Let's get it on!

You clung to every word flowing from Lindsey's mouth with rapt attention. The only thing that could possibly be more exciting than her curves was the imagery floating in your brain of what you could do with these new-found skills. You faked a cough as you tried to get your growing hardness under control before responding: "Mhm, no ma'am. I think I've got a pretty good idea of what's going on."

"Splendid!" The gentleman chimed in for the first time since his wife's explanation had begun. "You seem to already be everything we would hope for in a participant to our glorious project." He rubbed his chin as he looked you over again, face contorted in contemplation. "I can't put my finger on quite what it is, but there seems to be something distinctly special about you, Mr. Doe. I have the utmost faith in you!" His expression was filled with candid enthusiasm, even a hint of optimism. He grabbed his metal cane in preparation to leave his spacious office.

He extended a firm hand to shake yours, which you graciously accepted. "My wife will help settle matters such as accommodations." He turned to her as he walked away, saying "I'll see you at home shortly, sweety!" Lindsey leaned forward to blow a kiss his way, but the pose she struck revealed so much cleavage that it almost seemed to be a gesture directed at you instead.

The door closed shut with a thud that hung heavy in the silent room. Lindsey sauntered over to you, hips swaying seductively. She purred, "I noticed something very special about you too, John. Let's see what you can bring to the initiative."