Naked Came the Vampire (Hypernaturals 1)

... All Night Long

Despite nudity and our conversation, I was not ready for what happened. I carefully wobbled into the vertical position and stepped around the end of the little table. The alcohol and Jessica's scent converging directly behind my eyes. Snowball looked at me dubiously from where she curled up at the end of the table, away from the food. Amazing manners, that cat. Most cats would have been on the plates in a heartbeat.

"And now... I need to go to your restroom." I anticipated a great deal of pain. Blood pressure versus bladder pressure now reaching critical. The bladder was full enough it was either going to win or I am going to internally hemorrhage.

Jessica looked up at me from the table and pointed at my hard-on unabashedly. "Aren't you supposed to seek medical attention after this long? You are going to pee... how exactly? A stiffy like this?"

I looked down helplessly. "I have no idea, Jessica. I have been hard so long it hurts. Cold compresses? Not that the cold water on the swim over helped any."

Jessica openly regarded my never-ending erection curiously. "This kind of thing happen to you a lot?"

We aren't out in public so I guess her long and personal look is not breaking naturist protocol. Her boat. Her rules.

I looked at her looking at me and shook my head 'no'. "I never have had anything like this before. I am sorry, Jessica. I have been mentally trying to make it go away since I first met you. I don't mean to be rude to you like this. It just won't ... Go away! I looked at you on the beach, my brain fizzed, and then this. I expect more from me. You do not deserve truckdriver-like responses. At least I didn't pull on the truck horn and yell 'show me your tits' or anything."

"I already was, so no point." Jessica pointed out.

"True enough. You may not believe this, but this hard-on is not happening because you have big tits. It is ALL of you. The entire woman. Nature could not have made a better fit for my preferences. All of you. From the long dark hair to the dark eyes, the dark skin, the lush curves everywhere? I might have gone down after a while despite your physical perfection, but then we started talking and you turned out to be ... you. My Achilles heel in a woman. Intelligent, Funny. Insightful. Well educated. A cat person. A boat named after Nightwing. I mean: I'm more Barbara Gordon than Nightwing, but you get the idea."

"I understand. You like a lady."

"Understatement.  Your perfect body turned out to be a reflection of your perfect self. The woman behind the eyes 1000 percent matched the eyes. It's like I'm seventeen again and you are the first naked woman I ever saw. You aren't, but it feels like that. In my defense, You are the most magnificent woman I have ever seen, so there is that. I would have gotten hard just looking at you. After talking to you? I think I am permanently hard. I am not saying this is your fault or anything. You are not responsible for my behavior. Only that you make my brain into sexual goo."

Jessica looked my hard-on over more closely. "You were like this when you were seventeen? Hard all the time?" 

"Pretty much." I admitted.

Still looking at my dick directly, Jessica smiled. "I suppose, in the wrong circumstances this might be rude? This isn't the truck stop. You have been very gentlemanly about your hard-on. Hell, you were trying to hide it until I pointed out it was there. Then you tried to hide it some more. Thank all the gods you stopped that foolishness. I know you are not doing this on purpose. I choose to take that proud bit of flesh you have pointed at my mouth as a compliment from a lovely man. You have been nothing but a gentleman toward me."

Unexpectedly and very deliberately Jessica reached over and wrapped cool fingers around my aching hard-on, and pulled me towards her. "I want to help you with your ..er.. 'Problem'. I have wanted to help for a while. But then I became curious how long it was going to go on." Jessica assured me, her voice dropping slightly.