Stuart�s eyes fluttered shut as he was lost in the mental pictures of beautifully exotic ladies dancing in his head. He knew what he liked and quickly settled into a familiar fantasy featuring an angel who came down to earth to teach him to be the perfect lover. The angelic woman would teach him everything he needed to know about snagging the girls at his school, and looking good in the process.
His fist pumped furiously as he felt himself draw closer and closer to climax. He bit down sharply on his lip as the throbbing gradually coalesced. Just as the fateful moment was about to arrive, a large crash was heard in the other room. Stuart leapt off the toilet seat and pulled his boxers up in a flash.
His trembling hand clasped the door handle and slowly turned. Stu winced as the door opened with a whining groan. He peeked out the door�s narrow slit. His eyes grew wide. �Oh, God!�
Standing in his room was the most gorgeous woman he�d ever seen. She was draped in a gauzy white dress. It served to cover very little as the silhouette of every one of her curves was apparent under the garment. As Stuart�s eyes made their way up her body, he was taken aback once again. Peeking out from the top of her gown were a pair of tiny, ivory wings. She turned around and their eyes met.
�Crap.� Stuart let the bathroom door slam shut. He stood motionless on the other side. For a while, the only sound that he heard was the rampant beating of his heart. Then she spoke.
�Come on out, Stewie. I won�t bite.�
His breath wavered. He clamped his eyes shut and counted to ten, just to make sure he wasn�t dreaming.
�I don�t have all day Stuart, come on out.�
Once again, the door creaked open. Only this time, Stuart had worked up the nerve to enter. He stepped into the room and saw the angel smiling back at him.
�Very good, Stewie.�
�Thank you, Miss.� Stuart stammered. He reached back and scratched his shoulder.
This woman was a knockout. Her breasts were quite large and Stuart could easily see her dark nipples under her see-through gown. Her waist was whisper thin and her hips curved like a serpent. If it wasn�t for her gold high heels, she�d stand at his eye level. She slipped one hand behind her, undid a knot, and her gown fluttered around her feet.
Stuart�s jaw dropped. He�d never been so close to a naked woman before, especially one as stunning as this. Alarmed, he then realized he too was practically naked, and his arousal was easily apparent by the tent in his boxers. He covered his erection with both hands.
�Please Stuart, this is no time to be timid.� The angel smiled and took several graceful steps towards him. She reached down and grasped one of his hands and guided it to her ample breast.
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