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You regain your composure after your orgasm and give a kiss to the person you hope is still on the other side of the mirror. Suddenly, you see the IN button pop back out and no buttons on the panel are depressed. You walk over to the switch on the right and flip it to OUT. You see the still nude perfection bending down to pick up her yellow panties, showing you her gorgeous ass and meaty labia again. You also notice fresh juices splattered on her side of the mirror. You go to the panel and press IN. "What's your name?"
You see her halt and stand erect, holding her panties in her hands. She walks over to her own panel and your button gets switched to OUT. "Victoria. Welcome aboard, new guy!"
You press IN. "Can I come next door and join you? I'd love to learn more about you."
IN pops back out, OUT becomes depressed. "I'm not sure that would be a good idea. You would be too tempting."
IN: "Is that a bad thing?"
OUT: "Yes, I am a virgin." She leans over and looks at herself in the mirror but her stare meets your eyes. "I am saving myself for marriage." You can read the simultaneous temptation and hesitation in her eyes better than you can in her voice. A woman torn between giving in to her desires or standing steadfast to her beliefs and values.
IN: "I respect that. We can just talk. I won't do anything that you are not comfortable with."
OUT: "You promise." You see the look change in her eyes as she is seriously considering letting you over.
IN: "I promise."
OUT: "Just show. No touching. Agreed?"
IN: "No touching."
A pause, then the fourth button on the speaker becomes depressed and the mirror panel retracts into the wall behind the bed. You are now standing face to face to the naked beauty who was a stranger not more than two minutes ago.
"Hi, Victoria."
"Hi."
You enter her room and walk over and sit on the bed, legs folded underneath you. She joins you, legs bent out to the side. You talk for about twenty minutes. Although you both are naked, the conversation was non-sexual and very comfortable talk. Although the conversation was not awkward, there were awkward pauses. Not pauses of not knowing what to say next, but awkward by the fact that you are each attracted to the other and keep getting distracted and tempted by the other's nudity. You cannot help but stare at her tits and bald, fleshy pussy and recall her earlier performance, imagining your dick as her fingers, pushing inside her. She cannot help looking at your muscled body and recalling your performance, imagining her tight pussy as your hand, receiving the strokes of your throbbing cock. Her thoughts make her nipples erect and pussy glisten. Your thoughts make your cock so hard, you twitch and glisten with precum at the tip.
Your conversation pauses again as you catch her staring at your dick, which makes it twitch, which makes her stare at it more. She stops speaking and her eyes go from your penis to your eyes. Back to your penis then back to your eyes. She repeats this over and over. As you watch her do it, you examine her own eyes. She has beautiful eyes and a beautiful face, her glasses only enhancing that beauty. Suddenly, she looks as if she is mentally calculating something. After a long look at your dick she then looks and smiles at you then begins to lower her head down, moving in the direction of your lap, hoping to take your throbbing penis in her mouth.
Before her head can move past your chest and reach your penis, you quickly move your hand to cover your dick and slap it against your thigh out of her way. She halts her movement and looks up at you.