James was utterly exhausted and ready to collapse on the couch with a few beers and try to catch up on his TV watching after a month of eighty hour work weeks. He standing in the kitchen, staring into his fridge somewhat blankly, in search of any remaining beer, when he heard his front door open and close. That suddenly roused him from his stupor and he ran to investigate.

 

As he rushed through the doorway between the kitchen and living room, he was greeted by an odd, but very pleasant site. A gorgeous young brunette, dressed for a night of partying, and holding a six-pack of his favorite beer.

 

She smiled brightly when she saw him, before looking around the house curiously. “Oh, um, hi! Am I early for the party? Where is everyone?”

 

James felt a peasant shudder run down his spine as she spoke. She had one of those amazing voices, like the best phone sex operators. A voice that just melted away any thoughts not related to sex. He shook it off after a moment when he realized what she had actually said, and that a stranger just walked on into his home uninvited. “Party, what party? What are you doing just walking into my house?” He finished angrily, trying to forget about her voice and how incredibly hot she was.

 

She shrank back from his anger and looked suddenly nervous and scared. “Oh, I’m sorry, I just…” She managed to look into his eyes, managed to put a brave face on. “Please don’t be mad, I-I thought this was the right place. I got invited to a party but I guess I wrote down the wrong address or something…” She trailed off helplessly, clearly not sure what to do next.

 

He felt like a heel, and a cad, and an ass, all at once and immediately when she looked at him with those beautiful, dark blue eyes and spoke in that scared, confused voice. “All right, calm down, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell. You just surprised me is all. I’m afraid there’s no party here, I don’t really do much of that.” He smiled now and walked closer, trying to make her feel at ease after his outburst. “Maybe I can help you figure out where you went wrong so you can get to your party.”

 

She smiled again, hopefully this time. “Would you really help? That’s so sweet of you!”

 

He was struck by the force of her sweet smile and the renewed happiness in her eyes. He had never met anyone who put forth their emotions so clearly with only her eyes. He found it very appealing. He was suddenly nervous, realizing he was alone with a truly beautiful woman for the first time in a long while. He really needed to get out more and work less. “Oh, well, um… My pleasure, really. I just f-feel bad about upsetting you before. I don’t really yell at people usually, you just caught me in a bad mood I suppose.”

 

Her eyes showed forgiveness and understanding as she replied. “Oh, I understand, it’s okay, really. I can tell you’re a really sweet guy, maybe you can come with me to the party if I figure out where it is. I’m Vicky by the way.”

 

The thought stopped him in his tracks, him, going to a party with a woman who could model professionally? He’d never have imagined it possible, she was far out of his league. Under normal circumstances, he would be far too intimidated to ever approach her. “I’m J-james, and um, I don’t know, we just met and I’m uh… I’m really not s-sure…”

 

Vicky moved closer now, standing only a few feet away from James and asked him in a more serious tone “I make you nervous, don’t I James?”

 

“N-nervous, no… Wh-why would you think that?” James replied, trying his best to disguise just right she was, but utterly failing to convince her.

 

She smiled gently and stared deeply into his eyes. “Because you keep looking away from me, like you’re scared to look too long. And you’re stumbling over your words. You can look at me, I won’t get mad, I promise.” She ran her hands down her body, highlighting for him just how tight and revealing her outfit really was. “Do you really think a lady dresses like this so that guys won’t look at her?”

 

He tried to fight the urge, but lost that battle, and lowered his eyes to follow the path of her hands. He felt himself getting warmer immediately, as he took in her skin tight, shoulder and belly baring shirt, which had a large, lacey, see-through section between her breasts, giving a view of an astounding amount of cleavage, followed by her tiny, black leather skirt that met only the most minimal ideas of modesty in public. He tried to revert to humor to cover up his blatant staring. “We-well I wouldn’t know, I’m not a lady… Um, I mean, I, uh…”

 

Vicky simply continued smiling gently at him even as she moved a bit closer, and began speaking in a more intimate tone. More the voice used between to lovers about to engage in foreplay. “Ssshhh, don’t try so hard. Just relax, and look at me, please.”

 

James could only stare, taking in every incredibly inch of this marvelous woman before him. She seemed perfect to him, not rail thin like so many fashion models, but healthy and curvy and soft in all the right places. He lost track of how long he had been admiring her body, running his eyes up and down, trying to memorize every inch of her perfection.

 

She smiled, seeing that he had lost himself in the moment, and that he had calmed down some, allowing his desires to overtake his anxieties. She even made note of a noticeable lump beginning to form in his trousers. Good, that always made things so much easier. Finally she spoke again, feeling it was time to move things forward. “There, now, isn’t that better? Do you like the way I look in this outfit?”

 

He was snapped out of his dazed state by the question, and looked up at her face again, before blushing when he realized just how obvious he had been. “Yes, Ve-very much, you look amazing!” Still a bit of nervous shyness crept into his voice, but he did feel much more at ease now.

 

She grinned at him and posed a bit to show off her body even more. “Aw, thank you James! Now that’s why I dress this way, to get guys to look at me, the way you’re looking at me right now.”

 

James blurted out the first thing that came into his head, though he felt quite shocked he’d said such a thing the moment it left his mouth. “How could they not look at you, you’re gorgeous, no matter what you’re wearing.” He’d never before been able to say such things without stumbling over the words and feeling like a fool.

 

Vicky’s eyes met his, and this time they were full of heat and her voice filled with passion. “Mmmm, I do like flattery, keep that up and we may not need to go to any party tonight. In fact, maybe we should just stay here tonight and get to know each other better. You’d like that, wouldn’t you James?”

 

He was torn in two by this idea. On the one hand, he just didn’t believe in one night stands and sleeping with women he barely knew. He had always thought himself a romantic, looking for a best friend and lover all in one. On the other hand, Vicky was clearly the sexiest woman he had ever met, and she seemed to be throwing herself at him for some reason. His inability to just go for it was the main reason he dated so rarely and worked so much. “Oh, um, yes, but uh, I-I…” He began, thinking she couldn’t really mean it and not knowing how to respond to avoid embarrassment when she made clear she was only teasing him.

 

Vicky moved to stand directly in front of him now and reached her right hand up to cup his cheek as she stared intently into his eyes. “Now don’t get nervous on me again, I want you to just relax. Come on, tonight will be so much better, if you can just enjoy it, with no worries. I can help you to relax and just enjoy whatever happens, if you trust me. You do trust me, don’t you?”

 

His sense were overwhelmed by the sweet scent of her perfume, the feel of her warm, soft hand upon his cheek, the intensity of her gorgeous, deep blue eyes and her dulcet voice. He couldn’t think, he did not want to think, he simply answered as she wanted him to respond. “Y-yes, all right. What should I do?”

 

She rewarded him with a sexy smile and a soft caress down his face. “Let’s move this into the bedroom. You’re used to relaxing in there so it should help the mood. Then we’ll get started.” With that she took his hand and pulled him down the hallway and toward his bedroom.

 

James briefly wondered how she knew where it was, but then he realized how silly the thought was. It was easy enough to find as it was the only room with a bed, James having filled the spare bedrooms with his library and a home office. He stopped wondering when he looked down and realized what a wonderful view he had of Vicky’s perfectly shaped ass.

 

Vicky stopped moving, and James looked up, realizing they were standing near his bed, and Vicky was grinning at him wickedly. She had caught him staring vacantly at her ass and she loved how focused he had been, and how vacant his stare had been. She turned around and sat down on his bed, leaning back and looking up at him, a pose that pushed her chest out at him and caused his eyes to grow large.

 

Noticing his reaction and knowing what caused it, she decided to toy with him even more. “First, we should figure out exactly why you’re so nervous. Are you just shy around all women, or is there something special about me?”

 

He blushed at where the question would lead, but he decided it was best to be honest. “Um, w-well, both I guess. I m-mean, I am shy, but you’re so sexy, and then there’s um… Well, you’re uh, sh-shirt…”

 

Vicky knew very well what he meant, but she gave him an innocent, confused expression as she looked down at her shirt. “What about my shirt? Oh, of course, I forgot how much of me was on display!” She looked up again, capturing his gaze with her eyes, and giving him a wicked little smile. “So that’s why you’re so nervous, because you can see my tits through my shirt? Mmmm, you must really like them.” She took a deep breath in, further emphasizing her chest and was pleased to see his eyes drop automatically from her eyes to her chest. “I guess I can understand that, most guys seem to think they’re my best feature. Personally I’ve always liked my eyes best, but what do you think, which do you like better?”

 

James was feeling uncomfortable now, he knew these sorts of questions usually got guys into trouble if they answered wrong. But he didn’t actually know which answer was wrong and he desperately wanted to stay on Vicky’s good side. He decided to try a diplomatic answer. “Um, I don’t know, I mean, they’re b-both amazing, uh…”

 

Vicky laughed to herself at his obvious attempt at sneaking out of a troublesome situation, but she wasn’t really concerned with his answer. The question was all part of the plan, not some silly search for flattery. She was ready to move on to the hardest part of her plan, and for the first time she was nervous, though it didn’t show at all on the outside.

 

She addressed him in a serious, but soothing tone. “Oh now come on Jim, every guy has a favorite, legs, ass, lips, tits, eyes. So just take your time, get a good long look at my eyes, and a good long look at my tits and tell me which you think is my best feature, which you like more. Tell you what, we’ll use this to help you relax, just listen to me, focus on what I’m saying, and on whatever I tell you to look at, and you’ll be relaxed and be ready to make a decision in no time, I promise.” She knew this was risky, if he had any knowledge at all on hypnosis or psychology or watched too many movies, he might catch on to her plan. But luckily he seemed uninformed on the subject as he displayed no concern at her phrasing.

 

She sat up and motioned for him to sit down on the soft chair a few feet away. When he took his seat, she began. “Okay, now let’s start with my eyes, okay? Just take some time, to look at them. See how big and bright they are, such a wonderful dark blue, almost a royal blue color. I’m sure you’ll find that it’s very easy to stare deeply into my eyes, losing track of time, forgetting anything else you may have wanted to do. You’re feeling more relaxed already, listening to my voice, looking into my wonderful blue eyes. Just allow yourself to enjoy them for a little while longer now…” She trailed off, allowing the silence to grow between them, allowing him to continue staring into her eyes on his own. She watched his eyes, and his shoulders with her peripheral vision, for signs of deepened relaxation.

 

When she saw his shoulders slump downward, she spoke once more. “That’s good, you’re feeling very relaxed now, let’s move on to the next part, my breasts. Go on now Jim, shift your focus down to my chest, I know you’ll enjoy this part very much. You tried so hard to look at my tits without me noticing before, but now you have my permission. In fact, I’m insisting that you stare at my chest. Notice how big and firm they are, how hard my perfect nipples look through my shirt.” She easily slid into a sexier, seductive tone of voice now, still soothing enough to allow further relaxation, but aiding her in the arousal she wished to cause. “Looking at them, I’m sure your mind begins to imagine touching them, holding them, kissing them, taking my nipple between your lips and sucking… As relaxed as you were before, you’re also growing so very aroused, staring at my perfect tits. Its natural, you cannot help yourself, you cannot resist the desires and feelings growing inside you as you stare at my breasts, so very near, so very tempting.”

 

She flicked her eyes down to his crotch and could see his growing arousal. She waited a bit more, before changing his focus again. “I know it’s hard, but I want you to look up into my eyes again, just for a moment. I think you need to relax even further for me. I promise it will be worth the effort, and you agreed to do whatever I told you. That’s it, good boy Jimmy!” She praised him when his eyes finally managed to meet her eyes again. Once more, it was risky to switch to the diminutive name Jimmy, as most adult men would hate it, but she needed to reinforce her position of authority over him, and she was pleased when he showed no reaction, only acceptance. “Just fall into my eyes once more, it happens so quickly now, so easily, automatically. Your mind and body relax, even deeper than before. Your mind goes silent, all normal thoughts and worries fading away, allowing you to focus upon me completely. In just a moment, I’ll tell you to look back down at my breasts, and when you do, they will be completely bare, allowing you to see them in all of their glory.”

 

She slid her shirt up over her firm breasts, allowing the shirt to gather just above them. “You know that my breasts are perfect, and seeing them this way, totally naked for the first time, will be the most wonderful sight possible. You will be more aroused than ever before, just at the sight of my perfect breasts. But the sight of my breasts will be too much for your mind to take, just too much stimulation. Your cock will grow hard, your mind will go soft and blank, still hearing my voice and obeying my commands. I can see it in your eyes, how badly you want to look now, even knowing what will happen, you cannot wait to see my breasts, bare and so very perfect. Go on then, look down at my chest Jimmy, and gaze upon true perfection.”

 

He couldn’t help himself, though a part of him tried to rebel now, at the last, tried to look away, or close his eyes, anything to prevent the inevitable reaction to her amazing tits. But it was far too late for that now, and he was too deeply lost in a mixed fog of relaxation and arousal, and so he looked down, and he saw perfection, as she told him he would. And just as she said would happen, as his cock got harder, his mind went softer, and his few remaining  thoughts faded away, leaving him blank and empty.

 

Vicky could tell quickly how well it had worked, his pants tented up greatly over his full erection and his eyes blank of all intelligence. She had him now, and finally the fun could begin. She slipped her shirt all the way off now as she purred happily at him. “Ooh, Jimmy, now that’s the sort of reaction I like to see, the pants go up, and the eyes go empty as the mind goes blank. You just enjoy my breasts Jimmy, while I tell you what you can do for me. I didn’t just accidentally end up here, I came here for you. I find single, wealthy men, just like you, and I convince them to donate a good portion of their wealth to my favorite charity. That would be me of course, there is no better cause than keeping me happy and freely spending money on myself.”

 

She had only done this a few times so far, and this would easily be her biggest score yet. So she thought it only fitting that she finally reveal the pseudonym she had chosen for herself. She would leave ‘Jimmy’ with no memory of her actual appearance, and in no real hurry to call the police after she left. But eventually he would call the authorities about the robbery and when it happened, she wanted to be sure she got the credit. Perhaps it was not the most intelligent thing to do, but her ego demanded that each of her  crimes be credited to her and no one else.

 

“First, I want you to remember something very important. My name is not Vicky as I told you. I’ll keep my real name to myself, but I call myself the Velvet Vixen. I don’t believe in violence or rudeness. I simply convince my victims to happily hand over anything that I want. Normally I’m in and out with smaller amounts, whatever they have in the house really.” She stood up and walked over to his chair, kneeling down in front of him and stroking his face fondly. “But You’re sweeter than most, and I know that you’re a very shy sort, mostly keeping to yourself. So I think I’ll stay with you for awhile. We can have lots of fun together, I’ll teach you how to properly please a woman. And we can go over all of your assets together so we can figure out what we can do to make sure I’m well taken care of. I know you’ll want to make a very large donation to my well being.”

 

As she finished she leaned forward and kissed him deeply. She had to admit that the capture of her victims left her more aroused than counting up her haul after the crimes. She’d come a long way from the expelled psychology student of two years ago. Expulsion still seemed awfully severe considering that all she did was brainwash a professor. They hadn’t understood how much happier he was being dumb and horny all the time. Oh well, no time for reminiscing right now, she had to teach Jimmy what she enjoyed in bed, and all of his assets to go over.