He had been working for years trying to locate the Tomb of Sunaria. Much had been written about the Tomb of the God of Love but nobody knew it existed for certain or where it was if it did. Over many years there were stories of curses and rumors that the tomb had been found but those who had found it had gone missing. John Watts had devoted his life to his search. Over the years he had worked with many assistants and one of these, Clara, had gone missing after he had thought they had worked out where the entrance was. His latest was Jodie Birch, just out of university and as keen as mustard. Her arrival had brought new urgency to the search. She had her own theories most of which he ignored completely.
She was the second female assistant that he had worked with. She was attractive with a good figure. She had never had any interest in men, or women, sexually. At nearly 50 years old he had not had time for chasing women for many years. He was aware of her femininity more than she was but his mild interest was never going to be a problem.
It was more than anything a stroke of luck that after all the painstaking work they almost fell upon a tomb that proved to be Sunaria's. They had to keep the discovery of the tomb, whoever it belonged to, as secret as possible. It took two days to clear access to the tomb after they were certain that they were in the right place. They agreed that just the two of them would enter the tomb at the crack of dawn. The excitement as the final stone was moved and the foul smelling air hit their nostrils was unbearable. Would they find unbelievable treasures or would the tomb have been plundered years ago?
The first chamber was a big disappointment as it was completely empty. There were entrances to two more chambers off the first. Jodie was drawn so strongly towards the one she ignored John walking towards the other. John was just as strongly drawn towards the other entrance. They both followed their urge that drew them so strongly to the separate chambers.
As Jodie entered her new chamber a feeling of excitement overwhelmed her. It felt like a positive energy had been injected directly into her veins. Her torch explored the chamber that was about ten meters by ten meters. There was only one thing in the area. It was a statue that looked like it was made of pure gold. It was facing away from her, in a sitting position and a little bigger than life sized. She stood mesmerized unable to move around the figure to view it from in front. Jodie heard a voice or did she just imagine it?
"If you see my face you will never leave this place. I am the god of love. You seem to have a cold heart but if you look at me it will never be cold again. You will experience love that few ever get to experience."
Jodie looked around expecting, however stupidly, to see the man talking to her. The excitement flowing through her veins pumped stronger than ever. The excitement had always been sexual but Jodie now recognized it as such. Her heart was racing, her legs weak, her mouth dry and her pussy very wet. This was something new to her and the lubrication was now in danger of running down her legs.
It was so overwhelming she wasn't sure she could stay standing up. Tears were running down her face. Her whole life flashed in front of her. She had never loved; never felt loved, never enjoyed the excitement of making love. She was now scared like never before but excited by the idea of enjoying love. Could it possibly feel even better than the joy flooding her body right now? If so she just had to experience it.
She knew what she needed to do. She had to see the face of the statue. Her clear decision freed up her legs. She circled the figure not turning until she was straight in front of him. When she turned she did not need to use her torch. The seated figure was illuminated without any apparent lighting. The male figure was built strongly but it was not his upper body that caught her eye. It was the solid gold phallus that she could not take her eye off. It looked enormous to her inexperienced eyes and it seemed to be demanding that she approached the figure.