The Prize (Open)

[xTerrax]

The Prize (Closed)

Erika was a straight-A student, best at every subject and lovable teacher's pet. It was a gift. The eighteen year old could solve any math problem with the greatest of ease and write essays without a problem. So, it wasn't exactly a shock when she decided to take programming in college. Sure, she could have been a doctor, surgeon or rocket scientist, but she really did love computers. It was a passion for her.

If being a brilliant young woman wasn't enough, she had looks that could kill. Huge and perky breasts, plump and ample ass and a very beautiful face. Not only that, but she was one of the very few women in programming. Obviously, most eyes were on her during the long classes she was in. It didn't help either that she wore clothes that didn't hide her assets, like the pink thong that would poke out everyday as she stretched along her desk or the tight white pants and blue sleeveless top she wore that showed off her delicate pale skin.

"So, to program such-"
Beep, Beep.
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Erika brushed some of her long, brown hair from her face as she gazed on the classroom. It was just so hard to pay attention. It was a Friday evening. The young woman would have very much more liked to be able to have fun instead of staying in the classroom all day long.

"Excuse me class, but I'll have to step out for a few minutes. Talk among yourselves. But if any you manage to solve the problem and successfully program any sort of application, the entire class has the rest of the day off."

He soon rushed out of the class, and every student started talk to themselves. Erika wanted out of the class so bad, it was then she came up with a plan. The attractive young woman brushed her hair once more and talked to them all.

"You know, if any guy manages to get us all out of class, I'll go on a date with him tonight." she said with a playful grin.


((Closed!))

 

[saedo]

Ben Pandya duly typed away as the professor droned on. This was far from his favorite class. Electrical engineering was his primary focus, but he'd decided to pick up a minor in computer programming round out his resume.

Unfortunately, coding programs had proved tedious. His keen intellect and eye for detail meant he was actually quite good at it. It just bored the hell out of him.

Consequently, when the professor tossed up a broken chunk of code on screen and offered to let everyone go early if someone could solve it, Ben's inclination was to do nothing. A quick glance at the lines showed a snarl of a dozen errors, a few quite subtle. He estimated that it would take ten minutes to fix everything. That might net him a free half hour, but that hardly seemed sufficient motivation.

Then Erika stood up. Erika was hard not to notice. Just being female in a field like computers was atypical. But had this been an all-girls school, Erika would still stand out. She had the face of an angel, but a body built for lust and temptation. Her round ass combined with a truly epic pair of breasts and an almost ridiculously narrow waist made her seem like some Japanese anime sex kitten come to life.

Her breasts so incredible, they actually were at the heart of weeks of debate amongst the men (and even some of the women) in the program. The discussion centered on whether Erika's breasts were natural or the result of plastic surgery. One camp contended they had to be fake because her figure was just too good to be real. Moreover, the women asserted that Erika was far too comfortable with her body - Erika's attire tended to flaunt her figure - to have gone through high school looking that way, so they must be recent enhancements.

The other side contended somewhat counter-intuitively that Erika's tits were far too large to be fake. Specifically, they argued that a normal woman would never get implants that big; fake boobs outside a Dcup were more the province of strippers and porn stars and no normal woman wanted to be mis-identified as such. Erika was clearly not doing lap dances for cash, consequently she would never have gotten implants that huge. Therefore, her bosom had to be real.

The truth would not likely ever be empirically determined. Erika had been asked out by most of the guys in the program and even one of the women, but had politely declined. Consequently, when she stood up and announced her willingness to trade a date with her for a solution to the problem, she had every person's attention.

Ben was particularly interested. He had long had a serious crush on Erika, though he never dared ask her out. Ben had a trim, athletic frame and girls often told him he was cute. Unfortunately, Ben was a bit shy of 5'8", which meant that he was practically eye-to-eye with the long legged Erika and that she towered over him when she put on heels. In Ben's experience, gorgeous girls only dated tall guys, so he'd never dared approach.

Perhaps, though, this might be his chance. Maybe, just maybe.... His fingers flew to the keys. Judging by the sounds, at least half a dozen were joining in the attempt. Ben didn't look up, but remained focused on his computer. Missing argument in line 152. Wrong value in line 207. Misspelled command in line 236. His fingers danced away until....

"Done," he announced. He carried his laptop up to the podium and hooked it into the projector. Once on screen, he executed the corrected program. It ran flawlessly.

A smattering of applause for his achievement was followed by the sounds of the mass exodus from the classroom. Ben paid it no mind. His attention was entirely on Erika.

Ben walked directly up to her. God, she looked amazing. "So, what time should I pick you up?"

 

[xTerrax]

Erika was a woman who knew well her figure, and its effect on men. Ergo, she had few to no qualms to use it to her advantage, as long as it stayed in this seemingly innocent realm flirtation. She honestly did not expect anyone to solve it during this small period of time, but figured that such an invitation would spice up the classroom vibe a notch.

Truth be told, she was lucky (or perhaps unlucky) to have her body developed in such a luscious form during the last bit of her high school years. Now relatively new to college, she enjoyed the focus men would give her and this seemed to be no exception. That is, until :

"Done," a voice announced.​

Erika quickly looked, to see that a classmate got up form his desk and hooked it up to the projector. “No way…” Erika thought, gazing upon every fragment to the code which now advertised in front of the whole classroom. The code was indeed perfect.

Her heart leaped in her chest, as applause filled the room - indeed, people actually seemed glad to witness her being won in such a way. The young woman contemplated the option of weaseling out of the date but then saw that perhaps her reputation was at hand. At the very last minute, she accepted the fact that she lost this little wager fair and square. Besides, it was just a date right?

It wasn't until Ben approached her that she knew who actually won. Ben Pandya, Erika remembered - a rather handsome man, though a little on the short side, compared to most men in the university. Still, she was glad that he wasn't one of the lazy slobs from the department, who settled on mediocrity. From what she knew, he was just as good as her in programming - maybe even a little bit better.

"So, what time should I pick you up?"
​

"I guess around six." she said with a smile. Of course, at this point she was seeing the silver lining to this cloud. With a lighthearted chuckle, she continued "Maybe I should give you my number. Here." before writing it down on his arm. As she did so with her green marker, the young woman added "I'm not too crazy on the idea that somebody beat me to the solution. But at least it was you."

Soon enough, the teacher interrupted their conversation. It seemed to everyone in the confines of the room that he was baffled, seeing the solution being displayed in front of his very eyes. The older man was true to his word, allowing everyone to leave the room. Erika then greeted Ben off; "Well, I'll see you later then." before leaving the room as her hips swayed just enough to drive him crazy. Maybe this would actually be fun.

 

[saedo]

Ben's breath caught in his throat as Erika took his arm and proceeded to write upon it. He'd admired her from afar for months, but in the blink of an eye they'd escalated to physical contact. Today was a truly unusual one.

Just as quickly, it was over. Erika tossed her mane of hair as she shouldered her backpack and waved goodbye. He found himself unable to resist watching her walk away. Her hips seemed to shimmy like a belly dancer. Moreover, if he looked closely, he could make out the pink thong beneath her white pants. God, she was sexy.

He glanced at the green numbers running along the caramel skin. Yes, this had actually happened. He had not dreamed the entire thing. So now what?

Rationally, he had to see this for what it was. Erika was invariably charming and flirtatious. Sure, she was far too gorgeous to actually date anyone in the program, but she was even sweet when turning a guy down. So she was only doing tonight's date to be nice. As such, he shouldn't get his hopes up.

Still, how many real opportunities would he ever get? If he made a good impression, maybe she might see him in a new light. He might not be a hunky lacrosse player like Hank Ferguson, but maybe if she got to see some of Ben's other qualities.... Maybe.

So how to impress a gorgeous woman? Ben hadn't the faintest idea. He racked his brain over the next couple hours, but came up with nothing. To be honest, he didn't know that much about her. How was he supposed to impress her if he didn't know what she liked?

The answer hit him as he set down his tray in the cafeteria. He'd been thinking too narrowly. Erika was, after all, a fellow college student. And what did virtually every student hear gripe about? Too few parking spaces and mediocre cafeteria food. He couldn't do anything about the former, but the latter....

His Uncle Rajesh had a house on the edge of town. Uncle Rajesh traveled a lot for work and was in fact out of the country for three weeks. But Ben had a key since he dropped by a couple times a week to check on the place and water the plants. And that meant Ben had access to a kitchen....

Ben hit the supermarket after his last class and stocked up. Everybody likes Italian, he figured, so he got the makings for a simple marinara, salad, noodles, and desert. He spent a couple hours starting the sauce and setting up the place. Wishing he had more time, he grabbed a quick shower and changed into a pants and dress shirt.

He called from the road to let Erika know he'd be at her dorm in 10 minutes to pick her up. She sounded cheery on the phone, which he hoped was a good sign.

 

[xTerrax]

Getting home, Erika began to see things through a more optimistic view. This was the first time in a while that she had gone along to a date. Normally, after all, she was too preoccupied with the extensive academic workload to even grasp the idea of going out. This couldn't have come by in a better time then - as the young woman had barely any assignments due. All things considered, she was as free as a bird.

That said, once she arrived to her dorm room, she made sure that any homework was done there and then. Afterwards, seeing as there wasn't much time, she took her shower and dressed up. However, there in her room, she began to think of what to wear. Obviously she had no idea what Ben had planned, so Erika was stuck there, in her underwear, deciding on what attire to go by. A cocktail dress might be too formal for the evening, but something along the lines of a hoodie just might be too casual for a date.

Luckily, by the time that Ben called, she had decided to go along with a dark blouse, matched with jeans. Nothing too spectacular, yet retaining some element of formality for a date. She was sure that her date was not to complain, as the blouse gave out just enough cleavage to compliment her endowed chest.

"Ten minutes? Perfect!" she said, answering the phone "I hope that you're looking forward to this as much as I am."

 

[saedo]

Ben pondered Erika's parting words on the phone as he approached her dorm. Could she really mean she was excited about tonight? The optimist in me certainly wanted to think so. The realist, however, recognized that she was most likely just being polite and nothing more. I was still debating which explanation to believe when I knocked on her door.

The door opened and I looked up to see Erika's smiling face. I looked up because Erika was wearing heels. They didn't appear to be super high, but our similar heights meant that even a few inches made a distinct difference.

In particular, I had the sensation that her breasts now rode just beneath my chin. In truth, they weren't quite that close. Still, having never been this close to those wondrous orbs before, I was distinctly cognizant of their presence.

"You look lovely," I said with a smile. I was focusing considerable mental energy on not letting my gaze linger on her luscious form. The small but deep hint of cleavage just above the top button of her blouse was like a black hole, inexorably drawing me in. I felt certain any chance I had with her would be dashed if I gawked at her the entire evening. Besides, it wasn't as if staring into that beautiful face wasn't temptation in of itself.

Erika tossed a goodbye to her roommate as she picked up her purse. I fell in step alongside her as we walked down the hall. Glancing at her sideways, I had to take pains not to devote excessive attention to the bounce of her breasts with every stride.

I explained my plans for the evening as I escorted her to my car, a dark blue Honda Civic.
"I planned something a little different for tonight. I have an uncle who lives in town, so I borrowed his kitchen and cooked for us tonight. I hope you like Italian."

 

[xTerrax]

Erika couldn't help but notice how cute Ben was. While she seemed to appreciate tall men, Ben height didn't bother her in the slightest, as his own mannerism and behavior made up for it. He had this certain characteristic, a je ne sais pas quoi to him. Well, they had the entire night, and Erika was determined to find out the most she could about him.

With a light hearted chuckle, she thanked him for this compliment. "Thanks, though I didn't really know what to wear..." Erika admitted truthfully. Within a minute, they were well on their way out of the dorm hallway as he brought her to his car. Of course, while the young woman had the tendency of being oblivious from time to time, she did however notice Ben's eyes as they walked. She cursed herself for not wearing more of a supportive bra, though was not bothered by the fact that he was looking.

"Oh, I love Italian!" the young woman confessed, and admired this spontaneous idea of his. After all, she knew full well that Ben did not have much time to plan the course of events. "I hope that I didn't cause you any trouble." she said, as Ben motioned her inside of the Honda.

 

[saedo]

I hope that I didn't cause you any trouble."


"Oh, not at all," Ben responded. Not entirely true, he recognized, but no reason to sound like he minded. "Living in the dorms, I don't get many chances to put my culinary skills to use. I actually like to cook. I learned this recipe in Italy. I spent part of my junior year in high school as an exchange student in Naples. "

The topic of foreign travel seemed to interest Erika, so Ben chatted with her about their various experiences all the way to his uncle's house. Once there, he escorted her inside.

At the kitchen, he first checked on the sauce, which he'd set out on a low simmer. Satisfied it hadn't burned, he turned to the rest of his preparations. The meatballs wouldn't require long to finish and the bread would probably need another 10 minutes in the oven plus a little cooling afterwards. "Dinner should be ready in about 20 minutes," he announced. "Please, make yourself comfortable.

" Also, would you like me to open a bottle of wine? My uncle has a fairly decent selection in his cellar if you'd like to pick out a bottle. "