You describe Samantha to a tee.

"Let's see...," you begin. "My ideal sexual parter... I'd say she's a woman."

"John, come-on, take it seriously!" Samantha slaps your arm.

“My ideal sexual partner would be a smart, beautiful woman," you continue look straight at Samantha. "She would smile a lot and it’d be a really big, welcoming smile. Her eyes would be striking – and brown, definitely brown. She’d be tall and skinny, but not like too skinny, that’s possible. She’d be just the right amount of skinny."

"Her hair would smell like flowers and would be long and a beautiful shade of dark brown."

Samantha goes silent as she realizes you're describing her. Her heart races though.

"She’d have a great ass. It’d be one of her best features, but admittedly I’m more of a breast man, and she’d have perfect tiny tits with adorable nipples."

“Adorable?” Samantha finally chimes in, chuckling.

“Oh yeah, they would be so cute I’d just want to eat them up," you say and Samantha closes her mouth again, unsure of how to respond.

“I don’t want to sound racist, but she would be white with absolutely soft and flawless pale white skin. Soft like a baby’s bottom, as they say," smiling.

“And I’d say she’d be about 29," you conclude.

“Gosh, John it really sounds like your ideal partner might already have a boyfriend," Samantha says nervously. Her skin is flushed again like when you unbuttoned her shirt in her hotel room. You can see the red skin deep down her shirt.

You just smile back at Samantha letting your description of her sink in.

"Uh, ok, it's your turn to ask me a question," Samantha says and she hands you back her phone.

"Okay, here you go, "If you could change any physical feature about yourself what would it be and why?" you ask.

"Oh that's easy, I don't even need to think about it," Samantha says happy to have gotten an easy question.

"Yeah, that'd be easy for me too," you say, "I'd give myself a six-pack."

"I thought every guy wanted a bigger dick?" Samantha says and laughs.

"Ha, some of us don't need that," you laugh knowing that if your dick were much bigger it'd be a struggle to fit it inside of girls.

"Oh," Samantha says momentarily stunned and thinking of her husband's small dick. He would certainly want a bigger one if he could. She'd want him to have one too.

"But it's your question, sorry, what feature would you change?" you ask again.