It was a beautiful spring morning in Glyfada. Kostas had gone to the market in order to buy some printer paper.
As usual, he had succumbed to his thoughts. Things were not looking good for him lately. Being unemployed for the last six months had left him completely out of cash. He had delayed rentals for his apartment, not to mention his current bills. He also owed communal expenses for four months and was basically borrowing money from his mother. He had sent his curriculum vitae to a bunch of companies but due to the economic crisis and his advanced age -he was 48 years old already- his future looked grim. His only hope was that his great experience would compensate.
Nevertheless, he wasn’t going to give up that easily. Nothing was lost just yet. This morning, he was called to send his CV to another two companies which were located in Glyfada. It was then, when he realized that he was out of printer paper, so he drove his car to the market in order to find a bookstore. Luckily, he found a good spot to park his car and he headed to the bookstore on foot. The weather was nice. It was MidMay, typical spring like weather. It was sunny and pleasant with a soft southern breeze that carried the smell of the sea. He walked for a while and felt better immediately.
There was a big bookstore in the town center. He got his printer paper and returned to his car. It was still quite early, but he had to go home to prepare himself for his meetings. At that particular moment, he couldn’t have imagined that a few meters ahead, a completely random encounter would change his whole life.
He had almost reached his car when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He turned and saw an old colleague from a technology Company he used to work for, four years ago. His memories from that period weren’t at all pleasant. He held a significant position and lots of future prospects in this company. However, some executives didn’t like him at all and were planning to get rid of him. When they had the chance, they set him up and dragged him in a situation he couldn’t escape from. The setup was very well planned and resulted in him being responsible for an affair he was completely unaware of. Some of his colleagues realized he had nothing to do with this and decided to help. Although they succeeded, he lost his job, nonetheless. The man who called his name was one of those who had helped him back then. They kept in touch for about a year, mostly by calling each other every now and then. Then, he changed his mobile number and they lost touch.
He smiled and walked towards his ex-colleague.
“Greeting Kostas. How are you?”
“Very well. And you?”
“Fine. You know, I‘ve been looking for you since before Christmas but you have changed your number, you moved out and I couldn’t contact you. I asked some of our common acquaintances but they also hadn’t heard from you.”
“I’m sorry…I had no idea that you were looking for me. Truth is that I have been through a lot lately, many changes occurred in my life and unfortunately not for the best. Things are not going that well. In fact, everything went wrong. Anyway, how are you?”
“Well, I’m fine. There is something I want to talk to you about. I think you will be interested and it can also help you. Do you have some time to talk?”
“To be honest, I have some meetings this afternoon. I have applied for a job, but it’s not something special or certain even. If what you have to offer is better, I can always postpone them.”
“In my opinion, what I have to offer you is indeed much better than an uncertain partnership. If you can postpone your meetings, I’d advise you to do so.”
“Ok then. I‘ll have to go home to make some phone calls and then I’m all yours.”
“Great. Let’s go to your place so you can make your phone calls and leave your car and then we can leave. Let’s discuss it over lunch, how about that?”
“Sure. Follow me; my place is not very far from here.”
He got into his car and drove home. Dimitris, his old colleague, followed him. He was intrigued by what Dimitris had told him. What could have possibly wanted him to do? He was certain that it had nothing to do with his old job. Last time they talked, he mentioned he wanted to leave. He also confided that he had to deal with some family matters concerning his uncle. Then they lost touch and he hadn’t heard from him.
They got home; he made his calls and politely asked for a postponement of his meetings giving as a pretext that something urgent had occurred. Dimitris suggested they go to his place in Voula in order to discuss the matter without anyone disturbing them.
His house was located to Voula’s best location, right next to the Asclepio Hospital. It was a large and very beautiful two floored Villa with a spacious lot filled with trees. It had a large pool and most spaces were covered in lawn.
“Such a beautiful day today. Would you like us to sit by the pool?”
He nodded. Why not, after all.
“How long has it been? 3 or 4 years?”
“More or less.”
“So, tell me about your latest news.”
“I‘d rather hear yours first. I’m pretty sure they are way more pleasant.”
“Well, do you remember the time when I was telling you that I was planning to leave the company because I had to deal with some matters concerning my uncle? I indeed left back then. My uncle got severely ill and asked me to take care of his daughter, my cousin. She was twenty years old then. She is not that bright and my uncle was afraid that should anything happen to him, she would be in trouble. Her mother had died when she was four and he raised her with a nanny’s help. My uncle had a lot of money. He gave me this house and also provided me with an adequate annual income. Thus, I gave up my job and attended to his affairs. My main concern is my cousin, though. Two years ago, my uncle’s health declined and he died eventually. My cousin was devastated. She turned in on herself, she wouldn't go out at all and all in all it took her quite some time to accept and get over it. She has always been quite shy and reclusive. She is a very nice girl however, very pretty and also kind and caring. Ever since the events, my only concern is to help her and protect her interests. I plan to follow a course of action for that matter and this is why I’m asking for your help. I understand this is a lot to ask from you but if you accept, you will solve your problems once and for all and you will live a comfortable and bountiful life.”
“All this sounds lovely but also quite strange. Why did you pick me? Why are you telling me all this?”
“Let me explain. I‘ve been thinking a lot this last year. I analyzed the situation, some additional events occurred which are still in development and eventually led me into planning a course of action. For that, I need a trustworthy person, someone that I know well enough, someone with great experience in life and in business, someone organizational, who can make decisions fast, someone insightful, the type of person who builds and develops and not the type who destroys. I considered all my friends and acquaintances and ended up in two. One of them is you. The other one is a friend of mine who has a family and lives in Belgium. Out of the question, of course. So, you were my only option and this is why I was trying to contact you. Since I failed to find you at first, I decided to do a more thorough research. And all of a sudden, today I bumped into you. Such a good timing, indeed. However, before I fill you in with the details, would you like to tell me your news?”
«With pleasure. First of all, I want to thank you for your preference and concern. After my disgraceful and dramatic departure from the company, everything took a turn for the worse. Everything seems to be going wrong. Let’s start from the very beginning, though. I was married, remember?”
“Yes, indeed. You are right. What happened to your wife?”
“Ex-wife. She never believed that they set me up. When I was forced to leave the company, due to the circumstances, I ended up being unemployed for a while and we became financially stretched. Later on, I found a job in another company; however it didn’t go too well. I was getting paid for the first few months but then they stopped paying. They ended up owing me loads of money. I even brought them before a court but since they had bankrupted, I got nothing. My wife could not tolerate this any longer. She announced me that she was no longer willing to support me and asked for a divorce. We immediately proceeded to a consensual divorce which was finalized two months ago. So, here I am! Unemployed completely broke, divorced and overdrawn. Such an image, huh!”
“No doubt, you‘ve been through a lot. You should know though, there is not only one side in every incident. Take for example, your ex-wife. If you weren’t divorced right now, I couldn’t have offered you all this. To be completely honest, I totally forgot you were married.”
“So, what exactly you want to suggest?”
“It’s a course of multiple actions. We are talking about legal action and for a good cause. However, they should occur in a specific order. If we come to an agreement, I will suggest a different step each time. Depending on the outcome, we will proceed to the next step. If you agree, I will immediately transfer enough cash into your bank accounts for your current expenses. Apart from your banks accounts in the Greek banks, I will open you an account in a foreign bank and transfer a very generous sum there. You do have bank accounts, right?”
“I do have bank accounts in all four systemic Greek banks. What I don’t have is money!”
“Money is the only problem we don’t have. To summarize then, you are available, divorced and broke.”
“That’s the right way to put it.”
“So, here is the first step. Before everything else, I want to secure my cousin. As I told you before, she is twenty four years old. Her birthday is actually in two days from now. She is very pretty, kind and caring. She is beginning to recover from the loss of her father the last semester. She has never formed a relationship and has close to no friends. She hasn’t gone to college, only high school. She isn’t very bright but she isn’t dumb either. She is a fast learner, she listens, and she isn’t stubborn, overblown or selfish. I believe that if she finds the right partner she will become a wonderful wife. On the other hand though, she can also be a wonderful exploitation victim. This is exactly what I’m afraid of. Another remarkable issue is her overall appearance. She was normal until the age of eighteen. After all she has been through and the unfortunate loss of her father, she gained some weight. Not to an extreme degree but still quite some. I consulted a few doctors and they told me that with the right treatment, it is relatively easy to recover and maybe even improve. A necessary factor is her mental condition. She consulted a good psychologist who analyzed her personality and he suggested that she needs a good companion in order to cover the gap from the loss of her father and also her emotional needs. Let’s not forget that she is twenty four already and she never had any sexual contact. Since her birthday is in two days, I would like to offer her the ultimate gift. A companion!”
“And you want me to play this part?”
“Exactly. If you agree, of course, we will plan our course of action together, as well as the exact order and execution so we can achieve her approval.”
“Wait a minute. Can you please explain what exactly you want from me?”
“I want you to approach her, flatter her, fascinate her, seduce her. I want you to become her lover, her fiancé, her husband and finally the companion she deserves. And all of the above with that specific order.”
“Let’s say, I agree to do all this. How can you be so sure that she will like me, accept my love, let alone marry me. I’m not in my youth anymore and from my experience, feelings rarely follow any schedule. There is also the chemistry factor. We may as well not match.”
“You have a point, but you are not completely right. The skill of seduction relies on certain principles. Don’t forget she is innocent and has no experience at all. On the contrary, we are experienced, and she trusts me completely. She always listens to my suggestions without questioning. We can always hatch an initial “seduction plan”, carry it out and if it works, we proceed. If you have no chemistry at all and it’s not working out, then we don’t. In either case, if you agree, we will work together anyway. Even if the plan with Erica doesn’t succeed, we will still work together. Either way, I could use a trustworthy partner.”
“So, her name is Erica. Do you have any pictures of her?”
“Sure. Let me get my Notebook.”
Dimitris walked away to fetch his portable computer. Kostas had some time to order his thoughts. What Dimitris suggested seemed unreal. To seduce an innocent girl and marry her. And then what? What would happen next when he would become a member of their family? What was the catch? The price he would pay. And lastly, the fundamental question. Could he do it? So far, all his relationships were based on feelings. Passionate most of the times. One of his particularities was that he was picky and would refuse to make love to women he didn’t have feelings for. Not to mention that he always had a natural aversion for fat women. On the other hand, all these relationships had failed. His last one was with his wife. Suddenly, it occurred to him that eight years had passed since the last time he flirted with a woman and three years since the last time he had sex. The mere thought frightened him. After the divorce, sex was the last thing to cross his mind. He was too focused on his other problems and had no time for that.
Dimitris returned with his Notebook and his thoughts were interrupted.
“I will show you some of Erica’s pictures, so you can see how she looked like before and how she looks like today. In these ones, she is sixteen. These are from our vacation in Santorini. We have origins from Santorini, you see, and we own some property. My uncle owns an amazing Villa by the sea. Here is Erica at the age of eighteen. Isn’t she beautiful?”
She was indeed a very pretty girl. Not very tall but not short either. Should be around 1,70m tall. She had a nice body. Her breasts were big and erect. Way bigger than normal, actually. He always liked big breasts. But her best feature was her face. She was unusually mellow, had a childlike innocence and a very sweet smile. It was one of the prettiest and kindest faces he had ever seen.
“You were right. She is indeed very beautiful.”
“And here is when she started to change. She is twenty years old in those pictures. My uncle’s health had started to decline. Can you see the difference? Her face is gloomy and she gained some weight. These ones are after the funeral. And the last ones are from the present, right before Christmas. Those are the worst ones. But she is starting to improve lately. At least she isn’t wearing black anymore. So, what do you think?”
“You do realize that what you ask of me is – I can’t find the right words to put it. Unusual in the least. After my divorce, I didn’t have any kind of contact with the opposite sex.”
“I understand that it sounds unusual to you. And it is, I guess. But trust me; it is indeed for a good cause. On the one hand, I cannot see her like this, and on the other hand, I cannot risk someone dishonest to seduce her. It will be disastrous for her. Since she is unexperienced, she will never get over it. As for your part, this will be a solution to your problems, too. After all, your passionate relationships didn’t end well for you at all, am I right?”
“You have a point. Let’s say that, hypothetically, I agree. Have you considered how will we proceed?”
“I have some ideas. Before we continue though, it’s almost afternoon and we haven’t had anything to eat yet. Would you like to continue our discussion over lunch?”
“This is a very delicate issue and I don’t think we should discuss it in public. We could order something and eat it here, though.”
“I agree. Do you like Chinese food?”
“I know a good Chinese restaurant in Glyfada. We could order and then go pick it up. That way, we can walk and stretch ourselves.”
“Good idea. I have no objection.”
They ordered and continued their discussion on random topics without addressing the main issue. Sometime later, they went out, walked to the restaurant and returned home. Chinese food is light and you can eat as much as you want. Its disadvantage though is that you feel hungry again after a while. They had lunch and continued their discussion.
“And now I‘ll let you know about my plan in general terms. We will go through the details later. At first, I‘ll tell Erica about you. I‘ll present you as an old friend and colleague who has seen her once and was impressed. I met you out of the blue, we chatted, you told me about your problems – although, I’m not going to refer to your divorce and such but rather generally talk about family issues. I‘ll let her know that I also discussed about our own issues, that I mentioned her birthday and you suggested to take her out to dinner, celebrate and have fun together.”
“And will she accept?”
“Don’t worry, I have my ways. We will just deploy what most women want. Before I carry on, let me reassure you that money is not an issue. I‘ll cover all your expenses. I‘ll get her all dressed up and we‘ll book a table at a luxurious restaurant. We‘ll buy a birthday cake as well. You will rent a limousine, get her flowers and a box of chocolates and pick her up.”
“Wait a second…aren’t we going over the top?”
“Nope. I know her well. I have seen what kind of books she is reading and regardless of what they say, all women love such things. At dinner, you will be polite - but not repulsive - and when you discuss with her, avoid mentioning your problems but rather go into your interests and more pleasant subjects. Don’t mention your ex-wife, your divorce and stuff like that. You are experienced enough, so I trust you can control the conversation. The point is to impress her and get her to trust you. After a couple of hours, you’ll take her home. At home she will be alone. So if she invites you in, accept politely, send the limousine away and follow her. If not, thank her for the lovely night and leave. I clarify that it will be an achievement if she invites you to her place. She rarely does that and she invites only her friends. In any case, you will proceed with caution. Remember – you should always be polite, kind and never aggressive. Like I said, she is smart enough. Experience is what she lacks. Don’t forget, she is a woman and women are complicated. They love delusions. For most cases, you have to make them believe they have the upper hand. If you manage to awaken her libido too, you might get lucky that night.”
“And do we want it? Ain’t too early for that, I mean?”
“It depends. If she develops feelings for you and you manage to awaken her sexuality then I’d say it will be appropriate. Else, she might take it as a rejection and then other issues may rise.”
“Can I ask you a personal question that I have in mind all this time?”
“Be my guest.”
“If anyone would hear you talk about Erica without knowing that you are related, he would easily assume that you are in love with her.”
“Well, you are not mistaken. I’m not in love with her of course but we’ve grown up together. I‘ve played the older brother part, plus there was a connection and we understood each other. Those last years, our bond grew stronger due to the recent events. Now I play the father’s part as well. This is another reason she needs to find someone. If I let her attach herself to me more than she already has, we might have a serious problem in the future. The psychologist shared the same concern. Anything else you wanted to ask?”
“Not for now. I must admit, your proposal is very tempting. However, we need to agree on certain things.”
“First of all, we‘ll never let Erica know that all this was your plan. Should she find out, she will never trust any of us again. Therefore, we all lose.”
“That goes without saying.”
“You will always be honest with me. If you can’t, better say nothing. I also want to believe that your motives are pure and you care mostly for Erica’s best interest and not yours. I want her to be your first priority.”
“I’m glad to hear that. It means Erica becomes your first priority too.”
“That’s how it is. I would never want an innocent girl like her to interfere in such dangerous games. She does not have the means neither to handle nor to cope with that. It will result on her being hurt so it is our duty to protect her. You are doing that already all these years after all, right?”
“Exactly. Anything else?”
“Supposing, I accept. She likes me, I seduce her and I eventually sleep with her. What if she likes that and wants more from me? What will be the next step? If you can reveal it to me, of course.”
“Our first goal is to boost her self-esteem so she can become herself again. She must immediately proceed with losing weight and all that goes with it. It shouldn’t be too hard with you encouraging her. Then we should make the necessary preparations in order to formalize your relationship. It is very important that you get married by midsummer. I cannot reveal the reason yet, but when the time will come, you will understand and agree with me. You need to engage the soonest possible and plan the wedding.”
“I see. How much time do I have to think about it?”
“Next to no time. Bear in mind that her birthday is in two days from now. She is already depressed because of that, it happens to almost all women, you see. I would like your answer by tomorrow morning. Take this time to think it over, explore the possibilities and reach to a decision. Furthermore, since I know you are in a tough financial situation, allow me to offer you a small gift regardless of your final decision. This will definitely minimize your stress. Give me a second.”
Dimitris got up and went inside the house. Few minutes later he came back, holding an envelope.
“Some cash to cover your dire needs. Accept it as a token of friendship and gratitude and for hearing me out.”
Kostas took the envelope muttering “thank you”.
He stayed at Dimitris’s place for a little while longer and chatted mostly about the time they used to be colleagues.
The sun had started to set when Kostas decided to leave. Dimitris offered to drive him home and he didn’t oppose to him since it was hard to get a taxi in this area.
The first thing he did, when he got home was to check the contents of the envelope. It was filled with 50 and 100 euro bills. There was 3.000 euros in total. Is this supposed to be “some cash”, he thought. Then what does he consider “a lot of cash” ?
He sat on his couch and tried to organize his thoughts. He wanted to decode Dimitris’s offer.
What is he suggesting? he thought. To seduce his cousin in order to marry her. Why? Apparently because she is the sole heiress of his uncle’s fortune. And judging from what I saw, this must be an immense fortune. He doesn’t want his cousin to get involved with someone else because he won’t be able to control him. In other words he believes he can control me. To what degree? Am I willing to become his duteous tool? This is something I have to clarify.
And on top of it, why must the wedding occur by midsummer? Probably because the advancements are scheduled and in order to be controlled, Erica needs to be married. It seems there are also enterprises. If Erica is the heiress, she should be the one to run them. However, she doesn’t look capable of that.
And from what he understood, even Dimitris is involved in this.
Maybe Erica’s father didn’t trust him as much as he declares. A husband though, let alone an experienced one when it comes to enterprises and management could surely do it.
He recalled Dimitris’s words when he asked why he chose him. Among many things he mentioned someone experienced both in life and business, organizational and quick at making decisions. This was it, then. Not to mention someone who could be controlled by him, even in a good way. He should consider his attitude towards Dimitris very carefully, in case he decided to accept his offer.
But the real question was Erica. She was a very beautiful girl for sure. She did have some extra weight but this issue could be solved fast and easily. If she was indeed exactly as he described her, then she would be a piece of work and wouldn’t cause him any problems. Is this the case, however? Or he made her sound ideal on purpose? And what about her age? She is only twenty four. Merely half his age. Then it occurred to him, that when he met his wife for the first time she was also twenty four. And look how they ended up. Regardless of Erica’s reaction, could he function with her?
The last time he had sex with someone was three years ago. How was he supposed to have sex with a twenty four year old virgin? The idea worried him. He might be experienced with women, but all his previous partners were also experienced. Even when he hooked up with a seventeen year old girl (he didn’t know her age then), she had proven to be more experienced than him. So, how would he treat a virgin? Could he function? How would she react? Would he cope? All these thoughts were scaring him.
He tried to focus on the positive points. For example, if he handled that well, he would solve his financial problem. If he connected with Erica and could mold her, he would end up with a beautiful and desirable wife. He brought her photos to his mind. Apart from her gorgeous face and amazing breasts, she had a great body at the age of eighteen. She had potential. All he had to do was persuade her to visit a weight loss center and follow a specific diet. Technology does wonders nowadays. Since money wasn’t an issue in this family, success was granted. Another thing that bothered him was her sexual performance. Was it possible that she would sexually awaken or she would become a cold and prissy partner who would just spread her legs wide open and expect her husband to do everything else and finally come without her even realizing it? If that was the case, no way he would settle for it. And he knew very well this was likely to happen.
All these thoughts made him call Dimitris again. It wasn’t late after all.
“Dimitris? This is Kostas. I hope you don’t mind me calling.”
“Don’t mention it. I told you, you can call me any time.”
“Thank you. I can’t stop thinking about your proposal and I would like you to send me some representative photos of Erica, the ones you showed me back at your place. Could you send them via email?”
“Certainly. Any preferences?”
“I would like the ones where she is eighteen, those with her bathing suit in Santorini and some recent ones as well.”
“Sure. Give me your email address so I can send them right away.”
“I‘ll text it to you to avoid any mistakes.”
“Very well. Keep in mind that I generally sleep late at night, so don’t hesitate to call if you need something else. Time is of the essence. . If it’s necessary, I can come over to discuss. I don’t mind at all.”
“Ok, I‘ll keep that in mind. Thanks.”
A few moments later, he received an email with the photos he requested. The idea that had crossed his mind was to send them to an old friend that happened to be a psychologist who specialized in sexual attitudes among couples. Some years ago, they had a short relationship. Truth is, they had lost touch but he was certain she would remember him. He hoped she hadn’t changed her number. He looked it up and checked it on the internet too, just to be sure. She had changed her phone number after all but he managed to recover her address and new phone number.
He called her at home and she picked up.
“Good evening. Claire, is that you?”
“Good evening. This is Claire, who am I speaking to?”
“First of all, my apologies for the time. It’s Kostas Alexiou. Do you remember me?”
“Of course, I do remember. Long time no see. To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Before going through that, tell me how are you ?”
“I’m fine and you?”
“I’m fine too. I wanted to apologize for not having called all these years. Many things happened in my life and most were not pleasant. I actually need your help. I have to make a serious decision and I have to make it fast. I would love your advice, if you don’t mind, of course.”
“No problem. You know me, I don’t judge. I admit that I was thinking of you sometimes. I wanted to call you. I even tried it once, two years ago, but you had changed your phone number. I searched for your new number but without success. Anyway, tell me what you want to ask and if I can, I will be happy to help you.”
“I‘ll be brief. Apart from that though, I would like to see you one of these days. It would be a great pleasure.”
“I would love that. We can schedule a meeting. But first, tell me how can I help.”
“I’m about to take a big step with a girl but I’m full of questions according some matters. I remember that you used to be a great physio gnomist, especially about sexual behavior. I would like to send you certain photos of that girl via email so you can give me your professional opinion.”
“What exactly do you want to know?”
“If you don’t mind, I would like to send you the photos first. Check them, and then we will discuss. I need you to look at them so you can answer my questions.”
“Fine by me. You aroused my curiosity. When do you need those answers?”
“I know I’m taking advantage of your kindness but I really need to make a decision by tomorrow morning so if you have the time, could we do this right now?”
“I like you. Well, I’m not in the middle of anything so we can do it right away. I’m texting you my email address. Oh, even better! Do you have a Skype account?”
“Great. I’m sending you my Skype username as well. Send me the photos and I will call you in Skype if that’s ok with you. Or we could talk on the phone.”
“Of course, it’s ok with me. Talk to you soon!”
As soon as he hung up, he received the text. He logged into the Skype, he added the username then sent the photos and waited. After a while, he got a video call. He answered it and Claire appeared on the screen. He found himself momentarily gaping. The woman he was staring at, had nothing to do with the one he remembered. Claire was definitely beautiful and attractive but she also had her flaws. Her hair was red back then, her bosom wasn’t remarkable and she had some extra weight. The new Claire was a stunning brunette. Her bust was explosive. She obviously had fixed it.
“Good evening. Wow! You look amazing! Things must have been great for you.”
“Good evening to you too, Kostas.» She replied, smiling.
“If you are referring to my transformation, it’s a long story and I would like to discuss it face to face. So, how are you?”
“I’m fine. I would love to see you too, I have so much to tell you. But until then, I’ll keep saying that you look amazing!”
“Wait until you see the rest of me then! Let me stand up and turn on the lights.”
So she did. When she came back she stood in such a way so he could see her whole body. She was right. She was a goddess. She was wearing a tight dress that emphasized every curve of her body. Apart from her explosive bust and impressive cleavage, he could distinguish a couple of shapely legs which ended up in a pair of stiletto heeled black leather pumps. She turned around, then came back and sat on the chair. It was obvious she was showing off. But why? He wondered.
“So what do you think?”
“I’m speechless. It’s not an overstatement, you are one of the prettiest women I have ever seen.”
“And from what I know, you have seen quite a few. Anyway, tell me about the girl, I’m looking at her photos right now. However I have to warn you that I can’t form a full opinion from the photos alone. I might easily be mistaken.»
“I understand that, but I trust your judgement. I only ask for your point of view, no strings attached.”
“Fine then. I’m all ears.”
“The pictures you are looking at, are coming from the same girl at different ages. In the first ones, she is sixteen. In the photos with the bathing suit, she is eighteen. In the next ones, she is twenty. This is when family issues concerning her father’s health begin to occur. The last ones are from about six months ago at the age of twenty four. Her father died two years ago. After his death, she went into a long depression. Only until the last semester, she began accepting it and recovers.”
“I see. Is her mother alive?”
“No. She lost her mother when she was very young. She only has a cousin who is taking care of her.”
“Right. So what did you want to ask me?”
“It is a delicate matter. It has to do with her sexual identity and behavior.”
“Kostas, don’t hesitate. There is absolutely no reason to feel ashamed. You can ask anything you want directly.”
“Ok. When you are looking at the photos where she is sixteen and the ones where she is eighteen, what do you see?”
“I still don’t get it, but I’ll try to help you hoping you will make yourself clearer in the process. I must warn you though, I have never attempted to determine a psychological profile via photographs. At least they are high definition and I can easily zoom them out. Let’s see. The first pictures show an attractively shaped young lady, quite developed for her age. She appears shy and timid but not prudish. Her advanced development also shows a high level of female hormones. So, I wouldn’t describe her as frigid and I don’t think she will be. The photos with her bathing suit are scantier. Especially those where the lower part of her bikini is damp and her vulva is revealed.” She smiled discreetly.
“Scientifically explained, see?”
“I love it.”
“These photos show a well-shaped juicy woman. I’d guess she hasn’t had sex yet. I would also assume she is clitoral, therefore easily stimulated. This can make her look timid if she doesn’t know how to handle it. But I wouldn’t call her frigid. Now will you please tell me what this is all about?”
“You are right, I will give you a general idea of what’s going on and if you want to know more details just ask.”
“I know her cousin. He is an old colleague of mine. He suggested to meet the girl in the photos with the intention of starting a relationship and eventually get married. The girl has neglected herself due to her father’s death, she put on weight, she isn’t going out and therefore cannot connect with people. Let alone the fact that she is still a virgin and has never been kissed by a guy.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“To be honest, no. I haven’t met her yet. This is what her cousin told me. I have seen her at an event five or six years ago and he had mentioned her then. Judging by his words and his character, it is possible he is telling the truth. What I would like to know, if all of the above is true, is how to handle her.”
“I’m finally beginning to understand. The situation is more complicated than you think. The girl may look normal but a young woman at her age that never had any sort of contact with the opposite sex will definitely have some issues in the long run. This can get even worse after long periods of depression due to events like those you mentioned. Before I carry on, are you sure you want to be a part of this?”
“No, I’m not at all sure and this is why I delve more deeply. Truth is, this offer has been very tempting. I‘ve been through a lot these last few years. In every way. I’m in poor economic condition. Basically unemployed most of the time. I got divorced two years ago. I also haven’t flirted or had sex for about three years so…”
“I’m sorry, did you just say you haven’t had sex for three years?”
“Exactly. But please, don’t say it out loud, because I feel embarrassed.”
“Pardon me. I never had the intention to make you feel this way. The exact opposite. I really want to help you. However, I don’t think I can do that sitting behind a lifeless screen. It won’t be effective. Where do you live, by the way?”
“I live in Ano Glyfada.”
“Very well. I live in Voula. That’s very close. How about you pay me a visit?”
“Right now. Didn’t you just say that you have to make a decision by tomorrow morning? Come over, we can discuss the matter and try to figure it out together. I was very happy to hear from you, you have intrigued my curiosity and I’m home alone. And by alone, I mean single. No relationship, no husband, no nothing. Plus, I don’t sleep early.”
‘In that case, I would really love to see you too. Tell me your address.”
Claire gave him her address and sent a text as well just to make sure he wouldn’t get it wrong.
She turned off the Skype call and went inside to get ready. . A negative thought crossed Kostas’s mind and made him panic.
He was about to visit his old girlfriend whom he hasn’t seen for about eight years. She was gorgeous. He was not. He even felt badly about their whole conversation. What would she think of him? On the other hand, if she thought badly of him, would she offer to help him and invite him to her place at midnight?
Do not forget, he reminded himself she is a psychologist and a very good one too. It occurred to him that this was the main reason he decided to terminate their short relationship. She always seemed to know what he was thinking, unwittingly even, and he couldn’t hide anything from her. She could literally read his mind. It had killed all the magic. On the other hand, the sex was amazing. She knew what he wanted and when, and she was lavishly giving it to him. That alone was not enough though. As a result, after spending four wonderful months together he decided to break up with her. She stoically accepted, maybe with a slight bitterness. She saw her a couple of times after that and then they lost touch. Occasionally he wondered if he overreacted, but it was too late.
Maybe I should call her and find an excuse to cancel? He considered. No, it would be rude and improper. I need to find a solution after all and running away is not an option.
He eventually decided to go.
He browsed his Google maps to locate her address and realized that her place was very close to Dimitris’s. Someone is playing games with me, he thought. Too many coincidences. He rotated the map to get a satellite view of her house. It was a large detached house with a garden and a swimming pool. Things indeed took a turn for the better for Claire. Eight years ago, she was still living in Pagrati with her mom.
He took a quick shower, wore his best suit and a clean shirt and went out. I can’t go emptyhanded, he mused. Luckily, there was a liquor store next to his apartment which remained open until late at night. He bought a chocolate pralines gift box and two bottles of rose champagne. He went to the nearby flower shop and bought fifteen scarlet red roses as well.
He arrived at Claire’s in about ten minutes. He had no trouble locating her house. He used the intercom and rang the doorbell. The door opened immediately. He crossed the beautifully lighted garden path to the house entrance in the back. From what he could distinguish, it looked like a modern two floored maisonette. The main door opened and Claire appeared at the threshold. She looked even more stunning under the entrance light.
She had changed. Now she wore a bright red dress, the color of fire. It was tight like the previous one but shorter, enough to reveal her flawless legs. A pair of shiny red high heeled pumps completed her outfit.
She is driving me crazy, he thought. It occurred to him, momentarily, that she was doing this on purpose. But why? He concluded that women were complicated beings and you can never know what’s on their mind. He walked towards her.
When he came closer, a strong perfume overwhelmed him. Before he could say anything, she hugged him tightly and gave him two strong kisses.
“Welcome. Please come in.”
He followed her, dazed. He noticed that she looked equally stunning from behind. Her extremely tight dress didn’t leave much to the imagination. He could see every detail of her round buttocks. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. She is definitely spending hours at the gym, he mused.
He suddenly felt bad. His own body was looking worse than ever. He had put on some weight and had started to develop a large gut due to the complete lack of exercise…
As if she was reading his mind, she turned around, grabbed his shoulders, looked at him and said:
“Let me see you. Looking good!”
“Not at all compared to you.” he muttered. Gaining his voice back he went on: “You are gorgeous, so is your house. These flowers and chocolates are for you. The champagne is for both of us.”
“Thank you very much. I am touched” she said and kissed him again.
Every time she kissed him, there was something happening to him but he couldn’t define what it was.
“Give me a minute to put the champagne on the fridge and the flowers on a vase.” She walked away, shaking her lovely butt and returned holding a vase. She bent over to place it on the table in front of a large sofa made of alcantara. When she did so, she offered him a perfect view of her amazing breasts. She took the roses and placed them slowly and provokingly on the vase.
It was then when he felt his first erection after so long. He felt very uncomfortable. He tried to change his posture on the couch and look away but to no avail. Claire sat extremely close to him.
“You cannot possibly imagine how happy I am to see you.”
“I’m happy to see you too, my dear Claire.”
“And I’m so glad you chose me to help you with your issue.”
“Well, it is a complicated and specific matter and you are the best psychologist I know.”
“Thank you so much. Now tell me how have you been.”
“I don’t have pleasant news, I’m afraid. I will be brief so Ι won’t depress you. I had some success in business but also a great setback in a company I worked. I had a good position, salary and perspective. Unfortunately, I was posing a threat to some of my colleagues so they set me up. I didn’t figure it out in time so I lost my job. Another setback in another company followed. As a result, I started having financial problems which also affected my personal life. Two years ago, my wife filled for a divorce and it was finalized some months ago. Since then, I wasn’t able to get a real job. Bad finances, gathering debts but my morale remains high. I’m not giving up but this situation is troubling me.”
“ What about women?”
“Nothing. With so many issues, low self-esteem and being broke, that was the last thing on my mind. After all, you know what the Americans use to say: No money, no honey!”
“You have a point. You never know though. So you were serious when you said that you haven’t had sex for three years?”
“Why it comes as such a surprise to you? Last time I had sex was with my wife and it was a failure. I still remember it. It was September, three years ago. Well, two and a half to be exact. After that, she asked for a divorce, just before Christmas. She left and we started the necessary procedures. How could I possibly be thinking of women under all this pressure?”
“The best way to recover from a break up is to find another love. Did you love your wife, by the way?”
“Like I said before, the financial problems determined every outcome. As for the love factor, I can’t tell you for sure. What I can tell you is that seeing you again brought back feelings that I’ve had long time to experience.”
“I can tell. I find it quite normal, actually. You should be happy about it.”
“You can’t imagine how happy I am. But I didn’t know how you would react. I was afraid you would feel offended.”
“So this is why you are squirming! Let me tell you my story after our break up then, so you can feel more comfortable.”
“I’m all ears.”
“When you terminated our relationship, I tried not to show, but I was actually devastated. Despite my experience, I failed to determine the actual causes. I admit, I had made plans about us.”
“How come you’d never ask me, then?”
“I couldn’t. My ego wouldn’t let me. I had to find out by myself. It was then, when I asked for help from a friend and colleague. He helped me a lot but not without a price. Despite the fact that he wasn’t my type at all, I went along with the idea of dating him in order to understand what had happened with us. In the end, I figured out that men cannot function without a flicker of mystery. They need to keep some secrets and going into mischiefs, just like little children. It makes them feel falsely powerful even if most of the times it is merely a delusion. They definitely can’t function when a woman is reading them like an open book and therefore they cannot hide from her. That was the case with us, am I right?”
“You are absolutely correct. That was the case. How long did it take you to figure it out?”
“Way to go! You are really good, after all. It could take years for others to reach a conclusion if they even managed to do so.”
“Thank you. I know that. But I couldn’t stand my colleague fucking me every time I was making a correct deduction. It was a great motive and I knew it. And excuse my profane language, but you know me, I like being foul-mouthed and use all these expressions when I refer to sex.”
“I also remember you used that as a tool at work. It helped unlocking certain people’s potential and freeing them from their taboos.”
“Exactly! I can’t believe you remember that! Anyway, when I figured it out, I cut all ties with him. I finally decided to take a doctorate which I was considering for a while back then. I travelled to Paris and lived there for two years. I worked my ass off and got it. I began experimenting on short relationships and applied different patterns. It was my life’s work. I was even keeping notes. I did that for another two years. Nothing useful resulted from this. I kept making the same mistakes until I finally realized that I was too selfish. In fact, I didn’t care about others, but only for myself. It may looked otherwise, but this was the case. When someone asked me to do something and I didn’t agree, I was trying to change his mind, instead of just telling him so.”
“Yes, you used to do that when we were together. I remember that time when I asked you to wear a pair of sexy underwear I bought you and you were trying to convince me that sex is equally good without these. In the end, you never wore them.”
“Exactly. It never crossed my mind then that it wasn’t about sex, but mostly a mind game just before it. So, I decided to change. And I became the exact opposite. I made some sort of research on what men want. Not the husbands or those who are after a serious relationship but the lovers. The ones who only want to fuck you and leave after sex. I made my body more appealing in order to become seductive. I augmented my breasts and I gave a small fortune in weight loss centers. I also went through surgery to emphasize or fix certain parts and here I am.”
“The result is very impressive, I must say.”
“And effective, judging from the lump in your pants. I’m teasing you!”
Excuse me, why did she say that? he thought. But he would find that out later.
“I also bought new clothes. My work has been a success but I was not at all happy. Men were chasing after me but I wasn’t in the mood. I hadn’t been in a relationship for months. I wasn’t even looking for one. Their adoration was sufficient. And then, everything changed. Some years ago, I was on vacation in Mykonos. Business was booming. All that research had helped a lot. I managed to purchase a vacant lot and build a Villa. It was the first summer in my new residence and it was then when I met Marcelo. Marcelo was a god. He was Italian with a great athletic body, tanned, with long blonde hair. Until then, I remained indifferent towards guys like him. Men were chasing after me and women were chasing after Marcelo. He was a god, I was a goddess and when we met, there was a strange chemistry between us. Nothing would have happened if it wasn’t for that. We fell madly in love. It wasn’t about sex or about feelings. Marcelo was crazy. He didn’t give a damn. He wouldn’t obey any rules. Once, he dared to make love to me in a town alley in public. And I’m not talking about a secluded alley but right at the town center at midnight. And it wasn’t quick and dirty either. It lasted for more than half an hour and included many positions. Finally, he came into my mouth in front of everyone. Some tourists filmed it and I was all over the Internet.”
“Well, I’d love to see that!”
“I had no doubt.” she laughed. “If you are a good boy, I will show it to you. There are over ten different versions and some of them are really good.”
“It didn’t offend you?”
“It did, at first. Then I accepted and got used to it. I was even trolling my friends “don’t search for it, get it from me directly.”
“And what happened with Marcelo?”
“Marcelo ended up being a huge pain in the ass. I won’t go through details but I‘ll tell you some of it. He was a conman. He told me he was working as a fashion model but in reality he was a drug dealer. He was staying at my place. There was a shed outside the house where I kept my tools and building materials. When we finished building the house, I wanted to get rid of it because it ruined the landscape. However, I was constantly putting it off and I finally decided to do it at the end of the summer. Without me knowing, Marcelo was storing large amounts of drugs there and dealing them in Greece and Italy. And by large I mean tons. He was also keeping his money stash there. This was taking place for at least two months and I was completely clueless. At some point he broke the news to me:
“You know, Claire”, he said “I really like Greece. I like being with you and I want to make some investments, but since I haven’t declared the money in Italy, I would like to buy some property in your name.”
“Do you trust me enough to do that?”
“Don’t worry. We will sign an informal contract which will declare me as the rightful owner. Plus, I trust you, I don’t think you‘ll cause me any problems.”
”Totally surrendered to my lust and sex hormones, I agreed. We went back to Athens and bought this house. Five million euros and a half, in cash. Then we returned to Mykonos and bought a small Hotel and two Villas. Another seven million also in cash. At this point, I began to feel suspicious, but I never mentioned a thing. We visited a notary in Mykonos and proceeded with an informal contract as we had agreed. We were also planning to follow the same procedure for the residence in Athens when we got back. So far, so good.”
“Seriously, Claire, twelve million euros in cash and you didn’t say anything?”
“Exactly. Not a single word. We continued our vacation and the wild sex. I cared about nothing else, back then. There were times when Marcelo was away for a couple of days, probably to bring back the merchandise. You have no idea how much I missed sex these days. I was going through some major withdrawal syndrome. When August came, Marcelo blurted out the story:
“You know, Claire, I want to throw a crazy party. One that will cause an uproar.”
“Fine then, just do it.” I told him.
“I have arranged for a few girls from the model agency I work for to come over. They‘ll make a photoshoot, they‘ll stay at our Hotel and they‘ll join for the party. Do you mind?”
“Why would I mind?”
“Well, since our Hotel has no swimming pool, I decided to throw the party here.”
“No problem at all.”
”To summarize, the party took place and everything has gone down the pan. A stupid model discovered a bag of cocaine and shared it with everyone at the party. I sniffed some myself. Since I wasn’t accustomed to drugs, I was on the verge of fainting. At some point, I realized I was laying naked on an armchair and someone was trying to rape me without success. Since he failed, he came on the model. Some minutes later, I heard someone screaming. Wavering and still completely naked, I moved towards the pool where I saw a girl laying down and bleeding from her mouth. The adrenaline brought me to my senses. My dizziness, my haziness and my headache were gone. I went inside to call 166 and then the police. I attempted to give first aid to the girl but she wasn’t responding. Luckily, I had a friend who worked at the police station and he came right away. I quickly got dressed and tried to locate Marcelo. He was nowhere to be found. Later that day, I discovered he was flying back to Rome. You can guess what happened next. The police raided my place and they found the drugs and some cash. The ambulance arrived shortly after that but unfortunately the girl was already dead. They picked up four girls who overdosed and they were in dire need of medical care. I was arrested. The charges were plenty. And all considered felonies. I was transferred to Athens and held in custody at the female ward in Korydalos Judicial Prison. The preliminary investigation took place and I told them everything. But there was no Marcelo. His real name was Antonio and was even wanted from Interpol. The key was the informal contract I had signed but the notary was nowhere to be found. My lieutenant friend helped me as much as he could and finally located the notary in Syros. He paid him a visit when he was off duty and forced him to give us a copy of the contract. To think that he signed the contract as Antonio and I never even noticed! I hired a good lawyer which cost me a fortune but managed to drop all charges against me, sped up the trial and I eventually got away with a seven month sentence. Since I was in custody for ten months already, they set me free. Marcelo’s Villas and the Hotel were confiscated by the state as crime products. Same as the drugs and the cash. I managed to save the Villa in Athens since we never signed a matching contract and I never mentioned it. So I kept it as a souvenir.”
“Yeah. A five million euro souvenir.”
“Indeed. Thank god, I find it easy to overcome such setbacks. The first thing I did when I got out of jail was to go to Mykonos and demolish the shed. There, I made another discovery. While, I was cleaning up, I noticed a box the policemen had missed. On the bottom part, there was 800.000 euros. I took it and demolished the shed.”
“I deserved it, ok? I was in jail for ten months.”
“How was your time in jail by the way?”
“To be honest, it was just fine. When they found out I was a psychologist that specialized in sexual behavior they swarmed around me for free advice. Even the guards consulted me. Thanks to that, I received special treatment.”
“And after that?”
“These events occurred two years ago. My sentence prevented me from practicing my profession for another year, so I continued my vacation in Mykonos when I got out of jail. I was bored to death. Not to mention that everyone knew about me and I couldn’t get about much. Only the summer period was tolerable. When my sentence was over, last September, I came back to Athens, opened a new office and working normally ever since. What I want to point out though, is that after all I‘ve been through, I lost interest in forming any sort of relationship or having sex. As much as I wanted to, I didn’t feel the urge to do so. Which is weird for me who used to get turned on so easily. I tried many times and with many different ways but to no avail. I consulted a few colleagues and they all told me that it is a normal reaction since I was still in shock and I just needed more time. Until today. I have to admit that when we were chatting on Skype and you were telling me about the girl, I was soaking wet. When you told me that you hadn’t had sex for three years, I almost had an orgasm. This is why I asked you to come over. After two years of sexual abstinence, I have this beautiful feeling again. And from what I can see, I‘m not the only one.”
“Indeed. When you opened the door and I saw you, I was overwhelmed by passion. I couldn’t even speak.”
“I noticed. So, what are we going to do about it?”
“I honestly don’t know. What do you have in mind?”
“I have an idea. Give me a second, I‘ll be right back.”
She got up and moved towards the stairs that led to the second floor. Ten minutes later, she returned. The sight of her took his breath away. She was wearing a pair of very revealing, tantalizing underwear made of sheer black lace. The set included a pair of black silk garters, fishnet stockings and high heeled sandals. She slowly got down the stairs and went to the fridge. She took the bottles of champagne and two glasses and put them on the table. She turned around and went back in the kitchen. He noticed she was wearing a tiny string. Her butt was lovely. Her plastic surgeon was definitely an artist.
She returned holding the box of pralines.
“So, what do you think?”
“You are divine. You are the most beautiful and perfect woman I have seen.”
“Thank you. I want to celebrate this, with chocolate and champagne.”
She took one of the pralines, placed it provokingly in her mouth, licked her lips and bit it. The sight was extremely sensual. She opened the bottle of champagne, poured some in both glasses and gave him one. They made a toast and drank.
“I have another idea.” she said and walked away again.
She went to a nearby room and came back holding a tripod and a camera.
“We will make our own private video.”
She set and activated the camera then sat close to him. She repeated the scene with the praline, more slowly and stimulatingly this time.
“Now is your turn.”
Kostas was very turned on. He picked another praline, put it in his mouth, licked it and suddenly, as she stood provokingly in front of him with her legs wide open, he pulled her string aside. The area around her pubes was swollen, probably because she was feeling all hot and bothered. She was wet. He slowly touched her clit with the praline and caressed it in a circular way. Then he stuck it inside her. The sensation was beyond description. She wasn’t expecting it either. She had her eyes closed and was breathing heavily. Without stopping, he shoved his finger inside her and got the praline out. Claire let out a loud cry and opened her eyes. He placed the praline in his mouth and ate it.
Claire kept looking at him, lustily. He took another praline, held it between his teeth and approached her. He touched her lips with his. She bit the other half of the praline and began kissing him. It was a sweet and passionate kiss.
He offered her a glass of champagne and they drank it at one gulp. She grabbed her shoulders and made her kneel in front of him. He unzipped his pants and put them down. She knew what he wanted and lowered his boxers.
She began licking him like an ice cream from the top to the bottom. At the same time she was touching and massaging it with her hand. She licked her lips and swallowed him whole. She was moving up and down, licking him slowly to the bottom and sucking her way to the top.
She was indeed very sensual. He knew that if he would let her do that for a few more minutes he wouldn’t last and would come on her mouth. He thought of asking her to stop but he was curious enough to see for how long she could go on. He decided to let her continue and ejaculate in her mouth. His orgasm occurred some minutes later. He let out a loud scream and came hard on her mouth. Since he hadn’t cum for quite some time, he produced a large amount of sperm. Claire kept sucking him hard and didn’t stop until she realized there wasn’t a single drop left inside him. He laid exhausted on the couch.
Claire got up and stood in front of him. He could see traces of his sperm still in her lips.
“What do you think?” she asked him.
“On a scale from 1 to 10, I’ll give you a 20.”
Clearly satisfied, Claire burst out laughing. She turned off the camera and sat next to him.
“I have never done it like this before. It was very intense, a unique experience. I have another idea. I remember you were obsessed with sex toys, isn’t that right?”
“You remember correctly.”
“As well as photos and videos. Mostly amateur stuff.”
“Do you still have that obsession?”
“Of course. These things never change.”
“Ok. Here is what we‘ll do. You will go back to your place and bring all your sex toys here as well as your photographic material. I feel wild tonight. Unless you have an objection?” she stood up and glared pretending to threaten him.
He acted as if he was scared.
“No, no, none at all. I’m going right away.”
“Good. And you’d better be fast. I’m very horny and I can’t wait.”
He left. On his way back, he was thinking about everything that has happened and those yet to happen. He couldn’t believe his luck for being with such a beautiful woman. Then it dawned on him. He had completely forgotten the actual reason for calling Claire and paying her a visit. Erica.
What would he do about Erica? He was supposed to give a final answer to Dimitris tomorrow morning. He had to make that clear once he was back at Claire’s.
He made it home and went straight to his closet where he had kept all his sex toys hidden in two bags. He found them and checked inside to make sure everything was there.
Next, he turned on his portable computer. He located his hard disk where he kept the pornography, put them all in a suitcase, then went back to his car and drove to Claire’s. He reached his destination within a few minutes.
Claire had changed her outfit again. Now she was wearing a pair of bright red silky underwear, red garters, fishnet stockings and black high heeled leather pumps.
“How do I look
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