Ty woke up on his couch exhausted and happy. He looked over at Shelia naked and asleep. How had that all just happened? This was only the fifth girl he'd ever had sex with and that's if you count the prostitute he saw in Amsterdam.
And he'd never had sex with anyone the same day he met them – except for the prostitute. He wasn't sure what to do next. Before he'd met Shelia in person, he assumed he was going to try to pursue a relationship with her, but after what happened, he wanted to know if he could hook up with other women.
The possibility of repeating a performance like that excited him. But he felt bad too. He was afraid that Shelia would want a relationship now that they'd slept together. He nudged her awake.
"Hey sexy," Shelia said after opening her eyes. "You were so amazing. I'm still tingling." Ty couldn't help but give an 'aww shucks' kind of smile.
"Thanks," he said. "It's eight o'clock."
"You know it's a good coffee date when it's still going at 8PM," she said wrapping her arms around him.
"So, what are you looking for?" he said. She looked at him confused. "I mean, what do you want out of this? A relationship?"
"I'm not sure," she said realizing she really didn't know what she wanted. It felt weird, since earlier that day she seemed so sure that she didn't want to see him again. "What do you want?"
All the confidence he had earlier when he was telling her what to do sexually seemed so foreign to him now. He didn't want to hurt her feelings, so he took a breath and decided to be direct.
"Mind if we keep it casual?" Ty said. "Maybe just call each other every once in a while, but not get serious or exclusive or anything?"
As soon as he said it, Shelia realized that's exactly what she wanted. It seemed funny since she'd never been interested in having a casual hook up partner before. But looking at Ty, she knew that it was the best choice.
"That sounds perfect," she said. "Should I go now?"
"Well..." Ty said. "Maybe we should go another round before you leave." Shelia's face lit up like a kid's at Christmas.
"Fuck yes!" she said wrapping her hands around Ty's hardening cock. The two went at it again. It was just as hot as earlier. Ty got his confidence back and started telling her to do all kinds of kinky shit he wanted. And with each request, Shelia seemed to bring an eagerness and enjoyment that exceeded Ty's expectations.
Eventually, Ty told Shelia to leave. It was after he'd fucked her in many positions and had her swallow another two loads. He woke up the next morning feeling amazing. But the whole thing bothered him a bit. Something was happening he didn't understand.
He made his way back to the coffee shop and saw the same man from yesterday sitting alone at a table reading a book. Ty sat down uninvited at his table. The older man closed his book and stared at Ty.
"Thought you might be back," he said. "How was the rest of your day yesterday?"
"What did you do to me?" Ty said. The old man chuckled, picked up his book and stood up.
"Let's walk," the man said. Ty followed him out of the coffee shop. They walked in silence til they came to bench overlooking a pond. Other than a few scattered people doing yoga or reading they were basically alone.
"Why are we here?" Ty said.
"I'm gonna tell you what I know. What I was told," the man said.
"My name is Gene and about forty years ago I was a lot like you. No confidence. Couldn't get a second date to save my life. Could barely get a first date. I was at a bowling alley on a set up double date.
My friend and his wife tried to set me up with her cousin. I knew she wasn't interested. She wasn't super pretty or anything, but she was still out of my league. After five frames of bowling I had all but given up. I went to the bathroom and punched the tile wall. I was so frustrated and horny and I hated the idea of going home to masturbate to a magazine again. Especially knowing that I was likely going to do that every night for the rest of my life.
There was a guy at the urinal. I hadn't even noticed him I was so upset with everything. He washed his hands and looked at me. I apologized for making a scene. He reached up and touched my face with his still wet hand. I got a bit freaked out.
He tells me to calm down and then says that I now have the power to make women do whatever I tell them to. I obviously think he's nuts. He goes on to tell me that this power has been wielded down from man to man for centuries. No one knows how it started, but it works like this: You have to touch a guy you don't know on the face when he's feeling awful about women. You can't give it to someone you know. And it won't work on anyone who's already good with women."
This all sounded so unbelievable to Ty, but then again it was no more unbelievable than the experience he'd had with Shelia less than twenty four hours ago. He tried to keep an open mind.
"And it worked?" Ty said.
"Oh yeah. I mean, I didn't believe him, but when I got back to my friends and the girl something felt different. After a few more frames I started to notice that the girl – Becky I think – was acting a lot more friendly to me. She did everything I asked of her. I wasn't asking much – pass me the nachos, cheer for me when I bowl, stuff like that. But I picked up on it.
After the tenth frame I asked her if she wanted to stick around and drink. She said yes. My friends left. Then I asked her to come back to my place. Long story short, I realize she's putty in my hands and I get her back to my place and we had..." he paused and smiled at the memory. "We had a good time."
"And it still works?" Ty said.
