Luckily my superpowers covered having a bunch of useful contacts around South City and quite a few people owed me one. I felt pretty good about myself when we VIP lounge in the Emerald Tower that could be accessed only by the wealthy elite and I could tell that Marry was impressed too. While I did look pretty good in my casual suit, she was simply stunning. Her strapless red dress had high side slit which gave me a nice look at her right leg with each step and it was so tight, that it left very little to imagination. I could tell her underwear was minimalist at best since there were no lines showing on the parts where they would be. Her outfit was matched with long evening gloves of the same color and of course, her signature pendant, which was securely nestled between her breasts.
One look at that dress and I was feeling pretty good about my chances this evening on the line and it was getting even better with each step of the way. First the limo, then our lounge and exquisite dinner with just the perfect wine to top it off. I ordered another bottle when we finished our desert and sent our personal waiter away so we could finally have some privacy. We have been talking the entire time, but it was mostly small talk just to pass time. The main event was starting right now as we toasted with our glasses. I have been on a lot of dates and knew how to charm a woman. This was going excellent so far and her smile was making me feel very confident.
"I bet you feel pretty good about yourself right now," she tilted her head curiously.
"Well, I managed to do all this on a very short notice after all, you have to be at least a little impressed," I responded with moving my chair little closer to hers.
"So that is your game? Wooing me first with your superhero persona and then show me all your connections? Does this work on all your conquests?" she looked at me from behind her glass.
"You make it sound like I make a sport of hunting girls," I responded wryly before putting smile back on my face. "You are special, that is why I wanted to prepare special evening for you. Don't you like it?" I moved even closer.
"Of course this is going to be special evening, David. But maybe not in the way you think, let's talk about this confidence of yours."
Her hand moved up to chain hanging around her neck and suddenly her pendant was swinging back and forth before my eyes. I wanted to respond with some smart remark, but it was hard for me to put my thoughts in order for some reason. Almost like if my mind slowed down and I was unable to fight against the current pushing on it.
"You might've had luck with ladies in the past and you probably thought of yourself being confident and charming, but you realize the same thing will not work on me. The more you think about me, the more you realize that those were just cheap tricks that do not have any effect on me. I am your best friend, that knows everything about you -- every fear, every dark secret and it's not easy to impress me. In fact, it is quite hard for you to come up with a way to impress me because you know my will is just so much stronger than yours. You realize that I am way out of your league and your confidence is misplaced. Think about that and let belief in your chances sink."
My thoughts were flowing again as her words entered my mind. I watched her pendant and realized how foolish I was. Of course, none of my usual tricks would work on Marry, she was just too smart, too beautiful and too confident to care about me. She might have agreed to go on a date with me for a pity's sake, but that was probably all I would get. She was just out of my league and I did not even know what I was thinking in a first place.
"We will continue with this date, but as it goes on, you will be more and more intimidated by my funny jokes, my gorgeous looks and my confidence. Instead of being smart and charming, you will become timid and tame around me. The thought of trying to make fun at my expense will make you nervous, flirting will suddenly be too bold for your taste and idea of touching me will make you worried about my feeling and you will immediately back down. When I'll make fun of you, it will throw you off balance and you will be unable to respond. You will just think about how superior I am to you in every regard and how it always was this way."
The things she was telling me were unsettling and in any other situation I would try to resist them, but my open and weak mind was accepting each and every suggestion she was putting inside. Her will was always stronger than mine and I could not resist anything she told me. I felt my confidence crumbling like a house of cards and there was nothing I could do about it.
"At the same time, you realize that you are much more invested in this date than you first thought. You might've just wanted to go out with me in a first place, but since I am so smart, beautiful, funny and confident, you have developed deep feelings for me during all this time we were talking to each other. At this moment you properly realized how deep your feelings for me really are, but at the same time you know you won't be able to do anything about them because you are such a coward. You feel this deep longing to be close to me, to be with me, but at the same time you know you are not worthy of my attention."
My mind was being crushed under the weight of these newly realized feelings I never knew I had but at the same time they had to come from somewhere. I thought this was only a crush, but it was much more than that. She meant so much for me that I just wanted to be near her, but she was superior to me and my chances were nonexistent.
"Oh, and one more thing -- you find me even more attractive than before. You have a crush on me that has the same intensity as if you were a teenager again and could not control your urges properly because of all those hormones raging within you. You will be easily distracted by my pretty smile, you'll get lost in my deep brown eyes, your gaze will be drawn to my cleavage and when I show you more of my skin, it will throw you off and you won't be able to string your thoughts together. You will be just a big, dumb, horny teenager seeing a pretty girl for a first time and being unable to control yourself at all."
There was something raging inside of me in a way I didn't feel for a long time. I worked a lot on being calm and centered, but these feelings towards Marry were overriding every rule I set up for myself. Just knowing she was this close to me was making it hard to think about anything else than her. I admired the way her wavy hair flowed over her naked shoulders, how her tight dress hugged her hourglass figure and just thinking about her breasts, which I would be barely able to cover with my hands, was making my blood boil. And then I realized that her pendant vanished and I was staring at her cleavage for quite a long time now.
"You seem to be more interested in my breasts than in my face," she said with a smirk on her face.
"I apologize, I didn't want to," I felt heat rising to my cheeks and felt like a boy caught doing something he wasn't supposed to.
"You didn't want to for almost a minute?" she continued with her teasing.
"I guess I was just thinking about something else," I tried to divert her attention.
"Thinking about something else when you are on date with me, eh? And you were doing so good before. What has gotten into you?" she leaned closer to me and her face was suddenly inches from mine.
"I don't know, I guess I got distracted," I watched her eyes, mesmerized by her stare.
"Distracted by what?" she moved even closer, her lips almost touching mine now.
