Zack was slender, six-foot tall, good looking, with a nice smile. Very smart he loved gaming and computers. A Masters in Electronic Engineering got him a high paying job in NYC. He didn't blink at the monthly $4,000+ studio apartment rental on West 23rd street in Manhattan.
Zack's most notable personality trait was his intense shyness. He was incapable of talking with any female, no matter the situation. His college mates made fun of him. A few tried to help him out, but it was fruitless. At 25 he had never been on a date. A virgin. His only sexual experience was on a solo vacation to the Bahamas after graduation. He found a high-end web site to arrange an escort. Each night for a week they met for dinner at local restaurants. He had trouble even looking at her. But she got him a little comfortable. He managed to do some simple chatting. Desperate for intercourse the best he could manage was hand jobs. Even with the escort's experience she could not get him to slow down. Just a few light strokes and he exploded. Despite having already masturbated several times earlier in the day. She had a great week at a thousand a night for under five minutes of hand jobs.
Zack's way to avoid women was to bury himself in work, gaming, and masturbating. He averaged fifty orgasms a week. Dreamed of a magical girl next door finding him and getting married. But he knew that would never happen.
The next year he went on a two-week vacation. Same spot in the Bahamas. Figured he would find an escort there.
He arrived in the afternoon and got settled. Went for dinner at the resort's outdoor beach facing restaurant. He drank his bottle of beer and was watching an older woman several tables away. They were the only singles at the moment. She was a very attractive slender 50ish lady. So lost was he that he did not pick up that she had noticed his interest.
She waved over the waiter. He returned with a new drink and a bottle of beer. Zack did notice that and thought 'oh she must be expecting a man'. The waiter stepped directly over to his table.
"Sir the lady would like you to join her." Zack was close to a full-blown anxiety attack. Started to mumble no thank you.
"Sir, that would be quite rude. She already has your beer. Let me introduce you." He picked up Zack's beer and led him over.
"Ms. Jacqueline please meet Mr. Zachary." Zack sat with his eyes firmly on the bottles of beer in front of him.
"Zachary you are very shy, aren't you?" He whispered yes.
"Yes what?"
"Yes Ma'am." She had a slight frown.
"You need to learn some manners and social skills. Perhaps I can help you with that. Try again and think how you were introduced to me."
"Uh yes Ms. Jacqueline." She smiled.
"Again, without the uh. And do not mumble. Look at me and say it loud enough for the tables near us to hear it."
"Yes Ms. Jacqueline." He had sort of blurted it, so people did notice. It sounded odd in tone.
"Better. How long are you here?"
"Two weeks."
"Good I am here for 10 more days. Have you arranged for an escort?" She was smiling. Zack was blushing.
"Not yet. No Ms. Jacqueline."
"If you do, you will never find a girlfriend or boyfriend. Let alone a permanent partner."
"I'm not gay." He was flustered. Confused.
"You are a virgin correct? With no real sexual experience. How would you know?"
"I only like girls."
"Virgin, yes?" He was tearing up.
Softly "Yes Ms. Jacqueline."
"Speak louder and clearly. Try again. What are you?"
"Ms. Jacqueline I am a virgin." So off kilter Zack did not notice a female couple eavesdropping on their conversation.
"You have no real idea of what you are. Experience is necessary. Did you do anything for your escort last time?"
"Uh I paid her?"
"Language. Did you please her sexually? With your fingers? Cunnilingus?"
"No Ms. Jacqueline."
"Did you ask her for that?"
"No."
"Selfish and ignorant. A woman, no matter her looks or station, deserves your respect. You treated her like a whore. If you want women to have real sex, offer them more than money. Serious relationship? Relate to her. Connect emotionally. Learn to please her." He nodded. By now he was really looking at her as she spoke. She knew she had him.
"Maybe I can teach you to relate to women better. But you are limited. Your level of shyness may not be overcome. Adjust your expectations. And the type of relationships you seek. Fall in love? Marry and have kids? Not unless you want to settle for some very desperate unattractive girl."
"Sex. Learn how to touch her sexually. Learn cunnilingus. Each woman is different. Experience will teach you the basics. Maybe you will start to understand and adjust to her reactions and desires. Listen. Her body and voice will tell you. Maybe with that you can find something for your life. Like a friend fuck buddy." He immediately thought she was interested in that.
Jacqueline leaned in. "You are hard right now. Just speaking to me. It is ok. But you have no control." He was squirming and eyes looking down again.
"Can't you control that thing?"
"No Ms. Jacqueline."
"A solution is needed for that."
"Do not think I can. No matter how much I jerk off I still get hard around women."
"That can be solved easily. It will require your willingness and trust."
The waiter, James, took their diner order then refreshed their drinks. Jacqueline did the ordering. Zack said nothing.
Over the meal she quizzed him about his family, schooling, and job. Clearly he was a loner, separated from his family. Few friends and none in NYC. Only thing he learned is that she lived and worked in NYC on the East side. That pleased him. Maybe 20-25 minutes from his apartment. His mind started wandering. Maybe she wanted him as her boy toy? He was rock hard again.
She stared at him knowingly "Your dick is running your brain. Time for you to go to bed."
"Ok Ms. Jacqueline. Can we ". She cut him off.
"We will meet here for brunch tomorrow at 11 AM. Now off with you." He stood and started to turn.
"Zachary masturbate all you want tonight." He went crimson.
Zack slept just a few hours. Jerked off constantly. Shaved and tried to look nice and normal. Really couldn't pull it off. He was a good-looking loner nerd. And people could see it.
He arrived five minutes early to brunch. Jacqueline was waiting for him. He went to sit down.
"Stop. Be a gentleman. Say good morning properly." Pointed at her side. He stepped over.
"Good morning Jacqueline."
"Too familiar try again."
"Good morning Ms. Jacqueline."
"Better but not a formal enough attitude for a classy lady."
"Good morning Ms. Jacqueline." He bowed a little and offered his hand. She lightly placed her hand in his.
"Good morning young Zachary." Said smiling while her fingers lightly stroked his palm. She was dressed in a tight spaghetti top and no bra. He stared at her smallish breasts with nipples pointing out. He was hard. She watched his eyes then glanced down a second while smirking.
"Please take a seat and hide that thing." He sat. Crimson faced again.
"You need to relax and accept yourself. You cannot hide being a horny little toad."
She ordered for them. He got plain eggs, water, and juice. No coffee. She tried out some simple small talk with him. He failed miserably as expected. Just sat there squirming in a horny daze.
She got a call. Ended it with "Thank you James. See you in twenty."
She signed the check then strode off quickly saying "Come on young man."
He followed. Her loose flowing skirt caught his attention. Tried seeing the outline of her ass as the skirt flowed in the breeze. Anybody who looked would see his obvious hard-on. He looked like a puppy following his mama.
She opened her room door then turned.
"Wait out here. James will arrive shortly." She backed up closing the door in his face.
He was flustered and confused. Why not go in with her? Why was the waiter coming? Several people walked by. Embarrassed he just stared at her door.
He jumped as a large hand firmly grasped his shoulder moving him to the side.
"Mr. Zachary lets go in." James tapped twice then opened the door. Zack followed him in.
Jacqueline was sitting at the small table in front of large windows looking out on the beach. James took the other chair. Zack looked around for a place to sit.
"Just stand here at the table with us." Awkwardly he did.
"Thanks for helping James. Zachary you have one chance. Your first thought will be to say no. Then you will want to question what we do. Make up your mind. I am ready to spend my vacation teaching you. And James is already helping. Do not waste our time."
He gulped and nodded. "I really want to learn thank you." She frowned. "Ms. Jacqueline." James was smiling at him. He relaxed.
"Take all your clothes off." He started to say no.
"Do it now or leave." He was blinking and tearing up. He stripped and folded his clothes.
"Put them over on the bureau." They watched him as he did. She thought 'he has a very nice tight little ass'.
"Stand right here next to the table. Let's have a look at your genitals." He was blushing all over. His penis and balls were just above the table between the two of them. Petrified he stayed limp.
She cupped her hand underneath, lightly lifting them up. He jumped at the first touch. But almost immediately it started to grow.
"What do you think James?"
"Quite small Jacqueline. Is that full now Zachary?"
"Uh yes James."
She sharply said "Language. Do not be familiar or discriminate."
"Yes sir."
"Maybe eleven or twelve centimeters Jacqueline. No woman I know would find it suitable for intercourse. Certainly not satisfying." She laughed and let go of it. Cleaned her hand with a disinfectant wipe.