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I'm a fairly ordinary guy, but after two weeks of
dating Trixi, things just didn't seem very ordinary anymore. I had taken a
girl named Deborah to a drive in movie. Not sure if they still have drive
in movies anymore today, but back in the 70's they still had a few drive
in movies left in California along with the left over chariots.
Deborah asked. “Would you get me some butter pop corn and a coke?”
With a smile, I said,”sure.”
I headed over to the pop corn stand and it was lust at first site. It
seemed as if her eyes were sparkling. Her blouse and skirt were skin
tight. As she leaned over the counter I couldn't help but stare at her
beautiful breasts that were poking out of her hot pink blouse.
She asked."Are you from around here?" I've never noticed you before."
I laughed and said. "I'm from a far away planet they call New York."
She smiled radiantly and said. "I'm from a far away planet to, but I got
stuck here for a while."
"Missed the ride back on the mother ship." I joked.
"Something like that." She said smiling.
"I'm supposed to be in Europe, but the Navy stuck me out here on the left
coast. They just don't know how to read a dream sheet." I smiled.
"What do you do with the Navy she asked."
"Im a communications specialist." I replied.
She smiled glowingly and said. "I'm into communications to."
I laughed and said. "That's what you do on your planet when you're not
selling pop corn."
She smiled and said. "Something like that".
"Oh, could I have a butter pop corn and a coke.” I asked.
“Wouldn't you rather have something else?” She whispered seductively.
“Yes, I would, but this is for Deborah, the girl that's waiting for me to
bring this back to the car.”
“Would Deborah miss you if you didn't come back?” She whispered as she
liked her very sensous lips.”
I answered.”I don't know, but I think she would wonder about what happened
to the pop corn and coke.”
“Okay.” She said, reluctantly handing me the pop corn and coke.
“Maybe another time.” I said.
“I'd like that. My name is Trixi. Here's my number. Call me when you're
finished getting pop corn for Deborah.” She said.
“My name is Tom, maybe another time Trixi,” I said.
I brought the pop corn and coke back to Deborah. She snuggled up with me
and asked. “Didn't you want anything?”
“Want anything what?” I asked.
“Didn't you want a snack? She said, seeming puzzled.
“Oh, I just didn't think of it.” I replied.
Smiling seductively, she said. “I'm willing to share.”
She then gazed into my eyes and started to kiss me, but I couldn't get
Trixi out of my mind. It were as if she had cast a spell on me. Deborah
was very pretty, and I really did like her, but I felt as if I were now
wearing the wrong size shoe. I needed size Trixi, but I tried hard to fit
into size Deborah.
After the movie I drove Deborah home. She asked me in, but I told her I
had some work to do that just couldn't wait. I drove down Pacific Coast
Highway and parked by one of the massive cliffs to think and reflect. The
height of the cliffs, the wonderful splashing sound of the water always
seemed to invigorate my thought process.
I debated with myself if I should call Trixi or not. I knew nothing about
her except that she was very beautiful. She just wasn't the kind of girl
you would expect to be selling pop corn. At least not with those looks.
She intrigued me. At last, I decided to call her just out of curiousity.
I just had to know where she came from, what she was into and what the
heck was she doing selling pop corn. But, I was really fooling myself.
Deep down, I was really attracted to her. I didn't even want to admit to
myself that I could be such a cad. I knew it was wrong, but I wanted her
anyway.
So, I called. She told me a few things about herself and we made a date to
go to the beach the next day. After seeing her in a bikini on the beach
the next day my mind just went blank. I didn't have any more questions to
ask her. I was totaly under her spell. Deborah was just now a distant
memory.
After the beach we went back to her place and she seemed to have candles
everywhere. They seemed to have a nice smelling scent, but they were like
no other candles I had sniffed before. I was going to ask her what all the
candles were about, but when she changed into a very sexy nighty, I lost
my train of thought as I watched her lite the candles. She lit the last
one, put her arms around me and then I melted with the candles.
"Can I tie you up?," she whisperd in my ear as she unbuckled my pants
belt.
"You can do anything you want to me," I said while undressing her.
After she undressed me, she took my hand and let me to her bed and tied my
arms and legs to her bed posts. Then she climbed on top of me and rode me
for all I had to give while hitting mu thighs with a small whip.
I was turned on like I was never turned on before. Just when I thought
okay that's enough of this now, she seemed to turn on my second and third
gear. It were as if she were re-generating my battery. Just when I thought
my energiser bunny was finished, she turned on my fourth and fifth gear. I
didn't know what was happening. I asked myself why.But I couldn't find an
answer.
But I suppose all good things must come to an end. After two weeks with
her, I got orders to go to the south Land. I had never before been in the
south and it was a long flight from California. So, when I first got off
the plane, I thought I might be experiencing some jet lag. Or maybe two
weeks with her just plum wore me out.
I didn't know what it was, but I was feeling very dizzy. I wasn't
accustomed to the swampy type air of the south Land, so I thought, maybe I
just need a day or two to adjust to the different climate. But I continued
to get dizzy. At last, I went to sick bay and told everyone there that I
keep getting dizzy. They couldn't find anything wrong with me from
routines tests, so they said they had to make sure I wasn't crazy.
Being confident that I was totaly sane I told them to give me any test
they wanted. So, they put some strange wires on my head and kept saying
that's amazing.
“Whats so amazing?” I asked my very big busted Nurse.
Smiling seductively, she said.”Your brain scan. It keeps showing that
you're having a sexual thought every forty seconds.”
“Only every forty seconds”, I laughed starring at her endowed breasts with
surprise.”
Smiling ever more seduvtively she said. “You're a sex machine.The average
male only has a sexual thought every four minutes.”
“So, I'm over sexed and now I've lost my mind?.” I asked
She answered. “No, just the opposite. If you were only having a sexual
thought every five minutes you would be losing your mind. So having a
sexual thought every forty seconds makes you super sane. The best reading
we ever got from anyone was every three minutes. Your every forty seconds
is out of this world.”
“Out of this world. That's what I was afraid of. So how do I turn myself
off? I asked.
“What turned you on like this? That's what I'd like to know so I could
bottle it.” She said.
Laughing now, I said. “Sorry, but I don't kiss and tell.”
Of course I could have come clean and told her that I kind of suspect that
I recently spent two fun filled weeks with a dynamite woman that was most
likely a space alien. But I was getting bored with all the tests. And
anyway, she was quite a looker. And I had a feeling she wanted to take me
for a test run to check out that every forty second quirk.
“So, what is wrong with me then.” I asked.
She took my hand and said. “We've got to get you away from this swamp air.
Come home with me. I have air condtioning. Doctors orders.”
“Well, if you put it like that. I mean Doctors orders. I guess I just
can't say no.” I said with a smile. |
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