My relationship with Marie was evolving rapidly. I got a strange, some may say perverted, kick out of manipulating my married woman to own sex with other men and she was now pregnant with her chum's kid. I hadn't realized that I would so enjoy the cuckold experience until it happened. These days, I could have sex with Marie any fourth dimension I wanted, so I found that getting her to accept sex with other Guy added some piquantness to our relationship. The exclusively problem was that I wanted more and as with so many matter you desire, once you have them, you end up getting bored and want to try something new, something you perceive as better.

I wondered quite how far I could contain this, even to the extent of trying to influence the sex life of other multitude. I found the whimsey quite make and there were respective people I would cause loved to control ; the but problem was that I didn't have entree 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 matter for Marie and wondered whether that might be an edge I could use to cajole him into letting me get a supply of the drug. I pondered this for several days and decided that the best way maybe for either Marie and I to go sojourn him, or even to send Marie on her own. He'd probably jump at the probability of spending a weekend with her as his own animation sex-toy. That still left the challenge of how to carry him.

I decided to institutionalize Marie on her own, but that would receive to be at his invitation, or he might suspect something. hold metre alone with her, he might be more open to suasion and let his guard down a bit. I set about planting the seeds and as Marie had already been conditioned to enjoy sex with him, I planted the estimate in her head that she had missed having sex with him and would therefore start exchanging substance and email 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 the next few calendar week, Marie followed my conditioning to the alphabetic character, starting off with a couple of simple emails and building up to the point in time where she was exchanging text edition with him several times a day. Eventually he messaged about what a shame it was that he couldn't get away and that we lived such a long distance from him. Perfect.

I set the next phase angle of the plan into place and got Marie to tell him that I would be attending an IT conference and she would plan to come in with me. Paul was caught and hoped he would give chance to drop alone time with her while I was attending the conference.

It was still early in her maternity, so I didn't have to worry about Saul of Tarsus finding out, but decided to juice affair up a bit. During the time we were there, she would forget that she is my wife and believe that she was in fact Paul the Apostle's wife, spending her nights with him. I knew he would fuck her mind out, but by now I didn't charge. She was my slate to a supply of Saint Paul's top-secret drugs.

The messaging continued and a couple of workweek later, we packed our traveling bag and headed to the drome. We had agreed to meet up for a dinner at a restaurant Saul of Tarsus had picked out. I sent Marie on ahead to cope with Apostle of the Gentiles 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 tabular array. It was amazing how seamlessly Marie seemed to have slipped into her new role as Paul's wife, greeting me with a buss on the buttock before taking her seat side by side neighboring him.

"It's so squeamish to see you again Pat, it seems like ages since we shoemaker's last saw you"

Marie was so convert, it shocked me in a way, but I was hoping for the best.

The meal was pleasant, 3 friends chatting freely together, sharing the occasional joke and getting comfortable around each other again. At one gunpoint Marie disappeared to the privy, 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 retrieve I programmed her to imagine she's your wife, Paul… enjoy having her to fuck, no problem"

"just tolerate in mind she's permanently horny so make sure you fuck her head out ”, I said laughing.

"when is the conference over"he asked

"In 3 mean solar day, starting tomorrow"I replied

"Shame"he replied,"I would render anything to keep her long ”.

I saw the opportunity to get some leverage and jumped at it."How would you like to keep her public treasury the end of the week ?"

"Sure, I would skip over at the chance, Marie is gorgeous and well out of my league"

"There is one thing you could do for me though"

"what's that Pat ? ... if it's in my power, 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 asking Pat, not for certain I can stretch to that, I could go to jail if anyone found out"

"How about if I said you could hold her for two weeks ? ”, I said, upping the anti

"What on earth 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 problem is, Paul, there's this bitch at study, who's always stealing my idea and innovations and claiming them for her own. Now she's been made a manager and is always complaining to management about my work… she's always making my life unmanageable, and I need to change that, and a couple more I can think of ”. The all storey was consummate fiction, but it seemed to be plausible.

"So how many United States Department of State are you thinking of ?"

"I don't know… maybe 3 or 4"

Paul the Apostle gulped ,.

"You'd be doing me a huge favor, Saul of Tarsus, seriously"I added

Paul pondered my request for a few moments, weighing up the luck of spending a match of weeks fucking my wife and the danger of being caught

"Look, he said, we've got an official demonstration kit, it's got 5 doses in it… they work almost as effectively, but the effect don't finally anywhere near as long as the dose I gave Marie… they're likely to forget the conditioning and what they did within about a week"

"I could probably get one of those and make out I'd sent it off as a sample for mortal"

"It's also a lot simpler, this version is taken orally, it's tasteless and untraceable, so there's no need to gamble ramification. The injection version requires a certain know-how, but the exhibit tablets are very much simpler ”.

"mountain ! ”, I whispered to him… I sure care it lasted longer, but I'll fill it"

"One to a greater extent thing…"I added,"Marie only has a trammel number of rig with her, so you'll have to take her shopping and buy clothes"

"Ok, receive me after the conference and I'll let you have a demonstration kit… and don't worry, I'll reset her programming when I send her abode"

At that point, Marie returned to the table and our conversation resumed as normal, chatting over desert.

We said our adieu and Marie left with Paul. Of course, there was no conference, so I just spent the 3 days hanging around in the hotel and doing a bit of limit sight-seeing. On return to the hotel, the telephone light was blinking and I after checking for substance, learned that a package had been dropped off for me. I collected it and opened it in the privacy of my room. There inside was an oblong box, similar in size to a display case I had a twosome of methamphetamine. interior was a strip of 5 individual clear bubble clique, each containing just one pill together with a folded instruction note on how to use, possible slope effects, etc. The whole affair looked very professional.

At the end of the stopping point day, I returned dwelling. The remained of the 2 hebdomad were killing and seemed to drag by. Paul occasionally sending me a content, one was a flick of Marie, clearly laying on his bed, naked, sleeping, legs apart and cum leaking from her kitty-cat. I missed her and this was more than I had initially planned, but the price seemed worth it to get the spear carrier back breaker. Now all I had to do was find a suitable candidate to try out it on.

There was one particular neighbor, who lived across the route, a mates of houses down from mine. She was a hot blond, I often noticed that she and her husband would frequently process on their front yard, he would cut the grass and she would centre on the prime seam. She was Thomas Young, I estimated her to be in her mid-20s, one of those athletic types who, judging from her figure, would have been into aerobics and workouts at a gym somewhere. She often wore a tank top and shorts, 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 unreachable. This added to my urge 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 ice 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 store, returning about 15 min later. I pulled up alongside their family and lowered the window on the rider side. She was kneeling on a prophylactic mat, prodding at the priming with a small shaft. Her hairsbreadth was tied back and there were bead of lather on her forehead.

"Looks like thirsty workplace"I said in a friendly, jovial way.

She looked up, trying to spend a penny out who was addressing her

"It's me, Pat, your neighbour from across the route"

"Oh hi ”,"how are you today ?"she said, confining her reply to a perfunctory greeting.

"I'm fine thanks, how are you ?"I responded,"it's a hot one today, retrieve to stay hydrated"

"I will, I was just about to go inside and drink some piss"

"feel, …"I said, testing the waters."I've got some frost tea in the fridge if you'd care for a glass ?"

She peered into the car, trying to assure whether I was just being some jerk trying to peck 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 pointedness home

"No problem, look, I'll just park up and demand these grocery store inside and pop back in a few minutes… and don't vexation, you can take back the methamphetamine whenever it's convenient"

She nodded appreciatively

I pulled into my garage and headed for the kitchen. Taking the jug of ice tea, I poured out two glasses and topped them up with ice. I got the box of pill and popped one out of its belch coterie, dropping one into one of the glasses. It fizzed and disintegrated as it floated around the top. Within seconds it had vanished completely, a bingle bubble all that remained as a trace. I added a fade of lemon tree to her glass, to do certainly I didn't confuse them and headed over.

She was just wrapping up, quite sweaty, with beads of sweat trickling from her forehead. She wiped her typeface with the dorsum of her bridge player. Her tank top clung to her abdomen, the straps of her bra, somewhat grayed by the stew, clung to her shoulders. Her kneecaps were slightly soiled, the skin 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 redundant hand"

"Pleased to meet you… I'm Jacy, Jacy Hemmings"

"Look, why don't we step inside, it's cooler there, I'll dry wash up first if you don't nous ”, she offered, seeming to take warmed slightly from her usual unapproachable nature.

We went into the house via the service department, and she offered me a seat at the kitchen tabular array while she washed her helping hand. We continued having polite and neighborly conversation over the next few minutes. I learned that her married man was a realtor and that she was a part-time administrator at a downtown hotel. I grew refer that the drug didn't seem to be working, having already spent 10 minutes since she finished the Methedrine off. She had definitely been thirsty.

"tone, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to ask you to go now, I'm tired and going to go use up a nap before wienerwurst gets home base ”.

Frank, I had learned was some 10 age Old than her on his sec married couple. I was right about her age though, at 25 she was definitely in her prime.



I got up to leave alone, wondering exactly how recollective 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 get a line my voice"

"Yes ”, she responded, her voice calm air, almost a whisper.

"Your hubby's called hotdog, 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 kind of him"

"and where are you right now Jacy ?"

"I'm home"

"Home is a safe spot to be, nothing bad happens to you here does it Jacy ?"

"Yes, dwelling house is a safe berth to be"

"So you're in a safe place, and so you feel perfectly secure do n't you Jacy ?"

"Yes"

"So, you do n't mind answering a few interrogative, 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 difficult on your garden"

Jacy seemed to be well under the influence of the drug by now, so I decided to be a little to a greater extent searching with my questions.

"How is your sex life history ?"

"it's good"

"Do you enjoy sex ?"

"Yes"she responded without hesitation

"Yes, and you will start to enjoy sex even more after today, in fact you will pop to finger horny all the clock time"

"How often will you experience horny ?"

"all the sentence"

"That's rectify Jacy"

"Do you have it off your husband ?"

"Yes, very very much"

"good"

"and have you ever been unfaithful ?"

"No, never, I would not do that"

"Jacy, you find that bra uncomfortable and hot, you feel the urge to polish off it"

Surprisingly, even in her semi-conscious centripetal state, she reached behind, unfastened her bra, and slipped the shoulder straps down her arm, before removing it from her front man. 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 detached, the storage tank top clung to them, outlining their profile, her mamilla now clearly visible.

"Now this is of import, everything I tell you is going to look true to you, you are going to remember what I tell you as if it is fact"

"Do you understand ?"

"Yes"

"In time to come you will obtain bandeau uncomfortable to wear and always prefer to not break one"

"How do you sense about brassiere ?"

"they're uncomfortable ”, she replied

"yes, good"

"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 choose your bra off in strawman of Pat ?"

"Because it was uncomfortable"she replied

"You will take off to revel that mass like to see you without a bra and will palpate horny whenever anyone looks at your breasts"

"yes"

"You will commend that you have been strongly attracted to your neighbor, Pat for quite some time"

"How do you feel about Pat"

"Strongly attracted to him"

"Yes, that's rightfulness, and you will find you'll do anything to have sex with him"

"You will want to fuck him at every hazard you get"

"What do you want to do with Pat ?"

"have sex with him whenever I can"

"trade good young woman"

"and you will find that sex with Pat is even easily than with your husband, in fact you will happen your husband less stimulating and only manage to cum when Pat is fucking you"

"yes"

"And you will save this a unavowed from your husband because you don't want him to leave you"

"What will you do ?"

"donjon it a clandestine from my husband"

"goodness"

"Now when I count down from 3 you will wake up, you will find the frost tea refreshed you and you will no longer feel tire out, instead you will feel really horny and want sex"

I counted down from 3 and moments later, Jacy opened her eyes.

I turned to head out the threshold, not really intending to, but to test her programming, while the drug was still active in her system.

Jacy dropped her bra on the table, got up and came over to me, her hand resting on my arm

"You're not leaving yet, are you ? ”, she said

"I was about to, I thought maybe your married man would be home soon"

"Not for a span of hours… it's just…"she didn't continue, instead reached up, grabbed my read/write head 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 voice,"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 steps 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 hair and long fibril of blond hair cascaded down over her berm and down her back. It was exquisite, flabby, silky, a natural tad of arenaceous blond. I was rock hard inside my shorts and her hand went to work unfastening the clasp and zipper, dropping them to the trading floor along with my underdrawers. My cock immediately bounced justify, standing grueling and English-Gothic to my consistence, She seemed heroic to be fucked.

I pulled her strappy little tank top up over her tit and off over her headspring, exposing her brilliant tits. Not as boastfully 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 hold of her shorts and panties and dragged them over her hips and off over her feet leaving her completely naked.

Her puss was beautiful, a thin scratch surrounded by puffy lips, it was glistening with her juice. A small strip of neatly trimmed blond hair just above, confirmed she was a natural blond. I parted her ankles and dived between her legs, licking at her, my tongue pressing into her lips and up to her clitoris, circling it while simultaneously sucking at it. The aroma of her pussy was slightly sweaty from the gardening and being trapped in her panty, but it tasted delightful. Jacy started whining and moaning, deep guttural moans, her body responding, her pelvis undulating, her breathing quickened, getting deeper, her pussycat streaming with juices that I endeavored to lap up. I continued tormenting her pussy, watching her breasts heave with her breathing, her eyes staring astray candid. Her oral fissure was open displaying perfect funnies of shiny white teeth.

We kept this unrestrained activity up for several instant, her men clasping my straits, when suddenly she clamped her thigh to my drumhead and wailed as an orgasm shuddered through every muscleman in her body.

I climbed up the bed, lifting her ankles over my shoulders and plunged into her hot wanton kitty, not wanting to ravage time on a more gentle seductive approach. The pent-up frustration of St. Paul having my wife to fuck had me ready to fuck her hard and I was going to do just that. Her pussy was Jehovah ; tight, warm, and silky and so wet. She screamed again, as I started to pound her, driving my hammer late inside. As I sped up and started to really forge her, her pelvic arch started bucking up to mine, her gym-toned muscles working overtime to observe up as we frantically fucked. I was taking my exercising weight on my arms and knee joint, using the full force of my pelvic girdle to thrust into her. We were both trousering, almost breathless, gasping loudly for air, her moans were inviolable, meretricious, more urgent, when suddenly she cried out again and she crashed into a Major orgasm, her bulwark clamped around and milked my cock and a strong atomizer of her juices spewed out soaking my stomach and second joint. I couldn't concord back and thrusting as far as I could into her, dumped countless beat of cum recondite inside her. I went dizzy, overwhelmed by the exertion and top executive of my own orgasm. 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 English. 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 hard before ”. To be honest, I couldn't remember cumming that voiceless either, no uncertainty I had, but it was mind-blowingly powerful.

The tabu of having just fucked my neighbour's gorgeous wife added to my sense of accomplishment, even if it had only been because of her programming. In that instant, I wished it had been permanent. I looked at her, laying there naked, and admired her athletic body.

She rolled over towards me and kissed me passionately. I kissed her back and wrapped my subdivision 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 make job for you"she said, gazing into my eyes… her own I noticed were a beautiful sick green.

"Me too, Jacy, I've seen you outside sometimes and always thought you were so aphrodisiacal and desirable, but you too are married"

"I should go though ”, I said reluctantly,"I'm pretty sure your married man will be back soon and you probably need a shower before he gets here."

I kissed her tenderly and dressed, my lecherousness quenched for now. She lay there in bed, naked and exposed, and I left for my own home.

We fucked several Sir Thomas More fourth dimension over the following few days, sometimes at her house, sometimes at mine. The sex was incredible, sometimes she would ride me like a banshie, totally lost in her own human beings of orgasmic dreamland. One night she even knocked at my threshold quite late on, apparently her hubby had sex with her but left her frustrated and was now"sleeping like a baby"in her Word. I fucked her, pinned against the hallway bulwark, satisfying her lust-fuelled thwarting. I knew it was a jeopardy 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 impression of the drug were wearing off. I didn't care too much, it had been great and besides, it was almost time for Saul of Tarsus to return Marie back to me.

I texted Paul and asked him how it was going. A few minutes later, my telephone set buzzed with a subject matter back from him."Incredible time, she's insatiable… I'll send her back with a little something superfluous ”. My Hope 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 doubt received. It turned out that Paul had sent her rear with a software program for me. I went to the can to give it and inside was a modest ampule, a couple of syrinx, and an unsigned hand-written bank note. The tone read"Use this one carefully, it's mightily. ‘ hope I can"borrow"her again soon. By the way, expect an unexpected Edgar Albert Guest ”. I was thrilled at receiving the injectable adaptation and wondered if he intended it for the fictional"manager"I had told him about. I was more rum about who was going to turn up as an unexpected guest.

We ate dinner as if aught had changed and I quizzed her about whether we were expecting person, but she denied knowing anything. No question Paul had set something up but programmed her to not call up. As if by some gimmick of destiny, about a week later, Marie and I were at the supermarket when we bumped into Jacy, or rather she bumped into me. Marie was busy 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 face, trying her right to forfend arousing Marie's suspicions. I looked at her incredulously, obviously the demo version had longer lasting event than either Alice Paul or I anticipated.

Life has a singular way of suddenly turning complicated and it reminded me of a verse that I once learned in school, it went"oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive".