Chapter 14

I went to the club as it was band night, and they were all set up to play. Once the club was fully opened and everyone was there, we all got on stage and played for an hour.

After playing, Dominique sat at the corner table she had marked hers. Post and I came and sat with her. Post started talking about her project and was wondering when she would do the final test. She looked at him and then at me.

"I honestly haven't thought about it, Post. Can we talk about this later?"

"Yeah, sure. I just didn't know if you had talked to Melissa, about it yet or not."

"You're working on a project?" I asked.

"Ow!" Post exclaimed as Dominique kicked him under the table. "What did you do that for?"

"I am taking it that I was not to know about this project?" I asked.

Dominique sighed and said, "No one knows about it but me, Post, and Melissa. I was trying to keep it that way until I got it right for release."

"Oh. I can leave if you want to talk to Post and Melissa. However, I must say you have piqued my interest. Is it something you may want to have investors look at?"

"Dom, why don't you tell him about it? Then, if he's interested, he may help you, and we can make more," Post suggested.

"Damnit, Post, this is why I wanted to talk about this later. I guess the cat's out of the bag now. Nathaniel, I have created something that works like virtual reality, except it's more of a live experience."

"I would be really interested in checking it out. Would you be willing to show it to me?"

Dominique sighed, but she took me up the stairs to the machines. I looked them over and asked questions about them. Post went over some of the technical terms with me, and Dominique gave me a rundown of the software. My interest was piqued.

"I would love to check it out and see how it does. Would you mind if I tested it?"

Post piped up and said, "Yeah, Dominique, let him test it with you. That way, you can do the last test you wanted."

Dominique looked at Post like she was ready to kill him. What was so wrong with the last test she had to do? The idea of the machines was exciting, and if you could do anything you wanted, that left a lot to the imagination.

"What does the last test consist of?" I asked.

"A simulation where both people are linked together. They can feel each other and be part of the story together. It can be anything you want it to be, but we need to know if both parties can actually feel what the other person is doing," Post said.

"I wouldn't mind if you don't, Dominique," I said.

She didn't agree, so I figured she wouldn't. I could tell she really didn't want to because the way Post explained it, it would need to have some touching or possibly other things to test it. I was game, but I was sure Dominique wasn't because she wished to remain friends.

Post was already setting up the machine. I held out my hand to her, and she slowly placed her hand in mine. I took that as her agreeing to it. I walked over to the simulator and stepped into one of them. She sighed and put the helmet on me. She told me that we had to think of the same place to get started so we would wind up being there together.

"I will think of your home. I think you would be more comfortable there," I said.

"Ok. Once the machine is turned on, you will see a light in your peripheral vision. Let your mind go blank, and then think of the place you want to go."

"Alright, Dominique. I'll see you at your house," I grinned.

I couldn't wait. Dominique sighed again as the door closed on my machine. I guess she got into the other machine. Once I closed my eyes, I imagined Dominique's house. When I saw her on the front porch, I walked up the front steps and through the door.

"This is wonderful, Dominique. I have seen virtual reality, and this is not it. Virtual reality does not really put you into the mix of things like this does," I said as I put my arm around her waist.

I pulled her against me and kissed her. She kissed me back at first, but she broke the kiss when I slid my hands down her sides, brushing her breasts and going towards her hips. Even now, she wouldn't let me get close to her. It was frustrating.

"You pull away even in a machine where we are not actually touching," I said, pouting.

"I told you, just friends. This is not just friends anymore," she said.

"Is this machine not built for people to live out things they want?" I asked her.

"Well, yes, but," Dominique said as I cut her off with another kiss.

"Then let us live out what we both want. It is not as if we are physically touching. We are just playing out a fantasy in our heads, yes?"

She was thinking about it, at least. I pulled her against me and imagined her wearing nothing but a black lace teddy. Dominique looked down and saw it. She looked back up at me, and I couldn't help but grin.

"You did say it was up to the people to imagine what they wanted. I like this look on you, Dominique. How would you like to see me?"

I quickly realized what she thought when suddenly my clothes were gone. Yes, she definitely wanted me as much as I wanted her. Seeing what she thought I looked like beneath my clothes was interesting. I laughed.

"Fair enough," I said.

I was full of lust as I looked at her. I picked her up and took her into her home. I quickly changed the scene to my bedroom. I couldn't let her know that I knew what her bedroom looked like. This was easier. I set her down, but I let her body slide down mine as I did. It made me want her even more. I didn't know exactly what she looked like naked as I hadn't spied on her like that. I had felt her body that one night but she hadn't been entirely naked.

I saw her close her eyes as she slid down me. I was hard and pressed against her stomach. I wanted her so bad that I could taste it. I stepped back from her so she could look at me completely nude. I imagined what I actually looked like naked as she looked at me. I wanted to go all in.

"I want you to see what I really look like," I said.

Dominique looked me over, which caused my lust to grow. She saw all of the little scars that had faded on my body, but they didn't seem to bother her. When her eyes hit my dick, she blushed. I had to hold myself back as I smelled her lust get even more potent.

"Will you let me see the real you, or do I need to imagine what you look like?" I asked.

"I, um, I," Dominique stuttered.

She was nervous, and that was to be expected. I knew Dominique was not one to sleep around. I had seen many women, and their imperfections did not make them any different to me. It was just a part of them. However, she didn't know that, and it wouldn't lessen her fear any.

"I am not worried about imperfections, Dominique. Every flaw that you see as an imperfection is something that makes you unique to me."

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She let it out slowly and stepped back from me. I watched as her body changed. It was almost what I had imagined. I looked at her from head to toe as she watched me. I couldn't keep the smile off my face. She was beautiful, and I was about to get what I wanted, even if it wasn't in the real world. I was hoping this would make us even closer. I pulled her against me and kissed her with all of the passion I felt for her. I broke the kiss and cupped her cheek.

"You are beautiful, Dominique. More beautiful than I could have imagined."

She looked like she was about to cry. I knew her imperfections bothered her, but they didn't bother me a bit. I kissed her again, softly this time. I grabbed her butt and picked her up off the ground, and she quickly wrapped her legs around me. Fear wafted off her, and I realized she didn't like being picked up. I carried her to the bed and crawled onto it while holding her. I laid her on the bed and broke the kiss.