PLASTIC

Chapter Two

Ari was good at a lot of things. He was smart. He was charismatic. He had a very successful cosmetic surgery practice and he was considered generous by many. One thing he was not good at was personal intimate relationships. A bevy of women was always throwing themselves at him because he possessed a body designed by the gods. His lips were just the right shape and the right size. If there was such a thing as perfection, he fit the description to a T.

When little birds found out he was a doctor, he could do no wrong. Every woman pictured herself hooking the successful doctor, but what they didn't understand was that he had no desire to be locked in any relationship that lasts more than 10 hours tops. Ari had a serious pet peeve about hooking up with a woman only two times at the most. He didn't want to get trapped in a relationship.

As he pulled up to his hook-up spot, the leggy blonde sitting in the passenger seat of his new yellow metallic gold 2018 Porsche 911 Turbo S Exclusive Series looked yummy enough to eat. He really could care less about the bird that decided to enjoy his company for the evening. Ari couldn't even remember her name. He liked the way she looked in his car. It was sexually arousing for him to see such a sexy model sitting in the passenger seat. He made up his mind to take her to his f**k pad when he saw her at the club.

Pulling the car into the secured garage, he led her into the apartment and tried to slow her down as she jumped on him the moment they walked through the door.

"Hold up sweetie," Ari stated with a languid chuckle as he stopped her attempts to undress him.

"What's wrong?" She looked at him cluelessly.

"I need you to sign a consent form." He stated without hesitation.

"What do you mean by sign a consent form?" The nameless bird asked as if he were speaking a foreign language.

"I don't f**k any woman until you first sign a form stating that this is consensual and that you were not forced or under any influence when we have sex." The look on his face was priceless. Ari was 100 percent serious. So many women were crying r**e, so he had his lawyer prepare a consent form. He did not want to get caught in any traps. He also asked to see a valid driver's license or state issued ID. His friends told him he was crazy until one of them found themselves in court with an ex who screamed r**e after they broke up.

"Are you serious?" She asked him as he handed her the form and requested her ID.

"Sweetie, if you don't want to sign it that's fine by me. I can get you an Uber home or where ever you want to go." He gave her a lazy smile.

"f**k this. I don't need an asshole like you accusing me of something I would never do!" She screamed and threw the papers in his face. Ari just smiled and escorted her to the door. He paid for her to dropped off at the club where they met. The bird was screaming and cursing him the entire time. From his experience, girls like her were the ones to avoid. Nobody got mad if they didn't have any malicious intent. A few ladies even laughed and told him he was smart for getting a signature first.

He fell on the couch. It was his intention to be deep inside the blonde. She looked like she might be good for a couple of hours of some hardcore f*****g. His d**k got hard just thinking about her and what he wanted to do to her. Ari turned on the huge flat screen in the living room. He found a porn channel and began to take care of himself. The longer he stroked the more he wanted to feel a release, but it refused to come.

For some reason, he started thinking about the new girl who walked into his house a couple of days earlier. She was way bigger than any woman he ever screwed, but she was unquestionably beautiful. The house party was sort of a mixer for his clients. He was about to shut it down when she walked in with the receptionist who had worked for him for five years.

Samantha introduced Chanel Alexis Taylor or Cat to him as her friend from her hometown in Arkansas. When she opened her mouth and spoke, he was caught off guard by the sexy southern accent that tickled his ears. Her cuteness and the way she giggled during the conversation made him get hard enough that he thought he would pop. She had the most pleasant demeanor he had ever seen. Anyone could tell she was not from the area. He made a comment that made her laugh and she lightly lay her hand on his forearm. The little response she made and the way her naturally big breast moved up and down was not lost on him.

"Ari quit it." She smiled with a sweet silky southern drawl. Even though she was definitely nowhere near his league, something about her sweetness and pureness turned him all the way on. She and Samantha left him to move around the room and mingle. As he was standing there he found himself assessing her curves. Samantha and her friend walked around and enjoyed conversations with different people. The friend was quite intellectual. She was able to hold a conversation with many prominent and wealthy people. Everyone appeared to love her southern charm and tantalizing laugh. As he watched her glide around the party unaware of her charm, he felt a desire building up for her.

True to form, Ari loved anything that was new and shiny. Had he seen her every day, he was sure he would not notice her. Because she was new to the area and this scene, he wanted her. She was wearing a red form-fitting dress, silver jewelry, and silver heels. Just the vision of her made him crazy. These thoughts were all he needed to push him over the edge. He was there for a few hours jerking off to the memory of the conversation they shared and the vision of her curves. He could not believe he was turned on by an overweight black chick.

Even though he liked to hook up with women of all colors who were tall, slim, and dazzling, he never felt any attraction to women who were overweight or obese. It just wasn't his thing. The more he thought about it, the more he reasoned that as soon as the new wore off she would just be another bird.

When he couldn't get another drop out of his body, Ari cleaned up the mess he made. Visualizing Cat made him c*m harder than he had in a while. He felt as light as a feather. He checked to make sure his security system was on and went to take a shower. The bed felt amazing to him. "Ari quit it." Damn, he could hear her voice and couldn't stop thinking of her. He drifted off to sleep with a new bird in mind.

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