Dating the Girl with the X-Ray Eyes

 I guess I am posting two stories in one day, lucky you readers of my blog! This was a story that I thought of to be set in the same universe as my yet to be published novel that I will hopefully get around to publishing in the near future, The Eyes That See All, taking place in a world where a small minority of people, most of whom are female, have a rare genetic mutation that allows them to have actual x-ray vision, meaning that they get to see people naked! But then I thought of a great twist for this one that not even a person with x-ray vision would see coming! This will make a great extra bonus story for my novel set in the same world. The story involves CFNM, embarrassed nude male and only one naked. Enjoy!

Dating the Girl with the X-Ray Eyes
George could remember the first time he saw her. Her name was Marie and she had just arrived at school as a foreign exchange student from France. She was wearing a really short black skirt, a black top that clearly highlighted her massive breasts and stylish black sunglasses.
    "Have you seen the new exchange student, God she's hot," George said.
    "Yeah and she is totally out of your league," Lyle said as he shook his head. "There's no way some hot French babe like that is going to go for some nerd like you. She is probably used to dating all sorts of kinky European guys."
    As George stood there staring at Marie that was when he noticed that she looked over at him and lowered her glasses and appeared to smile and wink at him.
    "Oh my God, she just looked at me!" George said as he looked away and started feeling self-conscious. "And I think that she winked at me! What do I do?"
    "Like I said she is totally out of your league, so I would do nothing," Lyle said shaking his head. "And if she is wearing thick dark sunglasses like that how do you know she's not, you know, one of those girls?"
    "What are you talking about?"
    Lyle shook his head again. "Don't you follow the news at all?"
    "You mean one of those, what were they called, Xs?"
    "Yeah, a chick with x-ray vision!"
    "But isn't that supposed to be like a super super rare condition? You know that lots of girls wear sunglasses and don't have x-ray vision. I think there is only like one in 100,000 women who has that condition, so the odds that she is one of them I think is pretty slim."
    "I don't know buddy, she might be checking you out completely sans clothing right now," Lyle said with a laugh as he patted George on the back. "But hey if that doesn't bother you I say go for it."
    "You really think that she has x-ray vision?" George asked as he swallowed hard.
    Lyle shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know dude, I'm just messing you with you. I know how bashful you are, so I just thought I would fuck with your head."
    "But that's totally not funny!"
    "Are you saying that you wouldn't date a super hot French chick just because she can see through clothing? I mean yeah that would be pretty awkward and embarrassing, but I think it would be worth it because maybe you would get to see her without clothing, like actually undressed and not just looking through her clothing."
    "But you seriously think that she might have x-ray vision?"
    "Dude, calm down, like I said I was just screwing with your head, and it looks like it worked, so I'm glad I did that and will have to do it more often. Well have fun with that thought for the rest of the day, it's time for me to get to class."
    As Lyle ran off to class George stood there as Marie continued looking at him and began waving and smiling. He simply waved back to her, but as he saw her staring he suddenly put one of his books in front of his crotch and realized he was probably being paranoid. He also knew that he had to get to class and he didn't want to be late on the first day.
    As soon as he got to class he noticed Marie was sitting at the desk right behind him.
    "Hello," she said. "My name is Marie. You're that guy I saw in the hallway. What's your name?"
    "I'm George," George said as he shook Marie's hand.
    "It is nice to meet you George, and it was nice to see you," Marie said as she looked at him with another smile.
    "Nice to meet you too. What did you mean by it's nice to see me?"
    "What I mean is it was nice to see you in the hallway, you look like a really friendly guy and everything like that."
    "Of course, that's what I thought you meant. It was nice to see you as well, and nice to meet you."
    "Well I look forward to getting to know you better George."
    "Yeah me too," George said as he felt like he was probably blushing.
    "Are you nervous or something? You look like something is bothering you."
    "What me," George said as he pointed to himself. "No, it is just as the first day of school and everything, so you never know what to expect."
    Marie nodded. "I know it so difficult having all new classes and everything, and it's really difficult for me because I am in an all new country."
    Marie had such a sexy French accent that it was driving George and he was feeling even more self-conscious. He was not used to a really attractive foreign exchange student checking him out, or any woman for that matter.
    "Yeah that must be really difficult being at a new school in a new country, but if there is anything I can do to help you don't hesitate to ask. Welcome to America!"
    "Okay students everybody get quiet and eyes up front," the teacher said as he pointed to himself as Marie smiled once again as George looked forward.
    George could feel his heart beating wildly in his chest. Not only was an attractive woman actually talking to him, but she was sitting right behind him. But he couldn't help thinking about what Lyle had said. If she did have x-ray vision that means that she was sitting right there and staring directly at his naked backside all class long, and he could feel the goose pimples going all over his body, and then he felt even more self-conscious because if she could see through his clothing she could see that he was feeling embarrassed about it.
    As class went on George found it very hard to concentrate thinking about the fact that there might be a girl staring at him naked all class long. Towards the end of the class the teacher said that he was going to assign everybody lab partners.
    "George you will be with Marie," the teacher said as he wrote something down on a clipboard.
    "Well how about that," Marie said with a smile. "I guess we will be seeing a lot of each other."
    "Seeing a lot of each other, oh you mean in class," George said as he once again was thinking that she was looking at him naked.
    "Yes, what did you think I meant, I'm sorry if my English is not good," Marie said. "Maybe you could come to my house and you could help me study after school. What do you say lab partner?" Marie punched him playfully in the arm.
    "That sounds great!" George said, suddenly feeling that maybe he said that with too much enthusiasm.
    "I really like you George," Marie said. "I think I will enjoy seeing you in class every day."
    "Yes, and I you, I mean I will enjoy seeing you in class every day," George said realizing he almost said I would enjoy seeing you naked in class, but of course that would be absurd because in class everybody wears clothing and he couldn't see through her clothing.
    "Great, here's my address, maybe we can meet after school," Marie said as she handed him her address and phone number. "How about 5 o'clock?"
    "Sounds great," George said.
    "I look forward to seeing you then," Marie said as she tapped him on the shoulder with her hands in what seemed like a really affectionate manner before she once again looked at him, smiled and left the classroom.

    "Holy shit she actually wants you to go to her house after school, she totally has a thing for you dude," Lyle said in the locker room in gym class next period. "This is totally awesome and amazing. I mean who would have thought you, a shy and awkward nerd, you totally have a smoking hot French chick who wants to spend time with you."
    "I know it's pretty amazing isn't it," George said as he shook his head. "There is just kind of one thing that's bothering me a little bit."
    "A gorgeous Frenchwoman is attracted to you and something about that is bothering you? What on earth could possibly be bothering you about this great fortune that you have suddenly found yourself in?"
    "Well it's just, the sunglasses and everything," George said as he looked down at his feet that he was shuffling around.
    "Oh what, you mean the thing that I said earlier, dude I was just screwing with your head."
    "Well you may have just been screwing with my head, but I think you may have been right. She was just kind of like looking at me and smiling a lot."
    "But that doesn't mean she is seeing you naked, you know women look at men and find them attractive even with their clothes on dude."
    "You really think so, you really think that she is just sort of a normal regular everyday girl?"
    Lyle shook his head and put his hand on George's shoulder. "No dude I don't." He said it in a really solemn tone before looking up and laughing. "I mean she is a regular ordinary every girl who happens to be stunningly attractive! Dude you have hit the jackpot, stop doubting yourself. Don't turn down a great thing because of your crazy paranoia. And what if she is seeing you naked, you should be flattered that a hot girl wants to see you naked! You have to stop being so bashful around women or you will never make it with a woman."
    George nodded. "You know you are probably right, I am just being paranoid. I mean the odds are like one in 100,000 that she has x-ray vision, those odds are so small that it's not even worth worrying about."
    "That's the spirit, now go get her tiger," Lyle said as he smacked George on the back. "God how I envy you!"

    That afternoon George showed up at Marie's house but he felt his hands trembling when he went to ring the doorbell. Finally he managed to force himself to push the doorbell and a minute later she had opened the door and was standing there smiling.
    "George, how nice to see you again," Marie said as she looked him up and down. "I really like what you are wearing."
    "What I'm wearing," George said as he grabbed his clothing once again thinking that maybe that was some type of joke over the fact that she could see him naked.
    Marie nodded. "Yes you are very well-dressed George, I like what you are wearing. Did you think that I didn't mean what I said?"
    "No it's just, no of course not, thank you, I really like this outfit," George said once again feeling awkward and self-conscious. It was driving him crazy wondering whether Marie could see him completely buck naked now and he could have no idea one way or the other.
    "Well why don't you come in and I will give you a tour of the house," Marie said as George nodded and she started showing him around.
    "Where is the family that you are staying with?" George eventually asked at the end of the tour.
    Marie smiled. "They won't be home until really late, as they tend to work until nine or 10 PM, which is really great because I have the entire place to myself. We are all alone here and we have the whole place to ourselves."
    "That's pretty cool," George said as he adjusted the collar of his shirt as he saw Marie once again looking him up and down.
    "Is something making you nervous George, you always look like you are kind of nervous and uncomfortable?" Marie said.
    "No, nothing, I'm perfectly comfortable," George said.
    "Good, because I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable, I want you to make yourself as comfortable as possible here. Why don't we go up to my room so that you can help me study my science and my English?"
    "Sure, that sounds like a great idea," George said as he followed Marie upstairs as she closed the door behind them when they got into her room.
    George immediately started looking around the room for any signs that might indicate that she had x-ray vision. Then he thought that that was rather absurd, because what exactly would you be looking for to indicate somebody had x-ray vision? You couldn't exactly tell it by looking at their room unless they had something really obvious like a banner saying that they could see through your clothing, which if they had x-ray vision they probably wouldn't have, unless they were really being ironic about it. He had never been in a room of a woman with x-ray vision before, or any woman's room for that matter, now that he thought of it.
    "So what do you think of my place?" Marie said as she sat down on the bed and crossed her legs and stretched her arms making her breasts extremely prominent and pointing right at him. At that moment George desperately wished that he were the one with x-ray vision, because if Marie was this hot with her clothing on he couldn't even imagine how hot she would look with it off!
    "It's great," George eventually said, as he couldn't help but stare at her breasts.
    "My eyes are up here you know," she said pointing to her eyes as she stared directly at him as though she was undressing him with her eyes, which she very well might be!
    "Sorry, I mean I wasn't, I mean –" George began saying, now feeling intensely awkward. He felt that he had majorly fucked up and ruined things.
    Marie began to smirk and her face began to twitch when all of the sudden she grabbed her stomach and burst out laughing.
    George stood there uncomfortably, not exactly sure what to say.
    "Is everything okay," George eventually said.
    Marie stopped laughing and smiled. "You Americans are really funny."
    "Funny how?" George said.
    Marie shook her head. "You Americans are just so uptight about sex and everything. I don't care if you are staring at my breasts, in fact I'm flattered."
    "Really?" George said, suddenly feeling a little bit more relaxed.
    Marie nodded as she lifted her breasts with her hands and sort of shook them around and began laughing as the two of them started laughing together.
    "George it's okay, you don't have to be uptight around me about sex or anything like that," Marie said. "The fact is that in France and everywhere in the world guys look at women's breasts, there's nothing wrong with that and nothing weird about it, it's perfectly normal and natural and you shouldn't feel embarrassed about trying to scope out my bodacious knockers, is that the correct American term?"
    George nodded. "I think that's a pretty good way of describing them." The two of them had a laugh about that.
    Marie crossed and uncrossed her legs. "And it's not like women don't look at guys either, I like looking at you, I like seeing you in your, your outfit," she said with that last part hesitating and smirking once again. That hesitation brought back all of the nervous feelings that George had been having earlier. He knew he should try to say something to defuse the tension, but his nervousness got the better of him.
    "Do you have x-ray vision?!" George just suddenly blurted out as he covered up his mouth realizing too late that he had already said the one thing he knew he probably shouldn't have said.
    "Do I what?" Marie said sort of giggling and laughing in disbelief.
    "I'm sorry I didn't mean to just blurt it out like that," George said shaking his head. "It's just, well –" George started fiddling around with his fingers finding it hard to make eye contact with Marie.
    Marie burst out laughing.
    "What's so funny?" George asked.
    "Oh my God, all that time I was looking at you, when you placed that book in front of your crotch when I was staring at you from across the hall, you thought that I was basically just scoping you out naked," she said as she started pounding her fists against her bed sheets, kicking her feet up and laughing.
    George eventually started laughing with her. "So you don't have x-ray vision then?"
    Marie suddenly got really serious. "What if I did?"
    "What do you mean?" George said, now feeling once again extremely nervous and self-conscious.
    "What if I did have x-ray vision, does that somehow makes me less of a person? Does that mean I can't look at other people simply because I have a medical condition that I can't help?"
    George shook his head. "No, of course not, I'm not going to blame anyone for some type of characteristic that they have no control over. I don't want to make it seem like Americans are bigots or anything, because we are not, well some of us are, but I'm not one of those people."
    Marie smiled. "Calm down George, you should don't have to worry, I was just screwing with you."
    "Wait what?" George said. "You were just screwing with me? You mean all this time you didn't actually have x-ray vision?"
    Marie laughed.
    "Now what are you laughing about?" George asked, getting more frustrated.
    "No I totally have x-ray vision, I was just screwing with you because it's fun to see you get all awkward and uptight about things."
    "So you mean that right now you can see me –" George said as he suddenly covered his crotch with his hands.
    "If it bothers you I won't look, I don't want to violate your feelings of privacy," Marie said as she looked away and put her sunglasses back on. "I can understand if you don't want to be with me. George you can't tell anyone else about this. Why do you think I left France? Once someone finds out that you have x-ray vision there is a terrible stigma. Everybody thinks that you are a pervert, even though you can't help but see them the way they truly are. I tried to wear the sunglasses all the time so that I won't be constantly seeing people naked or as skeletons. You have no idea how difficult it is to have x-ray vision or the struggles that people like us go through. Sure it sounds great that you can see anyone naked all the time, but it's not like you can turn that ability off."
    As Marie looked away like she was about to cry that was when George came over and put his hand on her shoulder. "I don't think you're a pervert Marie, in fact I think you're a really wonderful girl. I am sorry if I wasn't understanding of your condition, or if I was being prejudiced towards you in any way, or judging you because of your condition. I'll admit that I felt awkward at the thought that you could see me naked, but I realize that you can't help it, so I can't be mad at you for that."
    "Really," Marie said as she wiped away a tear and hugged George tightly, pressing her breasts against his chest, and kissed him right on the lips. "I'm sorry, was that inappropriate?"
    George smiled. "No, that wasn't inappropriate at all."
    "So you are really not mad at me over the fact that I, well that I sort of took a peek at you without permission?"
    "Of course not, you totally couldn't help it and I was just being awkward and uptight. I guess it's just because people in America, we have like a Puritan heritage and we are more prudish about sex and everything, and we know that in France that, well it's France!"
    Marie laughed and smiled. "You know you are really funny George, and I have to say that you are also really freaking hot, with or without clothing."
    George began blushing intensely and was beginning to feel weak at the knees.
    "I'm sorry, I must have just so embarrassed you right now," Marie said as she laughed.
    "No it's rather flattering," George said as he stood there blushing. "I mean I just hope that I wasn't making you uncomfortable with the fact that you could, well you know the fact that you could see me completely –"
    "You didn't make me feel the least bit uncomfortable," Marie said as she once again smiled. "I just wish that you weren't so uptight and uncomfortable about your own naked body. Hell if you wanted to we are here all alone, you could totally get naked if you wanted to. But I suppose that would be weird, I know that you don't want to get naked. It must be just weird that I can see you naked without you even taking your clothing off!"
    "I suppose that's true," George said as he tried not to shake at the knees. "But, well, I guess you have already seen me already and you can't exactly unsee that."
    "That's true, so why don't you just take it all off," Marie said as she laughed.
    "You're, you're serious," George said swallowing deeply and feeling his heart ready to burst out of his chest.
    "No George, I don't want to do anything that you are uncomfortable with, if you want to keep your clothing on that's fine by me."
    George worked up every bit of courage in his body as he looked at Marie and smiled. "Well I suppose if you can see me naked even with my clothing on, then I guess it doesn't make a difference, now does it?" He began laughing really nervously.
    "Really, so you're going to get naked then?" Marie smiled wider than she had ever smiled before.
    George nodded. "Just give me a moment okay."
    Marie nodded as George very slowly took off his shirt, then his pants, and then finally his underpants, and laid them all down on the floor in front of him as he stood there blushing furiously and trying to cover himself up.
    "You know you look even better when I don't have to look at you through your clothing," Marie said as George felt all of the blood rushing to a certain area of his anatomy.
    "You know I wouldn't feel uncomfortable if you got naked as well," George said as he laughed nervously.
    Marie pointed to herself and laughed.
    "What is so funny?" George asked, once again feeling incredibly self-conscious, as though he were being laughed at.
    "Well George it is different for me," Marie said. "I already knew what you look like naked, so this is not like a revelation or anything. But women even in France tend to be a bit more modest than you think. I know I said not to be uptight about your sexuality but, well it's different in my case because I had a medical condition. I couldn't help but see you naked. But you don't have x-ray vision do you?"
    "Well!" George said before he started laughing. "No, I totally don't. I'm sorry I must sound like a pervert now trying to manipulate your medical condition to try and get you out of your clothing. I'm sorry Marie, I didn't mean to –"
    Marie shook her head. "No no, it's totally okay. Wow you are sure blushing a lot!"
    "You want I should put my clothing back on?" George said, now feeling excitement all throughout his body.
    "No!" Marie shouted with great enthusiasm before the two of them began laughing. "Why don't you just stay naked and, you know we can hang out. But I can see part of you is already hanging out." George covered up his genitals as Marie laughed. "So let's study."
    Once George regained some of his composure he found strangely enough he and Marie started talking about all sorts of different things, like the differences between life in America and life in France, particularly for what it was like with her having to live with the stigma of a woman with x-ray vision.
    "You know they say us guys are the perverts but it turns out that more women have x-ray vision than men by a factor of 10 to 1, or maybe even 100 to one by some accounts," George said as he noticed from the Cheshire cat clock on her wall that it was getting late.
    "What, are you calling me a pervert?" Marie said as she stood there with her hands on her hips.
    "I wouldn't dream of it!" George said as the two of them laughed.
    "Well I am a bit of a pervert, we all are," Marie said. "But it's getting late and my American family will probably be home soon, so I suppose you might as well get dressed now. But George you can't tell anyone about my condition. Promise me you won't tell anyone."
    "I swear Marie that I would never tell anyone and out you on your condition, which you so bravely have lived with."
    "Oh George you're the best," Marie said and George felt a tingling going through his body as he felt Marie's clothing brushing up against his naked body as she came in for a hug.
    George quickly got dressed and went home and began furiously masturbating to the situation that he had found himself in. He couldn't believe that he spent the entire afternoon completely buck naked in front of a gorgeous foreign exchange student.
    "I know I promised not to tell, but Lyle is my best friend and I am sure that he won't tell anyone," George said as he picked up the phone and began dialing. "Yeah Lyle, remember that thing you were joking about before, well I have something to tell you and you're not going to believe it."

    The next day at school.
    "Hey everybody it's the pervert with the x-ray eyes!" Jake said as he pointed at Marie in the hallway.
    "Lyle you said you wouldn't tell anyone," George said as he grabbed Lyle.
    "I'm sorry it just slipped out when I was chatting with the guys earlier," Lyle said. "They just couldn't keep their big mouths shut, I'm sorry."
    That was when Marie started walking towards them.
    "Shit I am in trouble now," George said as he looked away.
    "George can we talk," Marie said as she approached him as everyone started oohing and ahhing at them.
    "Marie I have something to say and I want everybody else to hear it," George said as he looked at the crowd gathering around them. "I don't care that Marie has x-ray vision. You know what Marie is a person just like all of us and she can't help the fact that she has a medical condition. So okay she can see us naked, it's not like she wants to see us naked all the time, but that's just part of her condition. In fact I don't mind the fact that she saw me naked even without my clothing on."
    Several people in the hallway began snickering and laughing.
    George looked at Marie. "Marie I am sorry that I told everybody about your condition, and if there is anything that I can do for you to make it up to you all you have to do is say the word."
    A long moment of silence followed as everybody stared at the two of them.
    "George I have to admit that I have something to tell you and I don't know how you are going to take it," Marie said. "The fact is I don't have x-ray vision."
    George shook his head. "No Marie, it's okay that you have x-ray vision, it doesn't make you a pervert. In fact you should be proud that you have an ability that the majority of people don't have and would really like to have. You may be a minority but that just makes you better. And if anyone ever gives you any trouble about being a woman with x-ray vision tell them to come and see me."
    Marie shook her head. "No George, I mean it, I really don't have x-ray vision. Here if you don't believe me look at my eyes, you know that women with x-ray vision have a discoloration in their eyes indicating that. Take a good close look."
    Marie took off her sunglasses and George stared her right in the eyes and realize that her eyes were perfectly normal.
    "Wait a minute, so you really don't have x-ray vision?!" George said. "But what about the sunglasses?"
    "Millions of people wear sunglasses and don't have x-ray vision," Marie said. "There is nothing unusual about wearing sunglasses, especially stylish ones like the ones I got in France."
    "So you mean the other day when I got undressed for you and spent the afternoon naked in your room while you were fully dressed –" George said as Marie stood there smiling and nodding as everybody stared at them and began laughing. "Okay now I am feeling really awkward. Why would you lie to me like that Marie?"
    "I'm sorry George, but I was just kind of screwing around with you. You seemed so convinced that I had x-ray vision I just thought I would run with it and I never thought you would take your clothing off like that. I have to say though it was quite amusing and I will certainly never forget that."
    George found himself blushing as everybody standing around them began laughing at the top of their lungs.
    "So does this mean we are still together?" George said.
    Marie shook her head. "No George, I'm afraid it doesn't. I realize that I manipulated you into doing something really embarrassing, so maybe I am really a bit of a pervert. But the fact is you thought that I had some type of secret condition and you betrayed me by telling everybody, which shows that I cannot trust you either. If neither of us can trust each other this relationship wouldn't work."
    George shook his head. "I don't care if you're a pervert Marie, I'm a pervert too, if you want we can both get naked together! See, I told you not all Americans were uptight repressed prudes."
    Marie shook her head. "Goodbye George, I will always remember you as the first guy that I ever saw completely naked. For what it's worth I thought that you were quite attractive. Too bad you can't be trusted, well anyway I will see you in class, albeit with your clothing on."
    As the bell began ringing and everyone started clearing out the hallway George turned to Lyle as he was shaking his head.
    "Damn dude, she got to see you completely buck naked and you didn't get to see her and now the entire school knows it," Lyle said. "I thought I was good at screwing with your head, but God damn, that Marie is really pretty amazing isn't she? French chicks, wow, am I right?"
    George nodded and smiled. "You don't know the half of it buddy, you don't know the half of it."
    As George went into class and sat down in front of Marie, even knowing that she didn't have x-ray vision and that their relationship was over, he knew that she could still picture him naked anytime she wanted, and just the fact that she may be doing just that put a smile on his face so wide that he didn't even care that he never got to see even so much as her boobies, and for some reason that made it even more special.
    George shook his head and whispered. "Damn."