"Good morning Mr. Phillips, this is your eight o'clock wakeup fuck," said a beautiful face, framed by a deep red mane of long, silken hair, going in and out of focus. It took him a few blink-filled seconds to figure out it was doing so because its owner was riding his rock-hard cock while leaning over him, propped up on her arms. How she had gotten him rock-hard and mounted without waking him up was an interesting question... or probably not. She was a sex Genie, after all.
"Thank you, Miss Holiday. Might I say that you are as stunningly beautiful as ever this morning?" She beamed at him...and kept slamming down on his shaft. He reached up to fondle his most favorite pair of breasts in the entire world until he and Jennifer had a lovely synchronized cum several long crotch-slapping moments later. Having your very own sex Genie certainly had its advantages.
They grabbed a shower, dressed, ate a quick breakfast, gathered the presentation equipment and headed out the door toward Forbidden Indulgences. Jack decided to forgo the blow job this time, so the trip wasn't quite as interesting as the previous one, although Jack enjoyed the time spent chatting with Jennifer almost as much.
They arrived a few minutes before ten, Jennifer having going invisible a block away. The same cute receptionist showed Jack into a small meeting room. This time he took the opportunity to check out her tote board, and saw that she seemed to be both experienced and inexperienced at the same time.
She likes the toys,
Genie said before he had a chance to ask.
It takes her awhile to orgasm, and she has found the toys give much more consistent gratification than the couple of inexperienced guys she has been with. Plus, working here, she gets to try them all.
Ah.
Jack found the mental picture of the cute girl putting something like the Pussy Pounder through its paces an arousing one, and had to quickly think of something else lest he embarrass himself.
"Nick asked if you could go ahead and set up. He and the others will be here in a few minutes."
"Sure. Thanks."
The girl gave him a friendly smile as she left the room. Jack was surprised to see that her attraction to him had risen to an interesting level. Perhaps she hadn't completely given up on the real thing, after all.
Just as Jack finished hooking up his laptop and small AV projector, Nick entered the room with Ms. White and another woman, a quite pretty one, in tow. Jack figure this must be the vice president Nick mentioned last time. He tried not to stare at her as Nick made the introductions, but it was a challenge.
"Welcome back, Jack! You've met Alice. This is Susan Cooper, our VP in charge of purchasing."
Susan extended her hand and shook Jack's with a firm grip. "Nice to meet you," she said in a cool, impersonal business voice.
"Likewise," Jack replied.
"Welcome back, Jack!" Alice said, smiling and raising a currently dildo-free hand at him in greeting.
He grinned back. "Good to see you again, Alice."
They exchanged a bit more small talk, and then Nick said, "Well, it looks like you are all set up. We'll take a seat, and the stage is yours."
Once they were seated around the end of the conference table opposite from the blank white wall serving as the projection screen, Jack began. "At our last meeting, Nick, you gave me the following goals that you want to see met for your website; it should be tasteful yet titillating, to interest a larger, more mainstream market; you want it to show off the products in the best light without being too tawdry or trashy; you want the site to provide plenty of explicit information about your product if the potential buyer wishes it, while still keeping it secure from minors etc.; and you want your purchase transactions to be fast and secure. I have also thrown in one more idea I had, which I will get to as we go."
Jack brought up the first demo home page. Its background was black with tasteful yet modern text, and it prominently displayed FI's new logo at the top. "This is the first page someone would see when they navigate to your website. It is primarily the usual disclaimer stating that the site contains adult material etcetera, and says to only click 'continue' if the visitor is eighteen and it is legal for him or her to view such sites. This page also has keywords embedded in it to alert child protection software to not allow entry."
"What does that mean?" Alice interrupted.
"There are several software packages parents can install on their personal computers which look for keywords and other clues from websites indicating that said sites might be adult oriented. Many of those software packages also have lists of sites which are known to be adult oriented. Either way, they block access to those websites unless the parent's password is entered. It helps if the website is actually registered with those software companies to make sure the site is on their lists. Do you know if yours is, by the way?"
The three looked blankly at each other. Finally Nick said, "I would have to say probably not."
That's no problem. I can help you with that." He went back to his presentation. "Now, once the visitor clicks through the first page, they arrive at your main homepage." Jack clicked through, and then went on to explain what he had done and his ideas about organizing the site. He paused and looked at them to gauge their initial reactions. Nick and Alice were nodding their heads in approval. Susan was expressionless.
"Ok, from here we have a couple of different options. For now, when I click on a product," he clicked on the Buzzy Buggie, "I get a picture of it and a fairly complete description, but everything is pretty much PG. No dirty words, any explicit box art is blurred a bit, etcetera. To get to anything beyond that, I currently have this site set up to require proof of age. That can be done by going ahead and setting up a purchasing account on the site with a credit card – they wouldn't be charged until they bought something, and there would be the standard guarantees that their information will be kept secure – or with an account from one of the age verification sites."
Alice raised her hand. "I'm sorry to interrupt again, but what is that?"
Jack smiled at her. "That's ok, Alice. Ask as many questions you like. Age verification sites are websites that you go to and provide enough information to prove that you are over, usually, 18. Once you have provided that information and proved your age, you can use the login ID that they provide to log in to any adult related site which recognizes their system. Make sense?"
Alice smiled and nodded. "Yes, thank you."
"You're welcome. Ok, so once age has been verified," he clicked a button labeled 'I am 18 or over', "in this case by entering my age verification ID, I can get more information on the product." He went back to the same Buzzy Buggie page again. "As you can see, the full product art is available unaltered, the description includes more explicit information, and I even have a sample photo of the product being worn correctly."
It was Susan's turn to interrupt. "That looks like the rest of your photos. Did you take that yourself?"
"Yes, ma'am, I..."
"And how do you know that is the correct way to wear it?"
"Because I have the most highly qualified sex expert in the world telling me so," is what Jack wanted to say, but actually said, "I don't. My associate simply said that this was where it, um, 'felt best'. Please remember, Ms. Cooper, that this is only a demo. If you like the idea, then photographs could be taken with the confirmed correct position and usage of your products." Jack was starting to get a bad feeling about Susan Cooper. He turned to Nick.
