Natalie usually didn't go for online dating, but she had been suffering through a dry spell, so she thought she would give it a try. She connected with a guy named Josh who seemed nice, funny and successful, although about ten years older than she, so she agreed to go out with him. The first date they both drove separately to a nice restaurant. Josh was standing in the parking lot when she pulled in. He walked up to the car, opened the door for her, introduced himself and handed her a single red rose. Dinner conversation was great. Josh knew about wines and selected one that Natalie loved. When she sneezed, he handed her his handkerchief. He insisted on paying for the meal. After dinner, they went for a walk in the park next door and then he walked her to her car. Took her keys, opened the door, handed the keys back to her and shook her hand goodnight. The next morning, she got a text saying, "I really enjoyed last night. I would like to see you again." She texted back that she would like to see him again too. Over the next week, she got a good morning text each morning and a phone call each evening.
The second date, Josh picked her up at her apartment, again opening the door for her as they left the building, taking her elbow in his hand as he walked her to his car and opened the door for her. Dinner and conversation were great again, then a sunset walk on the beach. When he took her home, he walked her to her door and asked permission to give her a kiss goodnight, which she granted. Over the next week, morning texts and evening phone conversations. Natalie hung up the phone after agreeing to a third date, dreamily thinking that she may have found a true old-fashioned gentleman.
The third date was to go out dancing. Natalie wore a sexy dress and boots, Josh wore a casual, but stylish suit. They danced and drank to the wee hours of the morning, then went for a walk on the beach. He asked her if she wouldn't mind stopping at his house for a nightcap before taking her home and she agreed, the alcohol and an intense desire to see what kind of house he lived in. They arrived and she was nearly floored by the size of his house. Josh escorted her to the front door and when they went in, she was stunned by the interior......not garish, but beautifully and tastefully decorated. Josh asked her to have a seat on the couch while he made drinks. They drank and talked for another hour when Josh excused himself. When he returned, he was holding what looked like an old-fashioned perfume sprayer, but much larger than any one Natalie had ever seen. Josh walked up to her, pointed it at her and pressed a button. A cloud of mist come out, enveloping Natalie and when it dissipated, she found herself on the floor, looking up at a 70-foot-tall Josh. Too stunned to move, she didn't resist when Josh reached down and gently picked her up and set her in the palm of his hand. The other hand was slowly approaching her, one finger extended towards her. She stuttered, "Don't touch me......stop........stay away from me......don't.........stop......."
The tip of his finger brushed her dress open and he began to caress her breasts. Whether it was the alcohol, fear or the overwhelmingly sexy feeling of being powerless, Natalie was turned on by his touch, electricity streaking through her body with each caress. Still, she kept repeating, "Don't........stop.......don't.......stop" until his finger began tracing down her belly and between her legs. Her voice raised in excitement as she began to repeat over and over, "Don't stop......don't stop........don't stop............"
