[F4M] Why Geeks Can't Get Laid (alternate version)

[F4M] Why Geeks Can't Get Laid [seduction] [friends to lovers] [why are men so slow?] [bj] [cowgirl] [kissing] [moaning]

Wherein you work with a geeky guy you have a crush on, and invite him over to help with your computer. Little does he know your true agenda... why is it so hard to get him to take you seriously?

Please feel free to adapt the voice to suit your own style. Giggles and teasing may be added liberally at your discretion.

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[knock-knock... door opening]

Hey, thanks so much for coming over. I’m just so tech-challenged, but I use my computer for everything and having no sound is really bumming me out.

[pause for reply, door closing]

Take as long as you need, no way am I kicking you, out no matter how late it gets. In fact, you’ll be lucky if I let you leave at all.

Your girlfriend? Phfft. If she’s too busy to notice you’re gone, then she doesn’t deserve you. And if she shows up before you finish… I’m pretty sure I can take her. Small but mighty, that’s me.

My computer desk is just in the tv room. Here, this way.

Yeah, I got it cheap, a refurb they called it. It’s been working fine till last week. Everything that came with it is just over on the bookshelf. Um, yeah bottom shelf, here, I’ll get the box.

Did you lose your train of thought, babe? Here you go.

C’mon, I had to bend over to get it. I didn’t make you watch my ass, now did I? Did you like what you saw?

Oh, I’m distracting, am I?

Silly boy, I’m not even trying. Yet.

Nothing there that helps? I’ll just put it back then, that’s the safest place for it.

How was I supposed to put it back without bending over? Well, okay, maybe I wanted to make sure you got a good look that time. And you know, it isn’t really teasing unless you have no intention on making good.

You always act like I’m just playing with you. Why don’t you try finding out? You’ll see how serious I am.

Do you like my panties? I know you like to check them out when I bend over at work. They're cute, aren’t they?

You can have the comfy chair… I’ll just pull up this one.

Well, I have to get close. I want to see what you do, maybe I can learn something. You don’t like having me around?

[keyboard noises in background for next couple of lines]

That isn’t very convincing. But I’ll stay anyway. [pause to watch] What’s that flashing little thing in the corner mean? Is that the problem?

No? Can I get a closer look? Oh, I see. Well that makes sense, I haven’t been using the printer much lately.

You’re looking down my top, aren’t you. Tsk tsk. But I’m comfy here; can’t I just lean on you a little bit? Just a little? [giggle] See, this is nice. Oh! That’s a text on my phone. No, no, I’ll get it; I’ll just reach past you...

I’m not, what did you say? Pointing my perky little titties? I’m not pointing them anywhere. Sorry if they, um, accidentally bumped into you. Jeez. Why so flustered, babe? They’re just breasts.

You don’t see anything wrong? Does that mean it can’t be fixed?

Well, I just moved it out here last week. I think I got everything plugged back in the way it was.

Oh my god, you’re a genius! It’s so hard to see which plug is which back there… I would never in a million years have realized the speakers were plugged into the mic.

[some shuffling back into the chair, a windows sound]

Yay! Thank you, thank you soooo much.

Can I get you a celebratory beer? Really, honestly, it seems like the least I could do.

There’s some in the fridge. Do you want a glass? No?

[bottle open sound]

Well, you’ve mentioned this is your favourite. When you said you could come over today, I thought it would be nice to have a few in case you wanted one. Why don’t we sit on the couch -- it’s much more comfortable.

You mean Suzie the part time roommate? She’s hardly ever here on the weekend. I think she got tickets to Bayfest this time. She won’t be back till Monday at least. Do you do a lot of this kind of computer fix-up stuff?

Just friends, family and flirty co-workers? Am I a flirty co-worker? I don’t flirt with everyone, you know. You’re special.

Yeah, I don’t think your girlfriend likes me much. She’s always giving me dirty looks. I didn’t know she gave you a hard time too. Maybe I should have a talk with her?

You seem to be losing your train of thought a lot. Is everything alright? Maybe another beer?

Awesome.

[pause, then bottle opens]

Oh, you don’t want me to try to keep up with you. I’m a lightweight when it comes to drinking… one glass of wine, and I start falling out of my clothes. But now, getting you drunk and taking advantage of you…? I think that’s actually a pretty good plan. You underestimate me, babe, or at least my determination.

Oh, I’m deadly serious. I know you don’t believe me, and I’m glad you have fun playing with me, but well --

You can have all the reasons you want, babe, it doesn’t work that way. But, hey, let’s take those one by one. Yes you have a girlfriend, but we both know you could do so much better than her. And so you’re older than me… so what? I’m not a baby, I’m a grown woman, and I’m more than old enough to know what I want. And if I’m not your type, what is? Your girlfriend? Please. I could change your mind, babe, you know I could.

I think your beer is empty… let me get you another.

[pause and bottle opens]

Is it warm in here? You don’t mind if I undo a button or two, do you? Or maybe… three? Much better.

Oh, you like that, do you? The bra matches my panties; maybe you’d like to check them and see for yourself?

I keep telling you I’m not playing. But if I were, well, playing fair is for people who don’t mind losing.

Oh for fuck sake…

[kissing]


What am I doing? What do you think? I’m showing you I’m serious. So shut up.

[more kissing]

You say no, but your hands… your body… they say something else, don’t they?

[more kissing, breathlessness, a little moan or two]

Finally. The light begins to dawn; how is someone so smart soooo slow to pick up? Do I look serious now?

Good. Then I don’t think I need this blouse at all. Or bra. My nipples are already so hard… And why don’t I help you out of that shirt?

[some nuzzling and sucking]

Relax, babe, let me get that off of you.

[moaning]

Ooo, your nipples are hard too. Are they sensitive?

[licking and sucking of nipples]
[moaning]

Oh, they are. That’s hot.

[improv -- blow job, followed by vigourous sex on the couch. Take your time.]

Purrrrr… no, babe, no dream. See?

Yeah, I pinched you. What are you going to do about it? Oh! Mmmmm…

[kissing]

Home? Well, if you’re going to be in trouble when you go home… maybe you don’t need to go home yet.

As a matter of fact, I do have something in mind. There’s a nice, big, soft bed just down the hall. And I know a few tricks I bet you haven’t seen. I’ll have you ready for round two in no time, I promise.


~fini~