The screen flashed dark, then a murky shape began to emerge from the blackness of the computer monitor. The hair, the chin, that face, those eyes—not to mention the figure.
She was his fantasy woman come to life.
“Unreal,” he whispered.
Joe sat up straight in his chair and leaned closer to the screen. Reaching out his hand, he traced the figure of the woman with the tip of his finger. He’d seen her before. In his dreams. This was the woman he’d had erotic fantasies about since he was old enough to know what erotic meant.
“Who are you?”
She couldn’t be real. She was a computer-generated image put together out of the checklist he’d pulled from his subconscious and entered into the program.
She still awed him, though, and was his perfect woman in every detail. From the highlights in her long golden-streaked brown hair to the depth of blue in her eyes. It was matched by the sapphire-blue teddy she wore, which clung to high, full breasts, complete with nearly visible dark nipples. Her waist was accented by the curve of her hips and the slim, creamy legs.
Joe’s heart raced. Sweat broke out on his brow. He stared at her for a long time. “Oh, wow, lady, do I wish you existed.”
Several minutes later, when he finally managed to pull himself away to collect his gift certificate, Joe somehow found himself making another unexpected purchase.
A sapphire-blue teddy.