Vanessa Displays Her Body

"John, do you find me attractive?" Your jaw almost hit the table. "Vanessa....I mean....of course you're beautiful. I'm sure you are the prettiest girl at school!" Vanessa blushed. "You are so kind to me John. It flatters me that you say that. Do YOU find me attractive though? I wish to be your wife and I want to make sure you are satisfied with me first." All you could do at this point was give a dorky thumbs up.

"John, I'm so sorry, I just realized that you haven't gotten a good look at me! Here, this will help you judge better." Vanessa pulled the sun dress up over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra or panties. You were mere feet away from a gorgeous, nude, 18 year old goddess. Her tits looked absolutely amazing. They were huge, yet soft and bouncy. She had pink areolas in the middle as well which was already erect. Her vagina was an "innie", it was completely shaved. She had no tattoos or marks either. She was the picture of innocence. She turned around and showed you her amazing ass. Each cheek was firm and muscular. She had the ass of an athlete.

As you gawked at her body she asked if you found her attractive, but in a different way. "Sir, what parts of my body displease you? I promise I can work on fixing them if I'm given time". You take a huge gulp. "Vanessa, you look perfect. I don't think I'm seen a more beautiful woman in my life." Vaneesa giggles then walks over to you. She gets down on her knees while you sit at the table.

"John, I understand that it is your right as a man to choose the wife who will please you the most. I wish to say that I want to spend every day of my life doing whatever you please. I will cook you wonderful meals every day. I will make sure our house is spotless. I will please you in any way you desire. I will let you use my body to relieve your stress. If you desire, I will birth your children and raise them as best I can. I want to be your wife John."

You were shamefully turned on by that answer. Still, it was hard to believe that she could grasp what being a wife meant. You decided to address the elephant in the room.

"Vanessa, if we were married though, we would be having sex. I mean, I may even urinate on you like that man described doing to his wife." You didn't think you would actually pee on her; it was more of a scare tactic.

"That would be such an honor John! It would bring me such joy to have you use me as a toilet. It feels so amazing when a man chooses to urinate on me. Since I turned 18 and chose to become a Whitwoman I have experienced many forms of sexual pleasure. You can do anything you want; as long as it pleases you then it pleases me."

You saw Wayne come up the stairs out of the corner of your eye. He was completely nude. As he waddled his way over to you you felt a sensation on your crotch. Vanessa had kissed your penis over your clothes.

Wayne awkwardly put his arm around you. "Did she answer your questions son? Is it a love connection?" You stated that she did, expect for one. You could see why men would like this arrangement; it's free maid services and sex forever. You still didn't see what was in it for women though. "Wayne, I guess I get it. But these women could be doctors, or lawyers. Why would they give up their lives to spend their days having sex with ugly guys like me?"

"John, why don't I take you downstairs and show you."