The Birthday Gift (closed: RennyStyle)

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Alex Miller was fidgeting as he sat in the plush sofa looking at the clock on the wall and wondering exactly when she would be coming in through the door. The lanky young man was bundle of nervous energy a day after his 18th birthday sitting alone in the penthouse apartment of his family that was exclusively reserved for his use. Everything one could see was simple, elegant and very expensive. Alex was a trust fund kid with a distant father and absurd amount of money and connection. Alex himself is a bit of a contradiction, a loner, awkward in most social situation, shy but in the privacy of his home and in his mind he was a completely different person and that was what had brought him to this anxious wait.

He was wearing a comfortable slack and an untucked shirt, bare feet digging into the soft deep rug. He was waiting for the most special gift of his birthday, of his coming of age that he had bought for himself. As he thought of that he turned the TV on and the paused video started playing once again. It showed a tall gorgeous woman, elegant and confident in her beautiful gown pressing a nervous young man against the wall. One could see her hand slid down from his chest and where her hand was going, the shocked moan of the young heir, the gasp and whispers she uttered in his ear obscure in the show but evident to the viewer and her starting to lower herself on her knees, the camera focusing on his face to keep it reasonably decent but it was clear what was happening and it would be clear in the next few minutes that the woman had not just taken his virginity but had put him in her thrall.

Alex could feel himself straining painfully as he watched Elizabeth Dormer rose up from her knees and slowly licked her lips in a very suggestive manner. The woman was utterly alluring and ooze such a sexual sophistication that was impossible to resist. It was no wonder that she was the woman of Alex's wet dreams and masturbation session. Alex had fantasized about her a lot, imagining her doing all the naughty sort of things she had done to Calean on screen with him. His body tightened even further as he remembered the famous scene of her riding on top him, the topless scene that showed those full breasts of her in all their natural glory and the lush curves of her ass as she rolled on him. That was what he wanted for his birthday present just like the young heir. But he also wanted more and he planned to have it all.

So it had take the young man upward of three months and a whole lot of money to set things up as he wanted and as a knock sounded on the door the young man jumped up, took a deep breath to calm his nerves and went on to open the door. His eyes widen as he finally laid eyes on his true birthday gift, the woman standing taller in her shoes looking even more breathtaking than on screen. "Hello .. Mrs. Dormer", he whispered as his voice croaked just a tiny bit. He just stared at her eyes roaming over the fabulous body, mind whirling with the thought of seeing that body bared for him shortly, his arousal surging and if she decided to look down she would see the very impressive bulge that formed in his slacks. He shook his head coming out of a trance, "Ahem .. sorry .. come on in this way", he said inviting her in and closing the door behind her, the lady who had come to deflower him and guided her toward the living room where the full length glass wall overlooked the beautiful skyline.
 
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"Miss Dormer, I never took my husband's name, thank you," Liz said in her refined upper class English accent. "And since he's just left me for a younger woman, I'm quite glad I kept my own name."

She waltzed in wearing in her evening dress, dark blue, snug in the right places and loose past the hips, which let them dance about as she stepped in those high heels of hers. She held a sequin clutch in her hand and her long coat rested folded in one of her arms.

She inspected the apartment, her expression unchanging and unimpressed. The beauty of being an actress, this young man couldn't see what was going through her head.

"Well, you certainly do all right for yourself. Except, this isn't yours, is it? No, it's your parents, they've provided for you. You're not going to want for anything as long as you live, are you?"
 
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"Miss Dormer, I understand", he said as he followed behind her. The dress was breathtakingly beautiful on her, hugging her curves just right making the young man ache with the need to touch her, feel those curves filling his hands, rubbing against his body. He wanted to unwrap her and play with her but knew that he would have to wait a bit for her to get comfortable.

Her husky voice and the accent only flared his desire further as he watched her look over the apartment with an expression in her face that said him nothing about the thought in her head and it had him confused.

"Yeah .. the house is in the family but this one's basically reserved for me. My parents need a much bigger place given they entertain and such." He shrugged at her next question, "Well unless my dad's screwed up super bad in his work .. I would probably still have some money of my own even then .. but yeah I'm well provided.".

He wondered if that has a bad mark against him or anything. He wanted to know what she was thinking. He wanted to touch her and to feel her touch on him.
 
"Well, if you're trying to impress me, right now you're failing. Mind you, if you had lied, I wouldn't have believed you and you would have lost more points. Being born into money isn't particularly impressive, and I have this nagging suspicion that you want to impress me. So let me ask... what would you like me to find impressive about you?"
 
His eyes narrowed at her words. He felt a bit disappointed at her words and suddenly there was also a flare of anger. He wanted them to have fun and despite his social awkwardness and hence the virgnity, he believed he could be a good lover in the bed. But she wasn't giving him the chance specially after taking a very generous amount of money from him.

"My being born in a rich family is nothing to apologize for so why should I lie. I think lieing to inflate one's ego is childish and impressing something with a lie is nothing to brag about." His eyes flared in anger as he moved closer to her and grabbed her hand. He pulled it pressing its against the obvious and large bulge in his slacks and he hissed, "I think I only need to impress you with this", even as a part of his mind was shocked frozen at what he just did, how bold he was.
 
She cocked her eyebrow. "Well, you can't expect me to be impressed by that. All tucked away. If you want to impress me, whip it out, show me. You're hardly shy."
 
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