Jaycee's Blog - Mon, Dec 13

Yesterday, the faeries made me irresistible to women. I could literally approach anyone of them, say anything I wanted, and they would be fascinated by me. The only thing they could think of would be to have me in bed with them.

It was interesting and a little surprising by the end.

At first, I visited Francine for a quick pre-work morning coffee. I figured if it was a trick (not that any of the previous gifts this month were tricks), at least it'd be with someone who already kinda likes me. But oh boy, I was like catnip to a cat. She stared at me with shimmering eyes and her hand lingered against mine when she gave me my coffee. My cardboard cup had my name on it as well as her phone number. As I sipped my coffee and read the local newspaper, she even took a break to sit with me. I noticed all three buttons of her collared t-shirt were unbuttoned, inviting me to check out her modest cleavage. The day was off to a good start.

Then, at lunch, I went to shop for some groceries. Many women couldn't take their eyes off me, including a very hot MILF brunette. No doubt hoping to increase her chances with me, she removed her heavy winter coat, set it on her cart, and adjusted her clothes in a way I couldn't help notice. The double-D rack under her white starched shirt was AAA-grade. I decided she looked hot and willing enough that I grabbed a hold of her butt as I passed her by. I've never done that before, but the looks she gave me just seemed to beg for it. I was rewarded with a breathless gasp and her business card.

I'll spare you the countless come-ons I got from women that I found wholly unattractive. After a while, I had growing sympathy for women who get hit on all the time by old, chubby creeps. It's fun when attractive people flirt with you, but it kind of makes you nauseous when people you're not attracted to do it.

At night, I got together after dinner with Steve and Lucie, with whom I'm still in touch. (They're the couple I slept with after the Rocky Horror Picture Show, if you remember.) I had told them about taking latin dancing classes and they insisted we should do this together. (That was settled before I was the universe's gift to women.) At least, I wouldn't have trouble getting dance partners. As soon as Lucie spotted me, she got very flirtatious and couldn't keep her hands away from me. She groped me in ways that made it clear what her intentions were after the dance class—or if I wanted to take a quick bathroom break with her.

I was delighted when I saw Véronique sitting by herself, putting on her dance shoes. I went to say hi. She glanced at me like a starving woman and hugged me like we were old friends. You couldn't have slipped a credit card between us, that's how tight she hugged me. Her boobs were pressed hard against my chest and her crotch was pressed against mine in a way I found hard to resist (if you know what I mean). I have to admit, having a girl with such a beautiful face stare at me with such adoration was confidence-inspiring. I flirted with her with my usual clumsiness, but even things like "hey, you're wearing some nice legs tonight" was met with delighted giggles. It seemed like nothing I said could turn her off.

She apologized for her "behavior" last time we met, which I teased her about. Clearly, she had suppressed needs and the dance class had brought that in her. (She couldn't know that it was me causing it, so I supposed she rationalized it as needing to get laid really bad.) I suggested laughingly that at some point, we should get the job done the right way (holy fuck, was that ME saying that???), fully expecting some rebuke, but she just smiled and dragged me to the dance floor. The class was starting and she wanted me as a parter. I certainly didn't mind.

The way latin dance classes usually work, it's all women in a circle in the middle of the class facing outward, and men facing them. When the teacher says so, we (men) move to the next lady and practice the move we're learning with her. Let's just say I got a lot of indecent proposals during the class and even more jealous stares from Vero (especially when Lucie got a little more grabby than she should have).

Sometimes, you gotta love faerie magic.

I didn't sleep with anyone all day. I was exhausted after the class and promised Vero I'd call her. I bade Steve and Lucie farewell and resisted pressing requests to return home with them. I was honestly dog tired from a long day at work and wasn't in the mood for sex. (This surprised me more than it surprises you, let me tell ya.)

When I got home, the faeries were waiting for me, all sitting pretty on the kitchen counter.

"Well?" Attitude asked. "How did it go?"

"Obviously," I said, "women were all over me all day and night. I got more phone numbers in one night than I got in my entire life of going at clubs, and I didn't even have to work hard to get them."

"Good on you," Fantasia said. "You're developing some charm at last."

I was puzzled. "It's easy when faerie magic does the heavy lifting for you,"

Naughtybelle laughed. "Oh, you silly! The spell stopped working at noon. Everything after that was just you."

Grief stared at me in mock contempt, arms crossed over her chest. "About time you got some game."

They all had a good laugh at my expense. I'm not sure they said the truth, but if they did...am I actually getting good with the ladies?

Hm...

Nah, it's just a prank. I'm sure of it.

--Jaycee