Perfect Girlfriend Juice, Ch. 03 (Epilogue) - Sex Stories

Perfect Girlfriend Juice, Ch. 03 (Epilogue)

... so long, but those insecurities are completely gone now, thanks to the Juice. Now I can be everything you've always wanted in a woman, just like she always wanted to be.

"I didn't want to startle you by acting overly familiar before you were caught up on what had happened, but if you like, I can show you just how much closer I feel to you right now than I ever have before, and this time I don't just mean sexually."

"...Ok," Jack said, accepting the reality of the situation and not really knowing what else to do. Immediately Alani's stiff, professional posture relaxed for the first time since he'd told her to be his Perfect Secretary, and her smile took on a warm familiarity that contrasted sharply with the ever-present cold, bottomless well of sex appeal that had been his impression of her ever since. Somehow it suddenly seemed like Alani was more of a person than she had been seconds before, and it was a small consolation to Jack that this change had been brought about through Carol's influence.

"Ah, that's better. It was so hard to be so formal around you like that, Honey, but I knew that everything would probably be better for you if I did."

"Don't... call me 'Honey', Alani. Not yet at least."

Alani didn't seem at all taken aback by his response. If anything, it just made her seem warmer and more sympathetic.

“Well, what would you like to do then, now that you’re home after a long, hard day at work? We could do whatever you want, including reenacting ...

... one of yours and Carol's first dates, if you like. Pizza and a movie, hopefully followed by making out?" Alani asked impishly.

"I dunno, Car... Alani," Jack responded, still a bit bewildered by the whole situation. It was uncanny how accurately Alani could mimic Carol’s mannerisms and way of speaking.

"Well, I could just pop my new magic tits out and make you fuck me instead!"

Jack couldn't help but laugh - it was exactly the brash, unexpected sort of humor that had made him fall in love with Carol back when they were dating.

"Ok, Alani," he finally conceded. "Let's watch a movie."

Thirty minutes later the pizza had arrived and the two were seated next to each other on the couch, Jack focusing on the movie to distract himself from what had happened, and Alani paying no attention whatsoever to the scenes flickering in front of her as she devoted her energies to making Jack feel as comfortable with her as possible.

Alani was casually dressed in one of Carol's old oversized t-shirts, just as she'd worn 10 years ago on that first evening when they’d taken their relationship to the next level. Jack started out sitting over a foot away from her, just as he had back then, but after a few glances over at the mounds jiggling through the thin cotton of the sexy siren’s loose t-shirt, Jack unexpectedly found himself cuddled up next to her, enjoying the feel of her soft skin against his. Everything seemed perfectly natural and comfortable, and it was only when she would ...