Almost afraid to ask, Mike swallowed hard. "So, what would have happened to her long term in the former scenario?"
Frowning, Melody replied, "Very likely, she would have been unable to have a normal relationship for a long time with anyone, even you, hypothetically. The few relationships she would be able to have would have probably turned abusive, which would've only pushed her farther down the path of blaming herself. I believe your modern world refers to this as 'battered wife's syndrome,' yes?"
"But she is able to have normal relationships now, right?"
"Yep. Just get her that pepper spray and Taser and she'll be good to go," Melody said with a laugh.
Mike chuckled. "That's a relief. So how do we help her move forward? How soon would it be long enough for her to start looking for a real relationship?"
"Honestly, almost immediately. She's completely over Stephen and loves being friends with the two of us. Seeing our relationship has given her confidence that such a bond can and does exist, and she's now determined to find it for herself."
"She always has been tough," Mike mused. "Does she currently know anyone who would fit the bill? Someone that we might be able to nudge her towards?"
"Let me see…" Melody closed her eyes in concentration. "There is Stuart, your tuba friend. He's had a secret crush on Darcy for quite some time, but she's never been single at the right time. He also figured she would want you over him any day, though my existence might convince him otherwise."
Considering this possibility, Mike smiled. For all of his quirks, and the fact that tuba players were essentially frat boys that never grew up, Stuart was definitely a good guy deep down. In one instance, a mutual friend of theirs was bragging to Stuart and Mike on the college band bus about how he was so over his girlfriend, but was waiting until after Spring Break to end it. In his words, he wanted one last week of solid banging to remember her by. Stuart immediately lit into him, calling him a pussy and not a real man. He reminded this guy of how much guys hate it when girls play mind games and don't say what they really want, and that he would be no better than those girls by doing what he was talking about. That exchange told Mike everything he needed to know about Stuart as a person.
"Stuart… would be good to her. And good for her," Mike replied.
"Great! I assume you still don't want to use any magic to get them together?"
"Correct," Mike said. "First, we'll introduce you to my other friends in the ASO, Stuart included. That'll get him thinking that he doesn't have to worry about me as competition. Would confidence be an issue for him?"
"Maybe a little, but I doubt it, once he knows you're no longer single," said Melody.
"Ok, cool. Now what about Darcy? Would she be interested in him?"
"At this point, he's not really on her radar, though that would easily change under the right circumstances," Melody speculated. "For example, if she sees him interacting with me in the same way that you do, playful yet respectful, I bet she would definitely start to feel a strong attraction for him."
"Nice. That'll also be a good angle for me to convince him to ask Darcy out. You two have quickly become good friends, and girls love guys that treat their girlfriends well," Mike continued.
"If our careers turn south, we could always go into matchmaking," Melody said with a laugh.
Picking his phone, Mike sent a group text message to Darcy, Seth, and Stuart asking them over Sunday evening. The text said he wanted to feed them and play some video games with them as thanks for their help in his audition preparation, though it was really the setup to introduce the guys to Melody. This just might give Stuart the kick in the ass he needs to ask Darcy out.
As he finished sending the message, Melody's voice came from the bed behind him.
"Mike…"
Slowly turning, he was instantly speechless at what he saw. Melody was kneeling up tall on the bed, suddenly dressed in some of the most eye-popping lingerie Mike had ever seen. Her torso was enveloped in a tight, black corset, which caused her amazing tits to seemingly defy gravity. The corset itself blended seamlessly with her lacy black panties, and accentuated her milky white skin beautifully. Small strips of fabric extended from the bottom of the corset and down her toned legs, connecting to a set of long, soft stockings. A pair of shiny black pumps completed her outfit.
Melody kneeled near the edge of their bed, keeping her hands behind her back and subtly thrusting her chest out. With an innocent look on her face, she said, "You were so sweet yesterday. Fighting off that disgusting man, taking such good care of me. You were quite the hero. But you never received your… hero's reward."
As he slowly approached her, she ran her hands down his chest before slipping his T-shirt up and over his head. Caressing his chest and clean-shaven neck, she kissed his cheek softly before whispering in his ear. "My hero…"
He wrapped his arms around her, kissing her lips passionately. She returned the kiss with reckless abandon, running her hands through his fine, blonde hair, causing him to moan in pleasure. Parting her lips from his, she began to kiss her way down his neck and chest, slowly approaching his pelvic region. Looking up at him with lust and desire in her emerald eyes, she gently slipped her fingers into the waistband of his gym shorts and slid them to the floor.
With his hardened cock now pointing directly at her, she smiled wickedly and slowly began to stroke it as he stood by the bed. Kissing his tip sweetly, she then moved to the base and slowly licked the entire length of his shaft. Finally reaching the tip again, she started back down his cock, taking him into her mouth as she did so. Mike marveled as she worked him just as masterfully as she had in the very first blowjob she had ever given him, his new larger size not hindering her for even a moment. She swirled her tongue around him as she continued to engulf him into her mouth, finally arriving at the base of his cock, deep throating him in the process.
The sensations were unbelievable for Mike; no girl had ever done this to him before. The back of Melody's throat contracted around him, squeezing the head of his cock as she held him there. He was momentarily worried that he might choke her, but soon remembered that nothing bad would happen to her if he didn't want it to. She began to suck and bob her head at a steady pace, keeping her tongue firmly planted on the underside of his shaft. An occasional swirl as she approached his head, and Mike was already nearing climax. Trying his best to warn her, she was undeterred, reaching around to grab his ass cheeks as she accelerated, essentially fucking him with her mouth. Nearing the point of no return, Mike leaned over, steadying himself with his hands gently on Melody's back, and finally exploded, spraying his hot load of cum down her throat with a growl of ecstasy.