Eric dried his hair, and wrapped the towel around his waist. All through his post coital shower, he had been thinking about Valerie. The image of her reclining nude on his bed was almost enough to stir his well worked over loins.

Valerie. At the thought of her Eric felt an inadvertant shiver run down his spine. She was a dark haired beauty, with curves that Eric thought only existed in the airbrushed reality of Maxim or Playboy. With this thought came a stab of guilt.

He tried to shove the thought of Jenny from his mind. He liked Jenny, he really did. The sparky tiny red head was everything Eric liked in a woman - smart, funny, a bundle of cheer and energy. Everything, except for her body. Eric knew Jenny thought so, too. She tried so hard to make up for it. Whether it was the attention she payed to straightening her hair each morning, the countless hours of makeup, her striving to keep Eric happy in bed.

That final thought brought him back to Valerie. Jenny tried, but the things Valerie had done with - and to - Eric where beyond compare. Where she had learned such things Eric couldn't fathom. They were beyond incredible. Where as Jenny worked for hours each morning, Valerie woke up with perfect unblemeshed skin and incredible hair. While, Jenny shaved, Naired and plucked her way to perfection, Valerie seemed to have a permanent and preternatural Brazilian wax.

Valerie was sultry, mysterious and sofisticated. For once, Eric felt he was the one who wasn't worthy of the incredible attention she paid him.

There was a knock on the bathroom door. Eric gulped, almost scared.

"Yes..." His voice actually quivered. He opened the door.

Valerie stood there in one of his button up shirts. It clung to her like the finest lingerie. Her unbelievably huge and bouyant breast (incredibly real, Eric could tell) seemed to be struggling to escape. The bottom tip of the shirt barely hung low enough to keep her "modest." Her shapely, incredibly long legs seemed to go on forever.

"Is that all I get tonight?" She asked running her finger across her gorgeous red lips.

"I... I don't think there's any more, V." Eric tried to keep his tone light.

"Hmmm..." Valerie seemd to be scanning him up and down, her electric blue eyes peering out from her black hair framed face. "I wonder if I can do anything about that?"

She walked up to Eric and wrapped her long arms around his neck, her lips brushing against the underside of his chin. When she pulled back to her full height she looked him in the eye.

"Isn't there anything I can do?"

Eric couldn't help but think of all of the things she had done. And impossibly he felt a little swell in his nether regions. Valerie sensed it. She raised a single eyebrow.

"Could I help dear?" She whispered into Eric's ear. "I would love just a little taste..."

With her free hand she had expertly let Eric's towel fall to the ground. She kissed Eric's neck, then travelled downward to his well muscled chest.

"Please Eric..."

She was kissing his stomach.

"It would mean so much to me..."

Eric couldn't believe this outrageously beautiful woman was practically begging to suck his dick. It was beyond incredible. Valeries expertise had Eric gripping the countertop so hard his knuckles were a bloodless white.

The buzzer went off.

Eric tried to ignore it, but there was something familiar and insistant in the timing. The speaker squawked to life.

"Eric!?"

Jenny. Eric felt the name cut to his heart like a knife.

"Stop, stop..." He had to push Valerie back. She had a surprising firm grip. She looked up at him annoyed. She had clearly been enjoying herself.

Eric ran to the speaker by his front door.

"Jenny?" He held down the button. As he waited for a reply, he turned to Valerie. She seemed surprisingly unruffled. "You better get dressed," he adivsed. She disappeared into the bedroom and the site of her sexy body in motion once again started Eric's heart racing.

"Eric! I've never seen anything like it! It's amazing, I'm not even sure its human..." She was talking so fast Eric had trouble keeping up. "I've got to show you! Let me in!"

"Of course," Eric responded to his girlfriends breathless excitement before he could think of the implications of his actions. He pressed the buzzer to unlock the front gate. Quickly Eric gathered his clothes from the four corners of the living room, where Valerie's enthusiasm had deposited them. He was just pulling on his shirt when the he heard the rapid fire knock on his door.

He opened it to the most unusual sight. It was a green floating picture of Jenny, her face expressionless, not wearing a stitch of clothing. Behind the transluscent green image was flesh and blood Jenny, a grin splitting her face from ear to ear.

"Isn't that cool?" Jenny could not contain her excitement.

"Umm... did you make it?" Eric winced. He realized it was a stupid question as he asked it.

"No, Eric, I didn't make it." She was still wearing her grin, which took off whatever edge her mocking might have had.

"Well what is it?" Eric asked. He backed away as his diminutive girlfriend marched toward him with the cube in her palm. He felt the back of his legs back up against the coffee table.

"Go ahead and touch it," Jenny coaxed shaking the cube in front of Eric's face. Eric seemed reluctant.

"OK, what about this?" Jenny brushed her thumb against one of the green disks, and the image hovering over the cube flickered and changed. Now it showed a nude green image of Eric. "Is that better?" Jenny grinned.

"Go on touch it."

"No..." Eric said, the though of reaching out to touch a weird green hologram of himself was strange.

"Okie dokey," Jenny replied and flipped her thumb across the green disk again. The image swam again, and morphed back to a female shape - but not Jenny.

"Huh-" Jenny said turning the cube to look at the women being projected into space. "That's weird, its never done that before."

"That's the only thing that's weird!?" Eric felt himself dampen with sweat. Being projected over the cube was a perfect 8 inch tall hologram of Valerie.

"Wow, she's gorgeous!" Jenny exclamed. "How do it do that!" Clearly excited by her new find.

Experimentally she reached out to the spinning green figure. Eric watched in wonderment as her fingertips rubbed against the green surface. Eric tried not to cast any more panicky glances to his bedroom door. But he did.

It was slightly open, and Eric could see a puzzled Valerie staring out of the darkness.

"Ulp!" Eric swallowed his curse.

"I know, it is kind of scary," Jenny mused watching the green figure rotate in front of her. "I kind of wonder what the other buttons do?"