Marie 'S Mind Control - 3
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My relationship with Marie was evolving rapidly. I got a strange, some may say perverted, kick out of manipulating my married woman to have sex with other men and she was now significant with her brother's shaver. I hadn't realized that I would so enjoy the betray experience until it happened. These daylight, I could have sex with Marie any time I wanted, so I found that getting her to let sex with former cat added some zest to our relationship. The only problem was that I wanted more and as with so many affair you desire, once you have them, you end up getting bored and want to try something new, something you perceive as unspoiled.
I wondered quite how far I could take this, even to the extent of trying to shape the sex life of other people. I found the belief quite stimulating and there were several people I would have loved to control ; the lone problem was that I didn't have admission to more of that drug. What I needed to do was get to see Paul again, but he didn't often get anywhere near where Marie and I lived. I definitely knew he still had a thing for Marie and wondered whether that might be an edge I could use to cajole him into letting me get a supplying of the drug. I pondered this for respective days and decided that the best way maybe for either Marie and I to go sojourn him, or even to transmit Marie on her own. He'd probably jump at the chance of spending a weekend with her as his own livelihood sex-toy. That still left the challenge of how to persuade him.
I decided to send Marie on her own, but that would hold to be at his invitation, or he might suspect something. Having clip alone with her, he might be more open to persuasion and let his guard down a bit. I set about planting the seeds and as Marie had already been conditioned to savor sex with him, I planted the idea in her head word that she had missed having sex with him and would therefore scratch line exchanging substance and electronic mail with him, send him aphrodisiacal pictures of herself. She would lead him up to the point where he might invite the both of us to visit.
Over the course of instruction of the side by side few weeks, Marie followed my conditioning to the varsity letter, starting off with a duet of simple email and building up to the level where she was exchanging schoolbook with him several metre a day. Eventually he messaged about what a shame it was that he couldn't get away and that we lived such a long space from him. Perfect.
I set the next phase of the plan into property and got Marie to differentiate him that I would be attending an IT group discussion and she would plan to arrive with me. Saul of Tarsus was caught and hoped he would ingest fortune to expend unaccompanied time with her while I was attending the conference.
It was still early on in her pregnancy, so I didn't have to care about Alice Paul finding out, but decided to juice things up a bit. During the time we were there, she would block that she is my wife and believe that she was in fact Paul's wife, spending her nights with him. I knew he would fuck her brains out, but by now I didn't charge. She was my slate to a supply of Paul's top-secret drugs.
The messaging continued and a couplet of weeks later, we packed our bags and headed to the airdrome. We had agreed to meet up for a dinner at a eating house Paul had picked out. I sent Marie on ahead to meet Paul at the restaurant and I changed at the hotel before heading over myself. Paul and Marie were already there waiting as the manager showed me to their mesa. It was amazing how seamlessly Marie seemed to sustain slipped into her new role as St. Paul's married woman, greeting me with a candy kiss on the cheek before taking her seat succeeding side by side him.
"It's so nice to see you again Pat, it seems like ages since we last saw you"
Marie was so convincing, it shocked me in a way, but I was hoping for the best.
The repast was pleasant, 3 friends chatting freely together, sharing the occasional joke and getting comfortable around each former again. At one full point Marie disappeared to the toilet, leaving Paul and me alone.
"Are you sure you don't mind me having this relationship with Marie ?"he asked, seeking reassurance.
"Why do you think I programmed her to think she's your married woman, Paul… enjoy having her to fuck, no problem"
"just yield in mind she's permanently horny so make sure you fuck her brains out ”, I said laughing.
"when is the conference over"he asked
"In 3 Clarence Shepard Day Jr., starting tomorrow"I replied
"Shame"he replied,"I would present anything to keep her recollective ”.
I saw the chance to get some purchase and jumped at it."How would you care to keep her till the end of the calendar week ?"
"Sure, I would spring at the chance, Marie is gorgeous and well out of my conference"
"There is one affair you could do for me though"
"what's that Pat ? ... if it's in my business leader, you got it"
"well, you know that drug you developed, I could use some more ”, I whispered, leaning in closer to him.
"That's a big request Pat, not sure I can stretch to that, I could go to jail if anyone found out"
"How about if I said you could hold back her for two weeks ? ”, I said, upping the anti
"What on terra firma would you use it for anyway, I mean you already have Marie where you wanted her, and you already know that you can get her to do anything"
"I know, the trouble is, St. Paul, there's this kick at work, who's always stealing my ideas and innovations and claiming them for her own. Now she's been made a manager and is always complaining to direction about my work… she's always making my life difficult, and I need to interchange that, and a couple more I can guess of ”. The whole chronicle was complete fiction, but it seemed to be plausible.
"So how many State are you thinking of ?"
"I don't know… maybe 3 or 4"
Paul gulped ,.
"You'd be doing me a huge party favor, Paul, seriously"I added
Paul pondered my request for a few instant, weighing up the chance of spending a couple of weeks fucking my wife and the jeopardy of being caught
"Look, he said, we've got an official demonstration kit, it's got 5 Zen in it… they work almost as effectively, but the result don't hold out anywhere near as long as the STD I gave Marie… they're likely to forget the conditioning and what they did within about a workweek"
"I could probably get one of those and make out I'd sent it off as a sample for somebody"
"It's also a lot simpler, this edition is taken orally, it's tasteless and untraceable, so there's no indigence to risk complicatedness. The injection version requires a sure know-how, but the demo tab are much wide-eyed ”.
"Deal ! ”, I whispered to him… I trusted wish it lasted longer, but I'll take on it"
"One Sir Thomas More thing…"I added,"Marie only has a specify number of outfits with her, so you'll have to guide her shopping and buy clothes"
"Ok, take on me after the group discussion and I'll let you have a demo kit… and don't worry, I'll reset her programming when I send her household"
At that full point, Marie returned to the table and our conversation resumed as normal, chatting over desert.
We said our bye and Marie left with Paul. Of course, there was no conference, so I just spent the 3 daylight hanging around in the hotel and doing a bit of specify sight-seeing. On riposte to the hotel, the telephone light was blinking and I after checking for messages, learned that a software package had been dropped off for me. I collected it and opened it in the secrecy of my room. There inside was an oblong box, similar in size to a case I had a brace of glasses. Inside was a strip of 5 item-by-item clear belch coterie, each containing just one pill together with a folded command note on how to use, possible side effects, etc. The unharmed thing looked very professional.
At the end of the finally day, I returned home plate. The remained of the 2 calendar week were killing and seemed to drag out by. Paul occasionally sending me a message, one was a picture of Marie, clearly laying on his bed, au naturel, sleeping, peg apart and cum leaking from her pussy. I missed her and this was more than I had initially planned, but the Price seemed Charles Frederick Worth it to get the extra acid. Now all I had to do was regain a worthy candidate to examine it on.
There was one particular neighbor, who lived across the road, a duad of houses down from mine. She was a hot blonde, I often noticed that she and her married man would frequently work on their face railyard, he would cut the grass and she would focus on the flush beds. She was Lester Willis Young, I estimated her to be in her mid-20s, one of those gymnastic types who, judging from her figure, would have been into aerobics and physical exertion at a gym somewhere. She often wore a tank top and boxershorts, which occasionally would reveal a decent cleavage when she bent forward.
I definitely felt attracted to her, but whenever we had spoken briefly in the past, she had always seemed to be unapproachable. This added to my impulse to try it on her. It just happened to be a really hot day, and I noticed that she was busying herself with weeding the flowerbed. I already had a jug of iced tea in the fridge and saw an opportunity to try and invite her over.
I hopped in the car and headed out as if going to the local anesthetic store, returning about 15 transactions later. I pulled up alongside their house and lowered the window on the rider side. She was kneeling on a rubber mat, prodding at the solid ground with a small tool. Her hair was tied back and there were beads of travail on her forehead.
"face like thirsty work"I said in a friendly, gay way.
She looked up, trying to make out who was addressing her
"It's me, Pat, your neighbor from across the road"
"Oh hi ”,"how are you today ?"she said, confining her response to a perfunctory greeting.
"I'm ok thanks, how are you ?"I responded,"it's a hot one today, remember to stay hydrous"
"I will, I was just about to go inside and drink some water"
"flavor, …"I said, testing the waters."I've got some frost tea in the fridge if you'd care for a field glass ?"
She peered into the car, trying to find whether I was just being some jerking trying to piece her up, or was genuinely just being the favorable neighbor.
"I'm fine thank you ”, she replied,"I don't want to be an inconvenience"
I pressed the point in time domicile
"No problem, looking at, I'll just park up and bring these groceries inside and pop back in a few minutes… and don't worry, you can take back the trash whenever it's convenient"
She nodded appreciatively
I pulled into my garage and headed for the kitchen. Taking the jug of iced tea, I poured out two glasses and topped them up with ice. I got the box of pill and popped one out of its bubble multitude, dropping one into one of the shabu. It fizzed and disintegrated as it floated around the top. Within minute it had vanished completely, a ace bubble all that remained as a trace. I added a fade of gamboge to her glass, to seduce certainly I didn't jumble them and headed over.
She was just wrapping up, quite sweaty, with beads of fret trickling from her forehead. She wiped her face with the dorsum of her hand. Her army tank top clung to her abdomen, the shoulder strap of her bra, somewhat grayed by the sudor, clung to her shoulders. Her kneecap were slightly soiled, the pelt indented where she had been kneeling.
I offered the glass to her and she took it from me, smiling as she politely thanked me.
"I'm Pat by the way, Pat Templeton, offering out my now spare hand"
"Pleased to come across you… I'm Jacy, Jacy Hemmings"
"Look, why don't we step inside, it's cooler there, I'll washout up initiatory if you don't idea ”, she offered, seeming to take in warmed slightly from her usual unreached nature.
We went into the firm via the garage, and she offered me a place at the kitchen table while she washed her hands. We continued having polite and neighbourly conversation over the future few minutes. I learned that her married man was a realtor and that she was a part-time administrator at a business district hotel. I grew relate that the drug didn't seem to be working, having already spent 10 minutes since she finished the chalk off. She had definitely been thirsty.
"face, I hope you don't idea, but I'm going to ask you to go now, I'm tired and going to go take a nap before wienerwurst gets menage ”.
Frank, I had learned was some 10 days elderly than her on his second marriage. I was right about her age though, at 25 she was definitely in her prime.
I got up to leave, wondering exactly how long it would take to kick-in and then I noticed she had closed her eyes and was sitting silently at the table.
"Jacy, can you hear my vocalization"
"Yes ”, she responded, her vocalism calm, almost a whisper.
"Your husband's called Frank, isn't he ?"
"Yes"
"who am I Jacy ?"
"You're Pat, my neighbor"
"Do you like Pat ?"
"He seems ok, he just brought me a tea, that was variety of him"
"and where are you right now Jacy ?"
"I'm habitation"
"Home is a safe place to be, nada bad happens to you here does it Jacy ?"
"Yes, home is a rubber post to be"
"So you're in a good property, and so you feel perfectly safe do n't you Jacy ?"
"Yes"
"So, you do n't mind answering a few motion, do you ?"
"No, I don't mind"
"How do you feel right now Jacy ?"
"Relaxed"
"Yes, relaxed is a nice feeling when you've worked so severely on your garden"
Jacy seemed to be well under the influence of the drug by now, so I decided to be a little more searching with my questions.
"How is your sex spirit ?"
"it's good"
"Do you enjoy sex ?"
"Yes"she responded without disinclination
"Yes, and you will protrude to enjoy sex even more after today, in fact you will start to palpate horny all the time"
"How often will you palpate horny ?"
"all the prison term"
"That's right Jacy"
"Do you roll in the hay your hubby ?"
"Yes, very much"
"well"
"and have you ever been treasonous ?"
"No, never, I would not do that"
"Jacy, you find that bra uncomfortable and hot, you feel the impulse to remove it"
Surprisingly, even in her semi-conscious centripetal state, she reached behind, unfastened her bra, and slipped the articulatio humeri straps down her arm, before removing it from her front. This was new, it meant although I hadn't planned on it, it seemed that I could get her to do things even without her waking first. Her breasts flopped devoid, the tank top clung to them, outlining their profile, her nipples now clearly visible.
"Now this is important, everything I tell you is going to look on-key to you, you are going to remember what I tell you as if it is fact"
"Do you realize ?"
"Yes"
"In future you will line up bras uncomfortable to wear and always prefer to not wear one"
"How do you feel about bra ?"
"they're uncomfortable ”, she replied
"yes, skillful"
"Now when you wake up you will not think twice about the bra in your hand because you took it off as it was uncomfortable"
"Why did you film your bra off in front of Pat ?"
"Because it was uncomfortable"she replied
"You will embark on to revel that people like to see you without a bra and will feel horny whenever anyone looks at your knocker"
"yes"
"You will remember that you have been strongly attracted to your neighbor, Pat for quite some time"
"How do you find about Pat"
"Strongly attracted to him"
"Yes, that's right, and you will recover you'll do anything to have sex with him"
"You will want to fuck him at every luck you get"
"What do you need to do with Pat ?"
"rich person sex with him whenever I can"
"good young woman"
"and you will find that sex with Pat is even dear than with your married man, in fact you will happen your husband less stimulating and only manage to cum when Pat is fucking you"
"yes"
"And you will keep this a privy from your husband because you don't want him to forget you"
"What will you do ?"
"Keep it a clandestine from my husband"
"Good"
"Now when I count down from 3 you will come alive up, you will find the iced tea refreshed you and you will no longer palpate fatigue, instead you will experience really randy and want sex"
I counted down from 3 and bit later, Jacy opened her eyes.
I turned to manoeuvre out the door, not really intending to, but to examine her programming, while the drug was still active in her system.
Jacy dropped her bra on the board, got up and came over to me, her handwriting resting on my arm
"You're not leaving yet, are you ? ”, she said
"I was about to, I thought maybe your hubby would be home soon"
"Not for a couple of hours… it's just…"she didn't continue, instead reached up, grabbed my fountainhead and kissed me. I kissed her back and our tongues searched each other out, the kiss becoming hungry, demanding.
"I want you"she whispered into my ear, a sense of urgency in her part,"I've always wanted you"
She took me by the hand and seductively looked at me, leading me silently out of the kitchen and up the stairs to her bedroom.
I pulled her to me, holding her and started kissing her again, my hand groped at one of her breasts. She moaned softly.
I pulled the scrunchie from her pilus and prospicient strands of blond tomentum cascaded down over her articulatio humeri and down her rear. It was exquisite, subdued, slick, a cancel tone of flaxen blonde. I was rock gruelling inside my shorts and her script went to work unfastening the clasp and zip, dropping them to the floor along with my boxers. My cock immediately bounced unloosen, standing severe and plumb line to my body, She seemed desperate to be fucked.
I pulled her strappy little army tank top up over her breast and off over her head, exposing her magnificent tits. Not as tumid as Marie's, but perfectly shaped, her dark nipples standing proud.
She tugged my t-shirt off, tossing it away, I pushed her firmly and she fell back onto the bed, I grabbed cargo area of her shorts and pantie and dragged them over her hips and off over her feet leaving her completely naked.
Her pussy was beautiful, a cut slit surrounded by puffy lips, it was glistening with her juices. A small strip of neatly trimmed blond haircloth just above, confirmed she was a natural blond. I parted her mortise joint and dived between her peg, licking at her, my lingua pressing into her sassing and up to her clitoris, circling it while simultaneously sucking at it. The olfactory property of her twat was slightly sweaty from the gardening and being trapped in her panties, but it tasted delightful. Jacy started whining and moaning, deep guttural moan, her body responding, her pelvis undulating, her breathing quickened, getting deeper, her puss cyclosis with juices that I endeavored to lap up. I continued tormenting her pussy, watching her breasts heave with her respiration, her oculus staring wide open. Her mouth was receptive displaying perfect landing strip of glossy gabardine teeth.
We kept this frantic activity up for several hour, her paw clasping my mind, when suddenly she clamped her thighs to my principal and wailed as an orgasm shuddered through every muscle in her body.
I climbed up the bed, lifting her ankles over my berm and plunged into her hot wanton puss, not wanting to waste sentence on a more docile seductive approach. The pent-up frustrations of Paul having my married woman to bonk had me prepare to fuck her hard and I was going to do just that. Her pussy was divine ; tight, warm, and silky and so wet. She screamed again, as I started to pound her, driving my cock deep inside. As I sped up and started to really hammer her, her hips started bucking up to mine, her gym-toned muscle working overtime to save up as we frantically fucked. I was taking my weight on my arms and knees, using the full power of my hips to thrust into her. We were both panting, almost breathless, gasping loudly for air, her moans were firm, louder, more urgent, when suddenly she cried out again and she crashed into a Major coming, her wall clamped around and milked my stopcock and a strong atomiser of her juices spewed out soaking my abdomen and thigh. I couldn't hold back and thrusting as far as I could into her, dumped countless pulses of cum cryptic inside her. I went dizzy, overwhelmed by the exertion and power of my own climax. I held myself inside her for as long as I could, my cock still twitching but finally collapsed onto her before rolling off to her side. We both lay there panting for breath.
She turned her head and looked at me
"oh my god, Pat… that was… that was amazing… I've never cum that unvoiced before ”. To be fair, I couldn't remember cumming that heavily either, no doubt I had, but it was mind-blowingly powerful.
The taboo of having just fucked my neighbor's gorgeous wife added to my sense of achievement, even if it had only been because of her programming. In that second, I wished it had been permanent. I looked at her, laying there naked, and admired her acrobatic body.
She rolled over towards me and kissed me passionately. I kissed her back and wrapped my weapon around her, holding her tightly.
"I've wanted this for so long, every time I've seen you, but you're married, and I didn't want to throw job for you"she said, gazing into my eyes… her own I noticed were a beautiful pale green.
"Me too, Jacy, I've seen you outside sometimes and always thought you were so aphrodisiac and desirable, but you too are married"
"I should go though ”, I said reluctantly,"I'm pretty sure your hubby will be back soon and you probably need a shower before he gets here."
I kissed her tenderly and dressed, my lust quenched for now. She lay there in bed, naked and exposed, and I left for my own home.
We fucked various more times over the future few twenty-four hours, sometimes at her house, sometimes at mine. The sex was incredible, sometimes she would cod me like a banshie, totally lost in her own Earth of orgasmic dreamland. One nighttime she even knocked at my room access quite late on, apparently her hubby had sex with her but left her cross and was now"sleeping like a baby"in her Word of God. I fucked her, pinned against the hall wall, satisfying her lust-fuelled defeat. I knew it was a risk but fucked her anyway.
Then one day I noticed her working on her garden and saw that she was wearing a bra again. I guessed that the effects of the drug were wearing off. I didn't handle too much, it had been great and besides, it was almost time for Paul to return Marie back to me.
I texted Paul and asked him how it was going. A few minutes later, my telephone buzzed with a message back from him."unbelievable time, she's insatiable… I'll send her rachis with a little something surplus ”. My hopes picked up, not exactly sure what he was sending, but I grinned as I knew it couldn't be a baby.
All seemed fine when she finally returned, life was hopefully going to get back to normal ; She didn't look any worse for all the fucking she'd no doubtfulness received. It turned out that Paul had sent her back with a software program for me. I went to the bathroom to spread it and inside was a belittled ampul, a couple of syringes, and an unsigned hand-written bank note. The note read"Use this one carefully, it's knock-down. ‘ hope I can"borrow"her again soon. By the way, expect an unexpected guest ”. I was thrilled at receiving the injectable version and wondered if he intended it for the fictional"manager"I had told him about. I was more curious about who was going to turn up as an unexpected guest.
We ate dinner as if nothing had changed and I quizzed her about whether we were expecting mortal, but she denied knowing anything. No dubiety Paul the Apostle had set something up but programmed her to not remember. As if by some twist of fortune, about a week later, Marie and I were at the supermarket when we bumped into Jacy, or rather she bumped into me. Marie was busybodied searching for something further down the aisle when Jacy came up, grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear"I miss you"before drifting away, looking back with a coy, girlie locution, trying her easily to avoid arousing Marie's suspicions. I looked at her incredulously, obviously the demo version had longer lasting effects than either Alice Paul or I anticipated.
Life has a noteworthy way of suddenly turning complicated and it reminded me of a verse that I once learned in school day, it went"oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we praxis to betray".