Abductee Extras 5
Sometimes we make plans, or have our minds set on certain things, and suddenly something happens completely out of the blue, or as our American friends would say, 'out of left field.' I have no clue what that means, something to do with baseball I believe. Well, anyway, I had decided that I was going to have a quiet weekend for a change, away from women and their ever inviting pussies. Maybe do some home maintenance, in other words, using the vacuum cleaner, dusting, keeping up with my clothes washing, food shopping, etc. The phone rang!
'Hi, it's Amanda,' the warm, feminine voice on the other end of the line announced. Amanda? Before I go any further a little bit of explanation may be required, so forgive me if I digress momentarily.
At the beginning of the first story in the original series of, 'Abducted And Enhanced,' I mentioned that I had a few women who were, 'fuck buddies,' women who I would meet occasionally to scratch a mutual sexual itch. Amanda was one of those, a beautiful woman who, like me had no wish to be tied down to any particular partner, and now back to the story.
'Hi Amanda,' I replied breezily. 'It's nice to hear from you again. Do you want to meet up sometime soon?' I offered. She hadn't seen or benefitted from the new dick yet and I thought it might be amusing to revisit her enthusiastic pussy with my enhancement.
'Yes, I'd love that, I always do, but that's not why I'm calling. You remember my sister, Diana, the married one, the one you thought was really beautiful,' she continued. I assured her that I hadn't forgotten her in the slightest. 'She's the, "Maid of Honour," at our cousin's wedding this Saturday.' I made appropriate noises, encouraging her to go on. 'I need you to do me a really big favour. Do you remember her husband, that arrogant prick you disliked so much? Well he's fucked off with some floozie at his office, and left her just last week. She's upset, but not too much, I think she was beginning to realise what a fucker he was anyway.'
'Okay, he must be mental, she was always too good for him,' I sympathised, 'but how can I help, what do you want me to do?' I had a damned good idea what was coming, and if it was what I thought it might be, I'd jump at the chance to be with Diana.
'She needs a partner for the wedding,' she said, sounding apologetic. 'Please... say you'll step in and help a lady in distress. I know you have your own formal outfit, so you'll be able to dress appropriately, and you won't have to go to a dress hire shop or anything. Plus, she knows you and has always liked you. She keeps telling me I should grab you and marry you,' she laughed.
'What did you say to her?' I asked out of curiosity. Silence! She laughed again.
'I told her a woman should wait until she's asked... before refusing. She thinks I'm stupid,' she said.
'Well,' I said, judiciously skirting and avoiding the question of whether she wanted to marry me, or if she was merely stupid. 'Tell Diana I will consider it an honour and a privilege to be her escort for the day, and I'm looking forward to seeing her again. Let me have the details, times, etc, and I'll make sure I'm there well before the time. Give her my phone number so she can keep in touch.'
'Oh thank god,' she gushed. 'Really... thank you. I owe you one,' she promised.
'One what?' I said flirting with her. A silence, she laughed... no... she giggled.
'Would sucking your cock be considered as sufficient gratitude?' she asked.
'Mmm... sounds like a nice down payment, the rest to be collected on demand?' I mock bargained with her. We both knew that all this would be on offer anyway the next time we met.
'Anything you want,' she said breathlessly adding. 'oh fuck, you're making me feel horny, why don't you come over and I'll give you a deposit in advance.' I laughed.
'Well I was thinking about doing some house cleaning, but in light of your very much appreciated and far superior offer, I'll be there in twenty minutes if you'll be ready?' I said.
'Damn it man, I'm ready now, hurry,' she demanded, but she was still laughing when I hung up the phone. Okay, phone down, a quick skoosh of some nice smelling, extortionately priced chemicals, car keys, and I was on my way.
I was there in 15 minutes, due to the traffic being very light, rather than my reckless haste or Formula One type driving skills.
'Oh my god, that was quick,' she remarked when she opened the door, adding, 'It's nice that you're so keen.' We both smiled at each other, old friends, or rather old fuck buddies, friends with benefits, call it what you will. It all amounts to the same thing, we like to fuck each other with no commitments, or strings attached. We'd met up like this maybe twenty times in the last couple of years, but I had a feeling she was going to get a surprise tonight, especially when she sees my cock.
Amanda was a lovely looking woman, around the same age as me, hovering close to or just over thirty years old. She had a great figure, very tall and slim, about five foot seven with great legs. She had a sexy, sensual mouth which looked as if she had a permanent pout, and great teeth. Her shoulder length dark hair framed a lovely Hispanic looking face, olive skin, dark eyes. She had a good job in the Oil and Gas industry, divorced, no kids, and was extremely cynical about the benefits any permanent man could bring her. She had adopted a free and independent lifestyle, and said men were only good for one thing. To quote her, 'men are only good for one thing, and I can get that in any bar in town with just one look.'
