My kinship with Marie was evolving rapidly. I got a strange, some may say perverted, kick out of manipulating my wife to stimulate sex with other men and she was now pregnant with her Brother's tike. I hadn't realized that I would so enjoy the cuckold experience until it happened. These days, I could cause sex with Marie any time I wanted, so I found that getting her to suffer sex with other hombre added some zest to our human relationship. The only job was that I wanted more and as with so many things 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 submit this, even to the extent of trying to charm the sex lifespan of other people. I found the feeling quite stimulating and there were several mass I would bear loved to ensure ; the only if trouble was that I didn't have access to more than 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 inveigle him into letting me get a supply of the drug. I pondered this for respective mean solar day and decided that the best way maybe for either Marie and I to go visit him, or even to send Marie on her own. He'd probably jump at the chance of spending a weekend with her as his own living sex-toy. That still left the challenge of how to sway him.

I decided to send Marie on her own, but that would receive to be at his invitation, or he might distrust something. experience time alone with her, he might be more open to thought and let his guard down a bit. I set about planting the ejaculate and as Marie had already been conditioned to savor sex with him, I planted the idea in her head that she had missed having sex with him and would therefore jump exchanging content and emails with him, send him sexy pictures of herself. She would head him up to the point where he might invite the both of us to visit.

Over the course of the succeeding few weeks, Marie followed my conditioning to the varsity letter, starting off with a couple of dim-witted email and building up to the item where she was exchanging textbook with him several times a day. Eventually he messaged about what a pity it was that he couldn't get away and that we lived such a hanker distance from him. Perfect.

I set the next phase of the design into place and got Marie to secernate him that I would be attending an IT conference and she would plan to come with me. Paul was caught and hoped he would have chance to expend only fourth dimension with her while I was attending the conference.

It was still early in her pregnancy, so I didn't have to vex about 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 Apostle of the Gentiles's married woman, spending her night with him. I knew he would fuck her brains out, but by now I didn't forethought. She was my just the ticket to a supply of Paul's top-secret drugs.

The messaging continued and a mates of hebdomad later, we packed our bags and headed to the airport. We had agreed to meet up for a dinner party at a restaurant Paul the Apostle had picked out. I sent Marie on ahead to meet Paul at the eatery and I changed at the hotel before heading over myself. Paul and Marie were already there waiting as the managing director showed me to their table. It was amazing how seamlessly Marie seemed to have slipped into her new character as Paul's wife, greeting me with a kiss on the cheek before taking her seat next adjacent him.

"It's so courteous to see you again Pat, it seems like years since we stopping point saw you"

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

The meal was pleasant, 3 protagonist chatting freely together, sharing the occasional gag and getting comfortable around each former again. At one full point Marie disappeared to the lavatory, leaving Saul of Tarsus 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 cogitate she's your wife, Paul… enjoy having her to fuck, no problem"

"just bear in mind she's permanently horny so lay down sure you fuck her brains out ”, I said laughing.

"when is the league over"he asked

"In 3 days, starting tomorrow"I replied

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

I saw the opportunity to get some purchase and jumped at it."How would you care to keep her till the end of the week ?"

"Sure, I would jump at the hazard, 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 postulation Pat, not indisputable I can stretch to that, I could go to jail if anyone found out"

"How about if I said you could keep 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 job is, Paul, there's this beef at study, 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 management about my work… she's always making my lifespan difficult, and I need to change that, and a couple more I can mean of ”. The whole taradiddle was complete fiction, but it seemed to be plausible.

"So how many doses are you thinking of ?"

"I don't know… maybe 3 or 4"

Paul the Apostle gulped ,.

"You'd be doing me a Brobdingnagian party favor, Paul, seriously"I added

Paul pondered my request for a few moments, weighing up the luck of spending a couple of calendar week fucking my married woman and the endangerment of being caught

"Look, he said, we've got an functionary demonstration kit, it's got 5 Cupid's itch in it… they work almost as effectively, but the results don't last anywhere near as long as the dose I gave Marie… they're likely to leave the conditioning and what they did within about a workweek"

"I could probably get one of those and take a crap out I'd sent it off as a sampling for individual"

"It's also a lot simpler, this version is taken orally, it's tasteless and untraceable, so there's no pauperization to chance complication. The injection rendering requires a sure know-how, but the demo tablets are practically simpler ”.

"Deal ! ”, I whispered to him… I trusted wish it lasted longer, but I'll take it"

"One more thing…"I added,"Marie only has a limit bit of outfits with her, so you'll have to take her shopping and buy clothes"

"Ok, play 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 home"

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

We said our goodbyes and Marie left with Apostle Paul. Of course, there was no league, so I just spent the 3 twenty-four hours hanging around in the hotel and doing a bit of limited sight-seeing. On return to the hotel, the telephone brightness level was blinking and I after checking for messages, learned that a software 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 sizing to a face I had a yoke of glasses. Inside was a funnies of 5 individual clear bubble pack, each containing just one anovulant together with a fold education musical note on how to use, possible side effects, etc. The whole thing looked very professional.

At the end of the last day, I returned home base. The remained of the 2 weeks were killing and seemed to drag by. Paul occasionally sending me a message, one was a picture of Marie, clearly laying on his bed, naked, quiescency, wooden leg apart and cum leaking from her pussy. I missed her and this was to a greater extent than I had initially planned, but the price seemed deserving it to get the extra State. Now all I had to do was find a suitable nominee to try it on.

There was one particular neighbor, who lived across the road, a couple of houses down from mine. She was a hot blond, I often noticed that she and her husband would frequently work out on their front G, he would cut the forage and she would concentrate on the blossom layer. She was young, I estimated her to be in her mid-20s, one of those athletic eccentric who, judging from her figure, would let been into aerobics and physical exercise at a gym somewhere. She often wore a tank top and short, which occasionally would unveil a decent cleavage when she bent forward.

I definitely felt pull to her, but whenever we had spoken briefly in the past, she had always seemed to be unapproachable. 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 flower bed. I already had a jug of frost tea in the electric refrigerator and saw an opportunity to try and invite her over.

I hopped in the car and headed out as if going to the local anaesthetic stock, returning about 15 moment later. I pulled up alongside their sign and lowered the window on the passenger side. She was kneeling on a rubber eraser mat, prodding at the primer coat with a lowly tool. Her hair was tied back and there were beads of sudor on her forehead.

"Looks like athirst employment"I said in a friendly, jovial 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 finely thanks, how are you ?"I responded,"it's a hot one today, call up to rest hydrated"

"I will, I was just about to go inside and wassail some water"

"tone, …"I said, testing the waters."I've got some iced tea in the fridge if you'd care for a trash ?"

She peered into the car, trying to ascertain whether I was just being some jerk trying to foot her up, or was genuinely just being the friendly neighbor.

"I'm fine thank you ”, she replied,"I don't want to be an inconvenience"

I pressed the pointedness dwelling house

"No problem, aspect, I'll just park up and take these grocery store inside and pop back in a few minutes… and don't concern, you can refund the glass 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 anovulant and popped one out of its bubble pack, dropping one into one of the glasses. It fizzed and disintegrated as it floated around the top. Within arcsecond it had vanished completely, a undivided bubble all that remained as a vestige. I added a slash of lemon to her deoxyephedrine, to make for certain 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 expression with the back of her mitt. Her tank top clung to her abdomen, the straps of her bra, somewhat grayed by the sweat, clung to her berm. Her kneecap were slightly soiled, the tegument indented where she had been kneeling.

I offered the drinking 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 plain hand"

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

"flavour, why don't we step inside, it's cooler there, I'll wash up commencement if you don't mind ”, she offered, seeming to have warmed slightly from her usual unapproachable nature.

We went into the theatre via the garage, and she offered me a seat at the kitchen table while she washed her handwriting. We continued having polite and neighbourly conversation over the next few minutes. I learned that her husband was a realtor and that she was a part-time administrator at a downtown hotel. I grew concerned that the drug didn't seem to be working, having already spent 10 moment since she finished the glass off. She had definitely been thirsty.

"Look, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to ask you to go now, I'm tired and going to go subscribe a nap before hot dog gets home ”.

frank, I had learned was some 10 years older than her on his mo married couple. 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 learn my voice"

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

"Your husband's called wienerwurst, isn't he ?"

"Yes"

"who am I Jacy ?"

"You're Pat, my neighbour"

"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 secure place to be, nothing bad happens to you here does it Jacy ?"

"Yes, home is a safety place to be"

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

"Yes"

"So, you do n't mind answering a few questions, 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 grueling on your garden"

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

"How is your sex life ?"

"it's good"

"Do you enjoy sex ?"

"Yes"she responded without reluctance

"Yes, and you will start to love sex even more after today, in fact you will originate to feel horny all the time"

"How often will you finger horny ?"

"all the time"

"That's right Jacy"

"Do you enjoy your husband ?"

"Yes, very lots"

"good"

"and have you ever been treasonable ?"

"No, never, I would not do that"

"Jacy, you find that bra uncomfortable and hot, you feel the impulse to transfer it"

Surprisingly, even in her semi-conscious receptive state, she reached behind, unfastened her bra, and slipped the shoulder straps down her arm, before removing it from her battlefront. This was new, it meant although I hadn't planned on it, it seemed that I could get her to do affair even without her waking first gear. Her titty flopped free people, the army tank top clung to them, outlining their visibility, her nipples now clearly visible.

"Now this is important, everything I tell you is going to seem unfeigned to you, you are going to call back what I tell you as if it is fact"

"Do you sympathize ?"

"Yes"

"In future you will find bras uncomfortable to wear and always prefer to not wear one"

"How do you feel about bras ?"

"they're uncomfortable ”, she replied

"yes, good"

"Now when you wake up you will not opine twice about the bra in your hand because you took it off as it was uncomfortable"

"Why did you take your bra off in front of Pat ?"

"Because it was uncomfortable"she replied

"You will start to bask that people like to see you without a bra and will feel horny whenever anyone looks at your breasts"

"yes"

"You will remember that you have been strongly attracted to your neighbour, Pat for quite some sentence"

"How do you palpate about Pat"

"Strongly attracted to him"

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

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

"What do you want to do with Pat ?"

"Have sex with him whenever I can"

"goodness girl"

"and you will get hold that sex with Pat is even better than with your husband, in fact you will obtain your married man less stimulating and only manage to cum when Pat is fucking you"

"yes"

"And you will keep this a secret from your husband because you don't want him to impart you"

"What will you do ?"

"support it a clandestine from my husband"

"Good"

"Now when I count down from 3 you will come alive up, you will find the ice tea refreshed you and you will no longer find tired, 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 door, not really intending to, but to test 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 script resting on my arm

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

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

"Not for a couple of hours… it's just…"she didn't continue, instead reached up, grabbed my head and kissed me. I kissed her back and our tongues searched each other out, the snog becoming athirst, demanding.

"I want you"she whispered into my ear, a sensation of urgency in her voice,"I've always wanted you"

She took me by the hired man and seductively looked at me, leading me silently out of the kitchen and up the step 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 Strand of blonde tomentum cascaded down over her shoulders and down her back. It was exquisite, mild, satiny, a lifelike shade of sandy blond. I was rock laborious inside my short circuit and her hand went to lick unfastening the hold and zip fastener, dropping them to the storey along with my pugilist. My prick immediately bounced free, standing hard and English-Gothic to my soundbox, She seemed desperate to be fucked.

I pulled her strappy picayune tank top up over her breasts and off over her read/write head, exposing her magnificent tits. Not as large as Marie's, but perfectly shaped, her dark nipple standing proud.

She tugged my tee shirt off, tossing it away, I pushed her firmly and she fell back onto the bed, I grabbed cargo hold of her shorts and pantie and dragged them over her rose hip and off over her feet leaving her completely naked.

Her pussy was beautiful, a thin slit surrounded by intumescent back talk, it was glistening with her succus. A small slip of neatly trimmed blond hair just above, confirmed she was a natural blond. I parted her ankle and dived between her legs, licking at her, my knife pressing into her lips and up to her clit, circling it while simultaneously sucking at it. The fragrance of her snatch was slightly sweaty from the horticulture and being trapped in her panties, but it tasted delightful. Jacy started whining and moaning, deep croaky moans, her consistence responding, her hips undulating, her breathing quickened, getting deeper, her pussy streaming with juices that I endeavored to lap up. I continued tormenting her slit, watching her breasts heave with her breathing, her eyes staring panoptic spread out. Her mouth was open displaying arrant striptease of glossy white teeth.

We kept this frantic bodily function up for several minute of arc, her workforce clasping my head, when suddenly she clamped her thighs to my point and wailed as an orgasm shuddered through every sinew in her body.

I climbed up the bed, lifting her articulatio talocruralis over my berm and plunged into her hot wanton pussy, not wanting to waste time on a more gentle seductive approach path. The pent-up frustrations of Paul having my married woman to love had me ready to have it away her hard and I was going to do just that. Her pussy was Jehovah ; tight, tender, and silky and so wet. She screamed again, as I started to hammering her, driving my tool deep inside. As I sped up and started to really hammer her, her hips started bucking up to mine, her gym-toned muscles working overtime to celebrate up as we frantically fucked. I was taking my exercising weight on my arm and knees, using the replete force of my hips to thrust into her. We were both panting, almost breathless, gasping loudly for air, her moan were stronger, louder, more pressing, when suddenly she cried out again and she crashed into a major orgasm, her bulwark clamped around and milked my prick and a strong spray of her succus spewed out soaking my abdomen and thighs. I couldn't bear back and thrusting as far as I could into her, dumped infinite pulses of cum deep inside her. I went dizzy, overwhelmed by the exertion and power of my own climax. I held myself inside her for as hanker 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 hard before ”. To be honest, I couldn't think of cumming that toilsome 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 sensation of achievement, even if it had only been because of her programming. In that split second, I wished it had been perm. 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 arms around her, holding her tightly.

"I've wanted this for so long, every sentence I've seen you, but you're married, and I didn't want to progress to trouble 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 suitable, 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 lust quenched for now. She lay there in bed, naked and exposed, and I left for my own home.

We fucked several More times over the adjacent few twenty-four hour period, sometimes at her mansion, sometimes at mine. The sex was incredible, sometimes she would drive me like a banshee, totally lost in her own world of orgasmic never-never land. One nighttime she even knocked at my threshold quite late on, apparently her husband 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 wall, satisfying her lust-fuelled frustration. 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 result of the drug were wearing off. I didn't like too much, it had been cracking and besides, it was almost time for Saint Paul to return Marie back to me.

I texted Paul and asked him how it was going. A few minute of arc later, my phone buzzed with a message back from him."unbelievable clock time, she's insatiable… I'll send her binding with a little something superfluous ”. My hopes picked up, not exactly certain 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 pattern ; She didn't look any unsound for all the fucking she'd no doubt received. It turned out that Paul had sent her vertebral column with a package for me. I went to the privy to open up it and inside was a small phial, a span of syringes, and an unsigned hand-written preeminence. The note read"Use this one carefully, it's powerful. ‘ hope I can"borrow"her again soon. By the way, expect an unexpected guest ”. I was thrilled at receiving the injectable interpretation and wondered if he intended it for the fabricated"manager"I had told him about. I was more odd about who was going to twist up as an unexpected guest.

We ate dinner as if nothing had changed and I quizzed her about whether we were expecting someone, but she denied knowing anything. No doubt Paul had set something up but programmed her to not remember. As if by some twist 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 gangway when Jacy came up, grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear"I miss you"before drifting away, looking back with a coy, girlie expression, trying her serious to avoid arousing Marie's intuition. I looked at her incredulously, obviously the demonstration edition had longer lasting effects than either Alice Paul or I anticipated.

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