Carrie - Dating Service

"Why did I even agree to this?" I mumbled to myself as I sat down in the booth at The Giggling Goose.

The pub was packed. It was the end of the week, so it was busy. At least I had an easy way out if the creep tried anything weird with me. In that regard I was glad he invited me for a drink in public.

I turned towards the window next to me and stared at my reflection. Why did I feel the need to dress so provocatively, I wondered?

I was wearing a black skirt that stopped just above my knees and a white blouse that showed off my cleavage nicely. My long brown hair fell around my shoulders in loose curls. I had even put on some makeup, which I usually only did for big occasions.

"What is wrong with you, Carrie?" I asked myself.

That's when I saw Bob walking towards the pub. He was a short guy who looked like he hadn't seen sunlight in ages. His skin was pale, his hair was oily and thinning. He was dressed like he had absolutely no sense of fashion whatsoever with an old pair of jeans, a nerdy t-shirt and old brown shoes.

He'd been trying to convince me to go have a drink with him for ages. For the life of me I still had no idea why I had suddenly accepted.

He walked to the booth and sat down in front of me with a nervous smile.

"Hey Carrie!" He said. "Thank you for agreeing to meet me."

I sighed. One way or another I had to make him understand this was a one time thing. Maybe I needed to be direct, even if it hurt him.

"Thank you for choosing EZ dating service!" I exclaimed cheerfully. "I have been hypnotized as agreed. We'd like to remind you that I am and will remain unaware of my programming. Any following comment related to my current altered mental state will be ignored as well as any action from your part that I would otherwise reject. If you have any questions, you may ask them now."

"How can you be unaware of it if you are telling me about it?" Bob blurted out, clearly confused by what I was saying. Was it that hard to understand?

"I am currently convinced that I am telling you that I do no wish to have another date with you in the future." I explained with a broad smile. "I will always follow my programming with no awareness of it so you can enjoy me any way you want! Any other question before we proceed?"

"What can I ask you to do?" He asked nervously.

"Anything. Any command preceded by my name will be followed immediately, as long as it is possible and does not put me in physical danger." I replied. "Just sit back and relax! You'll find that I am very compliant and easily controlled."

He nodded with a dumb smile. Why was he smiling? What the fuck was wrong with that guy? He'd been harassing me for months and now that I just told him I didn't want to see him again after tonight he was acting like I had just offered him my virginity.

"Have I made myself clear?" I asked him, crossing my arms. "You can ask anything of me and I will comply."

"Crystal clear." He replied. "I'm going to get us some drinks."

I watched as he left, feeling pretty confused. I sincerely hoped I would not have to repeat myself.

He came back with a couple beers and sat back down, clearly checking me out in the process.

His eyes stopped as they reached my breasts and I cleared my throat, a little embarrassed.

"My eyes are up here, Bob." I told him.

"Oh, sorry." He muttered, still staring. "Carrie? Show me more tits."

"Of course, Bob." I answered with a polite smile.

I moved a hand to my chest and began unbuttoning the top button of my blouse. I also moved slightly to make sure he had a better view of my boobs.

"Like that?" I asked, making sure he was satisfied.

"Yeah that's nice." He confirmed, his mouth hanging open.

"Anyway..." I continued, moving my hands away from my chest. "You work at the hospital, right?"

"Yes." He replied. "I'm a nurse."

I slowly nodded. To be honest, I didn't give a shit, but I certainly was not looking forward to an entire "date" spent in awkward silence.

"That's nice..." I said. "Must be hard work."

I looked around. Everyone in the pub seemed to be having a nice time. I could have spent the night with my friends, partying, and yet here I was with a weird dork.

"And you work as a waiter." Bob said, breaking the silence.

Well, duh! That's where we met, I thought.

"I sure do."

He took a sip of his beer and looked around nervously as I clenched my teeth and checked the time on my phone.

"Carrie?" He asked. "Give me a handjob. Discretely."

"Sure!" I smiled. I got up and sat down next to him, fishing his already hard cock out of his pants and making sure no one could see what I was up to. Thankfully, the table was in the way of any onlookers.

I wrapped my hand around his dick and started stroking it slowly. He moaned quietly as I rubbed my thumb over the tip of his cock.

"Just tell me if you want it done any specific way, alright?" I told him as I kept moving my hand up and down. "So what do you do exactly as a nurse?"

He groaned and grabbed my right tit, squeezing it through my blouse.

"I... I take care of patients." He answered with a deep breath. "I check their vital signs, make sure they're comfortable, help them to the bathroom if they need it, that sort of thing."

I nodded, rubbing his cock faster. I could feel it throbbing in my hand and I knew it wouldn't be long until he came.

"It must be rewarding." I told him. "Helping people who are sick and injured."

"It's not bad." He admitted, squeezing my tit even harder. "I like it. I like being able to help someone when they're hurting."

"Hey! You two!" Someone shouted. "What the fuck are you doing?"

I turned my attention toward the voice while keeping a good rhythm with my hand.

One of the bartenders was pointing in our direction and seemed pissed for some reason.

Bob let go of my boob and pulled my hand away from his crotch.

"We were just talking." I replied calmly. "What's your problem, dude?"

"Just talking? Yeah, sure!" The man laughed. "Is that how young sluts like you call letting a guy grope you in public nowadays?"

I frowned. What the fuck was this guy on about?

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean." I said, trying to keep my cool.

"It's fine, Carrie!" Bob said, grabbing my arm and pulling me back. "Let's go to your place. This pub is shit anyway!"

"Of course, Bob." I replied gently before standing up.

He lead me outside and I ordered a Uber.

While we were waiting, the small dork looked at me like I was a piece of meat once again and I wondered why I was letting him come home with me. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea.

"Carrie? Give me a passionate kiss."

"Sure!" I smiled and leaned towards him, pressing my lips against his.

He moaned softly and I felt his tongue push into my mouth. I parted my lips and let him in deeper.

"Fuck, that feels so good." He exclaimed after a good minute of kissing.

"What?" I asked, puzzled.

"Nothing..."

I rolled my eyes. What a weird evening this was!

"Listen, Bob." I said. "Obviously you're welcome to come home with me since our 'date' got interrupted but I want to make it clear nothing is going to happen between us."

"Carrie, talk dirty to me." He replied like he had not even fucking listened to a word I said.

"As you wish, Bob." I said cheerfully. "But I don't think you heard me. I'm not going to let you fuck me with that big cock of yours, even if I would certainly enjoy feeling it slide inside of my tight little pussy."

He laughed like a maniac, and I seriously thought about reconsidering my invitation. Hopefully he wouldn't stay long.

The Uber arrived and we both got in. It only took a good ten minutes for us to arrive at my apartment.

"Do you live here alone?" He asked, looking around. The place was a bit messy. I wasn't expecting any visitor and especially not him.

"Yeah, I've been living on my own for a while now." I explained. "I moved out of my parents' house when I was eighteen."

"Good." He replied with a grin. "Carrie, get naked."

"Alright!" I chirped happily.

I quickly undressed, throwing my clothes onto the couch. He bit his tongue as my tits bounced free and moved toward me. Soon, he had his hands all over my body, checking out every inch of my nude flesh.

"You have such a nice ass, Carrie." He murmured, squeezing it.

"Erm... Thanks I guess?" I replied awkwardly.

He grabbed my butt cheeks and spread them apart.

"Your pussy is so tight." He muttered, now rubbing my slit. "Carrie, fuck me like you want it more than anything else in the world!"

I jumped at him and pushed him toward my bedroom. He stumbled and fell on the bed.

"I am going to fuck you so bad, Bob!" I told him with a grin as I grabbed his jeans and pulled them down.

"And...What is it you think is going on right now?" He asked me as I freed his erect cock.

"I am currently convinced we're having another awkward conversation." I explained as I positioned myself above his dick. "I have absolutely no awareness of the reality of this situation."

I moaned as I lowered my pussy down, taking his cock inside of me.

"This is so fucking nuts." He chuckled. "I can do anything to you and you don't even see it."

"Of course not, Bob." I smiled as I started moving my hips. "I'm programmed not to. Do you enjoy it when I talk about how unaware I am of what we are doing?"

"Yes!! Yes!!" Bob groaned. "This is so fucking hot!"

I lowered myself to bury his face in my hanging tits while I kept thrusting up and down.

"I'm fucking you and I have no idea I'm doing it, Bob." I continued with a huge smile on my face. "You are going to cum inside of me and I'll be convinced we did nothing but talk."

"Oh god, Carrie!" He gasped as he grabbed my ass. "I'm gonna come!"

He shot his load deep inside of me and I moaned loudly, still completely unaware that I was being fucked.

I let myself drop in his arms and we just stared at each other for a moment. I could feel his cum slowly leaking from my pussy.

"Anyway..." I finally said. "It's getting late. Maybe you should go home?"

"Carrie?" He asked.

"What?"

"Be my loving girlfriend."

I rolled my eyes.

"Bob, this date is now over. If you wish for us to have a second date you are invited to check out the appropriate options with us at EZ dating service." I told him. "My current programming is now over and I will get back to a normal behavior in the next ten minutes. Rest assured that I will have no recollection of anything unusual taking place tonight and we think you for using our services."

He rubbed his eyes like he was waking up from a long slumber and got out of the bed.

"See you soon, then." He said as he left the room with his clothes in his arms.

A few minutes later I heard the front door close.

"Yeah... sure..." I finally replied.

This was for sure the weirdest date I ever went on.