The Recluse : Version One
For as long as Jeremy could remember, women had always ignored him. They seemed to never be aware of his presence. In a bar, when he was with his friends, no matter what the situation, he was always invisible to women. He was a virgin, and had not even kissed a girl before.
Jeremy was 31 years old, he worked out of his living room, playing around with and repairing people's broken computers was his specialty. Customers would call him up and he would go to their home and pick up their PC and bring it back with him. It was a profitable business. Kept Jeremy at home so he wouldn't have to deal a lot with the outside world, and it allowed him to keep busy with his favorite pastime, playing online. It also gave him the odd interaction with a female, which was always great for feeding his fantasies.
Because of Jeremy's bad luck with women he especially loved the anonymity of being online. For the first time Jeremy was able to talk to women by typing words to them, and to his surprise they spoke back to him. The women on the other end had no idea of how thrilling it was for Jeremy to even get a hello back from them. He was in heaven, although he had no one person that he talked to for more then a few days, Jeremy was happy with his situation.
He wasn't offensive to look at. In fact, Jeremy had a beautiful face. His eyes were a piercing dark green, his hair brown and short. He kept himself well groomed, and certainly did not look like the type of guy that could not hold a conversation with a woman in real life. He just didn't seem to have that gift. That thing that made other men capable of being so comfortable with women.
Jeremy loved women. He fantasized about them all the time. He thought about sex almost every waking moment of the day, and longed for the chance to be able to touch one.
One day after collecting all the computers to be repaired that night Jeremy received a phone call from a girl frantic on the other end of the phone.
"Hello? Is this Jeremy?" The girls voice called out quickly.
"Yes this is." Jeremy quietly spoke back at her, not recognizing the voice of the young girl on the other end.
"Jeremy its Christine! You just picked up our computer from our house today from my brother, you are going to install a CD drive for us, but I need to get some files off of it! It has my homework on there!" Christine's voice was almost in sobs as she explained her situation. He felt sorry for the girl, yet also slightly aroused at the way she spoke to him. Her voice was breathless, and Jeremy imagined her sweet cries calling out his name. Begging for him to fuck her harder with that whine in her voice. His dick began to swell as the thoughts ran through his head and he quickly got back to the conversation.
"Which house were you at? I can probably try to get back up there tomorrow afternoon, but I can't make any promises, I have customers with priority orders." Jeremy tried to calm her down, but was not about to bend over backwards for some girl. He didn't really have any idea of how to make her happy.
Christine paused for a moment on her end then carried on, "That isn't going to work. I have an assignment that is due tomorrow morning and I wasn't home in time to save it to a disk, can I come over there and just bring a disk with me? Maybe you can save it for me and my ass will be saved!"
Jeremy thought about the chance to see this voice in person and jumped at it, "Yeah ok, get a pen and paper and I'll give you my address." He told her the address and gave a few instructions on how to get to his house.
He didn't live within the city. It was just outside of the city and would take her at least half an hour to get to his house. After hanging up the phone with the extremely grateful girl Jeremy thought for a moment again about her voice when she spoke to him at first. She was so desperate, he thought to himself, as he looked into his lap and took his hand gently over the hardness in his pants. He undid the button and zipper and pulled his hard dick up so just the tip was above the waist of his boxers.
He took his finger and wiped it across the precum that had collected on top of it. Then he rubbed it back and forth over the top. Thinking of that voice over and over in his head. Trying to imagine what her body would look like. How her eyes would be as they welled with tears begging him to do her a favor. What would that favor be? Did she want him to lick her pussy harder? Did she want to suck his dick more and he was holding her head back from doing it?
These thoughts danced through his head as Jeremy rubbed tip of his dick in anticipation of her arrival. He quickly tucked himself away and stood up to survey his small house. It was neat and tidy, nothing out of place. He thought about where she would come in, and where she would be standing. He wanted to keep her near him as he saved her work to disk. If she was a younger girl he would like to be able to drink in her smell as she stands by him. Maybe she would whisper something to him, or maybe he could make her beg for something while she was there. No, what a crazy thing to think of. No wonder you can never talk to a girl you idiot. Jeremy scolded himself as he went to the bathroom to fix himself up. He thought a shower might be in order so when she arrived he would be clean and well presented.