He read the note again. It said:

Hello Al, I'm Vanessa. Do you remember how it felt the first time

that you discovered a girl? The first time that you kissed one of us? The

first time that you touched one of us? The first time that you looked upon

forbidden places, caressed them with your trembling fingers, and found

your first love? Do you remember how exciting it was? Your first

experience? Nothing can compare to that, can it?

Until now. Come meet me, and I will show you how to make it

all new again. I will bring you to a whole new level of excitement, and

teach you how to learn about women, all over again.

Are you interested? Click on the link below and set up an

appointment. I can't wait to see you in person....

Vanessa

<Click here to visit my web site>

Al almost clicked on the link, but decided to just hit 'save'. He couldn't bring himself to just erase the note. He would keep it until later.

* * *

For days, the note from Vanessa burned in Al's mind. He thought about it when he laid in bed at night. He imagined what it would be like to feel like he had when he was just really a kid, and learning about girls for the first time. He remembered how it was when he kissed Liz, his first kiss with a girl. Or how his girlfriend Debbie had allowed him to take off her shirt and bra, and to touch her lovely chest.

He had felt so excited! His hands *had* been trembling as he did it. It was so exciting at the time, but now, after being married, and having made love with dozens of women, it wasn't quite the same thing. The thought of making it all new and exciting again just seemed so inviting.

He went over the pros and cons again and again in his mind. But he knew that he was going to have to try it, to meet Vanessa, and see what it was all about. He finally was able to get to sleep after he came to his decision, which made him even more sure when he awoke in the morning.

* * *

Al couldn't wait for work to get done that day. He rushed home, and went to his computer, even before eating dinner. He brought up the note he had saved, and clicked on the web link provided. He held his breath, hoping it wasn't some porn site, or one that wanted to get ahold of his credit card.

He was relieved to find that the images were only of a woman in silhouette, and everything was very tasteful and discrete. There was the same information that his note had, and a place to go schedule an appointment to meet Vanessa. He was also supposed to upload a photo of himself, which he did.

Al clicked, and was given a web form where he supplied his name (only the first name was required, which was a relief to him), e-mail address, and home town along with what nights were the best for him. He hit send, and was shown a confirmation.

"Your personalized appointment will be scheduled within 2 hours, and an e-mail will inform you of the time and location."

Al went and ate dinner. After cleaning up the kitchen and starting the dishwasher, he went to the mailbox to pick up the mail. Then he changed into jeans and a T-shirt, then did some of the housework that had stacked up. He kept glancing at the clock. *Finally*, it was over 2 hours, so he eagerly went back online.

Al found that there was an e-mail from Vanessa, and that she wanted to meet him the next evening! She gave the name of a local restaurant where they could meet, and a picture of herself. Al clicked on the picture to open it up.

Vanessa had long brown hair, and was wearing a brown top with thin straps over her shoulders. She had an ample bust, and a pretty face. Her bare midriff was visible, and the top of her jeans. Even with her legs cut off, you could see that she had curves.

Al was enthralled. This certainly wasn't the Vanessa he knew, because she had blond hair. But this one was a beauty too! He couldn't wait to meet her, and find out what this was all about.

* * *

The next day, Saturday, Al made sure that he looked his best for his date with Vanessa, so he got a haircut and shave from his barber, then went home and got dressed up. Since Vanessa had worn casual clothes in her photo, he decided to go the same route. He put on khaki pants and a collared shirt. He read and reread her note, and stared at her photo to memorize her face.

Then he drove downtown, and made sure that he would have a prime table when she walked in at 6:30. He gave the seater a $20, and was rewarded with a perfect table, with a good view of the door, but not too far away. He casually read the newspaper, but the sweat from his palms was making the newsprint bleed, and he had to put it away.

It was only a few minutes after 6:30 when Al looked up, and there she was! Vanessa. She looked even more lovely in person than in her photo. It was in the soft graceful way she moved as she glided across the floor, and over to him.

"Hello Al" she said, immediately recognizing him from his photo. "I'm Vanessa. It is very nice to meet you."

"Hi. I'm Al. Nice to meet you too" he said, somewhat shyly.

Vanessa sat down next to him, and he was somewhat intimidated by her closeness. But after a few minutes of chitchat, he started to relax. They ordered drinks and appetizers, then dinner. As they ate, they continued to talk. Vanessa kept asking questions about him, as if trying to put together a history of Al's past. But many girls he had dated had done similar things, so it wasn't too much worse than usual for him.

After dessert, Al asked a pointed question.

"Vanessa, you have your web site. You obviously get a lot of inquiries. How can you be interested in me?"

"Well Al," she started, "I am interested in you. Yes, I use my web site to find men, but I look at what I do as *helping* them. No, I'm not going to charge you any money, or try to steal your credit card or anything. It just gives me pleasure to open up a new world for you. I have more money than I could ever spend, so why should I try to charge you for something that is equally fun for me?"

"And what is it you do?"

"Do you want to find out? Then you need to come over to my house tomorrow night. Here's the address and phone number."

She handed him a business card, and wrote down her cell phone number on the back in a neat script. Definitely a woman's handwriting.

"Don't be afraid. And don't be shy. Just come by, and I will do everything I promised in my e-mail, and more."

"I don't know..." said Al.

"I understand that you are scared. This is something new and different for you. But how are you going to grow as a person if you don't try something new? I will open up doors for you that you never knew existed. You will feel the thrill of discovery again! This is what you want Al, but you just don't know it yet."

"Okay, I'll come over" he said. It sounded too good to be true, but the way she said things with such conviction told him that she wasn't acting. He felt that she was holding back something, but he knew enough to be able to sense in his heart that she was being honest with him. Whatever it was she did, she really believed in it. He would give her a chance.

"Wonderful!" she said. "See you at 8. Don't be late!"

With that, she gave him a peck on the cheek, grabbed her purse, and headed out the door. He watched her butt as she walked away, and felt a tingle between his legs. She was so mysterious and alluring that he just had to find out what she was all about. He would go there tomorrow, and find out.

* * *

Al showed up one minute and thirty seconds before 8:00. On time, just as was fitting with his character. But he was about to do something way outside of his normal boundaries. It felt scary inside to do something like this, but he couldn't stop thinking about Vanessa. Perhaps she was right, he needed to try something new so he could grow as a person. And here he was.

Al knocked on the door, and felt his heart in his mouth. The slight trembling in his hand signaled to him that his body had just produced a surge of adrenaline. The typical response to this, particularly for men, was 'fight or flight'. Fear could easily have overtaken him, and he could have run.

But Al controlled his instincts, and waited. When the door did swing open, and he could see Vanessa standing there in a seductive outfit that left little to the imagination, all thoughts of running were swept from his mind.

"Won't you come in?" she said, in a gentle soothing tone. Not entirely seductive, but hardly ordinary and businesslike. As if she was trying to hide her own excitement over what was to happen. Her voice may have tried to sound matter-of-fact, but her eyes told another story. Al had seen a girl's eyes have that look before. It was as if she was undressing him already, in her mind. He expected her to lick her lips at any moment.

The door closing behind him made him snap out of his daydreaming.

"I must really want her" he thought. His mind normally didn't wander like this. He was so wrapped up in wanting to have her, that he had lost track of where he was and what he was doing. He promised himself to be more careful, and pay attention!

"I am so glad you decided to come" said Vanessa. "Lets go sit down on the couch, and talk a while."

Al followed her, and sat next to her. She crossed her legs in the way that women do, when they want to drive a man wild, making them look at their legs, and follow them up to her center. Al's mind filled with images of what was hidden beneath her skirt.

She offered him a drink, and he accepted. He was so nervous and excited, that having something to calm him down (and his nerves) was welcome. Vanessa poured them each a large glass of white wine, moved closer to Al, and began talking. Vanessa took off her shoes, showing that she was relaxed and at ease with him. This made him feel calmer too.

Al felt so swept away in her. He could just imagine in his mind all of the things that they would do together in bed. But he really had no idea what was in store for him.

Normally, Al was very good at knowing how much time had elapsed, but he was so wrapped up in Vanessa, that he couldn't say whether he had been there for thirty minutes, or two hours. All he knew was that they were now in her bedroom, and that something sexual was about to happen.

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