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Jack Richards wiped his palms on his jacket and offered the busty blonde waiting for him a hand and a somewhat nervous but definitely eager smile as he introduced himself.

"Oh, you must be the new guy," she said, giving him an appraising look and what might have been a slightly amused smile of her own. Welcome to Sexual Reality, Mr. Richards.

"Please, call me Jack," the man insisted, "Miss, uh...may I call you Lina?" he asked, noticing her nametag in passing as his eyes were irresistably drawn to her large, lovely breasts. She was wearing a very professional white blouse, but the thin fabric did little to hide the enticing size and shape of her breasts, nor the outline of her nipples, brought erect by the cool night air.

"Suit yourself, Jack," she said, with a little wink. "We're going to have to get very...comfortable with each other for this job, after all. Follow me, please," she added before he could ask what she meant.

Lina led him to a white room that reminded him somewhat of a doctor's office, where a chair with all sorts of wires and machinery attached sat next to a computer. "What is this?" Jack asked, eyeing the device uncertainly.

"The sensory recording room," Lina said. "Have a seat please..." She pushed him firmly into the chair and began attaching various wires to his forehead. "Since this is your first time here we'll need to record your brain's reactions to various...stimuli, so that your experience in the VR room is as finely tuned as possible."

Jack was having a hard time taking this all in. "Stimuli?" He asked, then gave the woman a dumbfounded look as she began unbuttoning her blouse.

"Arousal, various sexual acts, and climax," Lina said matter of factly, letting her blouse fall open to reveal full, round breasts straining against the scrap of black lace that made up her bra. Jack could just barely make out the pink edges of her areola's peeking out over it, and felt his cock hardening in response, a detail that obviously wasn't lost on Lina as she eyed the crotch of his suddenly very tight jeans.

"We do have machines that can provide the stimuli...but the personal approach is so much better, wouldn't you agree?" she asked softly, pursing her full, red lips as she leaned forward, giving him an excellent view of her cleavage while she undid his pants and allowed his long cock to spring free. "My, you're a big one, aren't you?" She smiled. "Now, how would you like to start?"