters shy of the promised land. No panty line could be seen. Her braless breasts were stunning and barely concealed by the thin cloth.
“Wow. You look amazing.”
“Amazing? A good amazing, no?”
“Way more than good. Superb. Excellent.”
He escorted her to the car and at the restaurant the waiter could barely keep his tongue in his mouth and his eyes on his little tablet. Fortunately, he got the correct orders and they enjoyed a wonderful meal, drinks and dessert. On the way back to her place she casually laid her hand on his thigh before she spoke.
“Joe, I vant to invite you in. OK?”
“Yeah, definitely.”
“Good. I zink ve can enjoy ourselves, no?”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
At her place she dragged him into the living room which was sparsely furnished. “I still need to get more furniture, but ze bed is very nice. Come.”
Back in the bedroom she turned to him, grabbed his hand and drew him to her. Her lips were soft and sweet. After several kisses she directed his hand to her breasts. They felt as good if not better than that afternoon. He teased the nipples until she leaned back and slid the straps off her shoulders and let the dress silently fall to the floor. She stood there, totally nude except for her fuck-me-pumps, smiling at him.
“Come.”
“Yeah, sure,” he responded.
She undressed him slowly and once she pulled his boxers down, he was a tiny bit surprised she seemed to ignore his rigid cock that was aimed at her. She kicked off her pumps, backed up to the bed to lay down and spread her legs. She was shaved below and had a narrow landing strip above. Her tight belly led up to those beautiful breasts that he had seen earlier in the day. He couldn’t believe how fortunate he was to have her in bed with him.
“Joe, make love.”
“Sure. Uh, anything I need to know?”
“No. You have protection, no?”
“Yeah, here,” he answered as he pulled out the condoms.
“I have something I need, too,” she said as she reached over to the small table and pulled out a tube of lubricant. A few quick squirts onto her fingers and she applied it to her lips. “Now, I am ready. Come here.”
Joe’s experience with women wasn’t vast but he was surprised that Vakker didn’t seem to need or want any foreplay. As he climbed over her, she grabbed him by the hips, lowered him to her and guided his cock into her. He began to slowly pump in and out, enjoying the sensation while looking down at her. Her face was fairly neutral and she didn’t seem to be enjoying things quite like he was but he continued to pump in and out. Slowly, he felt himself losing control and pumped deeper and more vigorously until he reached that point of no return.
Plunging deeply, he felt himself climax but just as he did, he peeked at her. The face he saw was one of passivity and not one of engagement. She was holding him by the waist but wasn’t breathing hard and certainly wasn’t moaning. Once he caught his breath, he rolled off of her and stretched out beside her. As he gently stroked her tummy and breasts he quietly asked her, “Did you enjoy that?”
“Ja, it was OK, I guess.”
“I’m afraid you didn’t, uh, you know, come.”
“Come?”
“Yeah. Orgasm.”
“Oh, I only orgasm by myself. It’s OK. I had fun.”
A few minutes later she turned away from him, grabbed her phone and started playing Angry Birds. Here he was, recovering from a sexual encounter with an amazingly beautiful woman who had every physical trait he desired and she seemed more involved with the game than she had been with him. Once she lost a round, she put the phone down as he pulled her to him.
“You like that game, huh. What else do you like to do?”
“Oh, I love TV. My favorite shows are Young and Restless and Days of Our Lives. Zey are so real to me.”
“Anything else?”
“Ja, I like zat Bachelor show, too.”
Suddenly Joe realized that she was extraordinarily shallow. Her interests were soap operas and reality shows, she loved an idiotic game app and she didn’t really seem to enjoy sex. He wondered how he was going to extract himself from the situation when she spoke up, “Joe, I had a good time. Maybe you should go, heh?”
“Yeah, I’d best be taking off. Thanks for the nice day, Vakker. I’ll give you a call, OK?”
“Ja, zat vould be nice.”
On his way home he reviewed things in detail. On the plus side was her phenomenal body. The negatives, however, far exceeded that. She was simple, had a menial job, loved a crazy game app and watched, in his mind at least, inane TV shows. And she didn’t appear to be involved in their sexual activity. He decided before he got home that he’d have to end things and soon.
A few days later he dropped by her home and politely told her he was not going to be seeing her any more. He was surprised when she didn’t seem that upset.
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November — Eros
Eros and Frigga were elated. They slapped hi-fives to each other while Cupid slunk away, knowing he’d lost the bet. The best he and Val could hope was the last two to fail as well. Then he’d at least not lose his money.
Eros too had spent a lot of time reviewing Joe’s online activities. Clearly Cupid’s research found the perfect body, but Eros figured Joe wanted more than just a sperm receptacle in the bedroom. After several hours of searching, he found the gold mine.
Joe was into watching women masturbate. Joe had a membership in the word’s largest web site featuring girls and women who stroked themselves and played with vibrators. As Eros was searching for a good match, he wondered about the Aussies. It seemed some of the most popular web sites featuring masturbation and natural women were based in Australia. ‘What’s with them?” he wondered. However, Eros knew this was the ‘in’ that he needed. Vakker had been an attractive sexual dud, so Eros was going to go for a more sexually dynamic woman and worry less about the looks. After considerable research, he had things set up.
Adelaide was a gorgeous redhead with freckles across her nose. She was thinner than Vakker but still sported nice curves. She and E. Ross happened to be at the store on the first of the month when Joe dropped in for groceries. Their cart ‘accidentally’ crashed into his in the produce section.