Chapter 4
Elise’s first shift as a bartender was exciting. I had her fill drink orders, provide peanuts to customers who were frustrated when the kitchen got backed up, and perfect the art of catching bottles behind her back.
In the middle of her shift, a man walked through the door. He wore a fitted navy blazer open over a crisp white shirt, unbuttoned just enough to tease. His chiseled jaw and striking blue eyes made my heart flutter. I loved a well-dressed, handsome man.
He chose the barstool directly in front of Elise, settled onto it like he belonged there, and folded his hands with a slow smile.
“Whiskey sour,” his voice was low and sultry. His gaze slid from her face down to the plunge in her neckline, then back up.
The game prompted me to make the drink. I selected the correct ingredients, and Elise poured them, mixed everything together, and slid the glass to him.
He picked it up and took a sip. “Tell me something,” he said, eyes locked on hers. “Are you on the wine list? Because I'm down for a tasting.”
I laughed out loud. Never had I heard such a line in all my life. In reality, if a customer had said that to me, I would have politely turned him down and then moved on to other customers. But this was a video game; I could do things differently here.
On the screen a menu popped up with response options.
Option 1: “No sir, I’m sorry. Would you like to see that list anyway?” Elise says with a small, professional smile.
Option 2: “Oh, don’t you wish I was on there?” Elise says with a wink.
But when I saw the third response, my heart skipped a beat. It wasn't something I would have ever said in real life. I clicked it immediately.
“I’m not on the list here, but there’s a secret menu upstairs you might like to sample.” Elise said in a sultry tone.
“Let’s go see that menu, shall we?” The stranger growled.
I clicked to accept his invitation, and both he and Elise walked through the people dancing, past the live band, and up the stairs on the other side of the room. At the top of the stairs was an employee breakroom with a table and chairs, as well as a couch for lounging.
“Where’s this secret menu I was promised?” The man said, biting his lower lip.
I selected Elise’s next response.
“Right here.” Elise said, then unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacy red bra.
The man stepped forward, slid his hand to the back of her head, and kissed her hard and fast. When I selected for Elise to kiss him back, he moved his hand from her head to her shirt, removing it the rest of the way and unfastening her bra. He looked down at her naked chest and groaned.
Elise leaned against the table when he grabbed her breasts, kneading them slowly. When he brought his head down to suck on one dusky-pink nipple, Elise gasped, and my breath caught.
So this was why it had me selecting what all of her anatomy looked like.
The man led Elise over to the couch.
“Go ahead and lie down for me, gorgeous.”
I accepted the prompt, and Elise laid back, lifting her arms into a sexy pose.
He pushed up her skirt and moved her panties to the side, revealing her pussy.
I raised my eyebrows at the camera angle, and my heart began to race.
I was looking at a clear, detailed image of the anatomy I had designed to resemble my own.
I’d seen porn, of course, but watching it wasn’t a regular occurrence for me. Plus, I wasn’t just watching this; I was participating. Telling her what to do and what to say.
It was hot.
He ran his hands up her thighs, spreading her open when he reached her outer lips. Then he leaned his head down. “Such a pretty pussy.”
“Oh, damn,” I whispered.
When he ran his tongue slowly up Elise’s pussy, the controller that was still resting in my lap began to heat up and vibrate. A shock of pleasure ran through my clit, and I gasped at the not unwelcome sensation.
I looked down at the controller resting against my thighs and saw the shape in a whole new way.
The silicone coating that felt a lot like my bedroom toy.
The unusual shape that I'd thought was just a strange design choice.
The way it not only vibrated but also warmed in response to what was happening on screen.
Finally, the pieces of the puzzle clicked into place. Exactly what this console was intended for became undeniably clear. Heat radiated up my face, embarrassment first, then anticipation. The old woman could apparently tell that I had needed this, which was mortifying. But at the same time,
She wasn't wrong.
I grabbed the hem of my nightgown and slowly raised it to my bellybutton with trembling hands.
Placing the larger controller handle on my panties, I pressed down over my clit. The controller pulsed in time with the man on the screen. Every time he licked, I got a delicious vibration.
This had always been strictly a 'behind the closed bedroom door' activity. Never once had I pleasured myself out in the open like this.
But here I was. In the living room. With the lights on. In the middle of the day. Someone could have been looking through the half-tilted blinds for all I knew.
A thrill ran through me at the thought that I was being naughty out in the open. I was breaking my own self-imposed rules. Because who could stop me?
On the screen, the game prompted me to select Elise’s next move. I raised the controller enough to find the button to select ‘Ask the stranger to take his pants off,' then returned it to my panties.
The stranger stood and slowly unbuttoned his pants, then let them drop to the floor. He was there in his tight black boxers, the fabric molding to every curve, leaving nothing to the imagination; even the head of his large cock was visible through the fabric. A shiver ran down my spine.
I stared at the screen, waiting for the scene to fade to black. For the ‘implied but not shown’ sex scene that was typical for these types of games.
It didn't fade.
He was still there. Still undressing. His hands were still moving to the waistband of his underwear.
Oh, God. Is it actually going to show everything?
When he pulled down his underwear, a very realistic cock sprang to attention, the camera angle making it take up the whole screen.
He knelt between Elise’s legs and said, “I’m going to make you scream. Better hope the band doesn’t stop playing.”
I moaned the same time Elise did, his confident tone turning me on even more.
“I take it that means you want me to fuck you. Right here and now?”
I couldn’t hit the ‘yes’ button fast enough.
When he entered her, I decided that the controller on top of my panties wasn’t enough. I needed something more, something filling me, the same way my on-screen avatar was being filled.
I pushed my panties down to my ankles and positioned the longer handle at my entrance; the joystick lined up perfectly against my clit. The smaller handle prodded near my ass; I tilted the controller up, not wanting anything there at the moment.
I guided it inside me as the moaning increased on the TV screen. The feeling of fullness and vibration combined into an exquisite sensation.
On screen the man told Elise to get on top of him. My thumb found the button to press to keep the scene going.
The top of the controller fit comfortably in my hand, giving me easy control over every movement. I rocked it in and out of my pussy in time with the characters on the screen, the little joystick hitting my clit every time I pushed back in, sending sporadic jolts of pleasure through me.
That was why it was placed where your thumb couldn’t possibly have reached it while playing. It hadn’t been designed for gaming, but for this.
The feeling was incredible, and I hadn’t known how much I had needed something like this. The only things missing were hands to grab my tits, hips to wrap my legs around, and a mouth to kiss and lick me all over.