At that moment, if Jon were given the choice, he would have swept Scarlett into his arms and carried her away, far away from the craziness of Hollywood, and into a blissful future with him alone. The feelings that swelled in him as he kissed the starlet, the passion that fuelled his embrace, was far more profound that he could have ever anticipated. He'd had many romantic encounters in the past few days, but this was something more. Maybe it was love.
Jon knew, however, that it was all a lie. Not the feelings, no those were true. Truer than he'd ever dreamed. No, the choice was a lie.
Thanks to his wish the previous day, Jon would never be able to choose the simple life, settling down and raising a family with Scarlett. Jon's life was on a new trajectory, one that was propelled by what would be a constant stream of choices to advance his career, being forced to ignore what his emotions told him. Sure, he might be able to stay with Scarlett for a while, but as soon as an opportunity arose for him to make a career move...
Jon pushed the thoughts from his mind and focused on the moment. Here he was, kissing one of the most beautiful women in the world, one that he had discovered he adored, so why not enjoy it? He had no idea how long he would be able to stay with Scarlett, how long this relationship would last, so he would treat every moment as it if was the last.
Scarlett's hands, having been focussed on Jon's new breasts, now began to explore his body. This was the first time the two had been intimate with each other, at least alone. The other night's escapades with Candy had been the stuff of legend, but there was something missing. The closeness of two lovers, the sweetness of discovering each other both physically and emotionally, this was something Jon had never experienced.
The blonde's hands crept down Jon's back, both latching onto his behind, pulling him into her. She began to grind against his now fully erect penis. Jon took this as a cue and helped the woman disrobe. Then, both standing completely naked, mirror images of each other with the exception of genitalia, they climbed onto the hospital bed and gently began to make love.
There was hunger in their love-making, but there was more. There was a generous spirit as well, each lover tending to the other, anticipating the other's needs, as if they could read each other's minds.
That's silly, Jon thought, giving just the right gentle thrust into Scarlett, we look alike, but we're not really the same.
But something in him began to doubt. He looked like her, he sounded like her... had the wish done something more to him to give him this life? As she moaned, a shiver ran up his spine. As she shuddered, Jon got goosebumps. He knew just where to touch her, and she him.
Before he could explore the thought further, a mind-blowing orgasm hit the pair, Scarlett collapsing on top of Jon, causing him to wince from the pressure on his sensitive breasts. She jerked away immediately, as if she knew the pain she had caused him, gently caressing his nipples as an apology.
Jon stared into Scarlett's eyes, which was like staring into a mirror, as they both fell softly into post-orgasmic slumber, feeling the warmth of her naked embrace as he went.
