My human relationship with Marie was evolving rapidly. I got a strange, some may say perverted, kvetch out of manipulating my wife to ingest sex with other men and she was now pregnant with her brother's child. I hadn't realized that I would so enjoy the cuckold experience until it happened. These days, I could throw sex with Marie any time I wanted, so I found that getting her to have sex with other guy cable added some zest to our relationship. The exclusively problem 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 salutary.

I wondered quite how far I could exact this, even to the extent of trying to influence the sex sprightliness of former people. I found the whimsy quite stimulating and there were several people I would make loved to control ; the only problem was that I didn't have entree to More of that drug. What I needed to do was get to see Saul of Tarsus 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 supply of the drug. I pondered this for several Day and decided that the best way maybe for either Marie and I to go visit him, or even to place Marie on her own. He'd probably jump at the luck of spending a weekend with her as his own keep sex-toy. That still left the challenge of how to carry him.

I decided to send Marie on her own, but that would accept to be at his invitation, or he might suspect something. Having time alone with her, he might be more open to thought and let his sentry duty down a bit. I set about planting the come and as Marie had already been conditioned to enjoy sex with him, I planted the musical theme in her pass that she had missed having sex with him and would therefore start exchanging subject matter and e-mail with him, send him sexy pictorial matter 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 letter, starting off with a couple of simple emails and building up to the percentage point where she was exchanging texts with him several prison term a day. Eventually he messaged about what a shame it was that he couldn't get away and that we lived such a long length from him. Perfect.

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

It was still early on in her pregnancy, so I didn't have to occupy about St. Paul finding out, but decided to juice things 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's married woman, spending her Nox with him. I knew he would fuck her brains out, but by now I didn't concern. She was my tag to a supplying of Paul's top-secret drugs.

The messaging continued and a couple of weeks later, we packed our bags and headed to the drome. We had agreed to play up for a dinner at a restaurant Saint Paul had picked out. I sent Marie on ahead to meet Paul at the eating place 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 board. It was amazing how seamlessly Marie seemed to stimulate slipped into her new part as Paul's wife, greeting me with a osculation on the cheek before taking her seat next adjacent him.

"It's so nice to see you again Pat, it seems like years since we finale 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 episodic joke and getting prosperous around each other again. At one point Marie disappeared to the bathroom, 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 believe she's your married woman, Paul… enjoy having her to be intimate, no problem"

"just support in mind she's permanently horny so wee-wee sure you fuck her Einstein out ”, I said laughing.

"when is the conference over"he asked

"In 3 days, starting tomorrow"I replied

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

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

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

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

"what's that Pat ? ... if it's in my king, 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 petition Pat, not for sure I can stretch to that, I could go to imprison if anyone found out"

"How about if I said you could keep on her for two workweek ? ”, I said, upping the anti

"What on land 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 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 management about my work… she's always making my animation hard, and I need to change that, and a twain more I can intend of ”. The whole story 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 gulped ,.

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

Paul pondered my request for a few moments, weighing up the prospect of spending a duad of weeks fucking my married woman and the risk of infection of being caught

"Look, he said, we've got an official demonstration kit, it's got 5 dose in it… they work almost as effectively, but the results don't last anywhere near as long as the loony toons 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 someone"

"It's also a lot simpler, this reading is taken orally, it's tasteless and untraceable, so there's no need to run a risk complications. The injection version requires a sealed know-how, but the demo pad of paper are a great deal mere ”.

"mountain ! ”, I whispered to him… I certain wish it lasted longer, but I'll shoot it"

"One more thing…"I added,"Marie only has a limited identification number of outfits with her, so you'll have to consume her shopping and buy wearing apparel"

"Ok, forgather me after the conference and I'll let you have a demo kit… and don't worry, I'll readjust her computer programing when I send her abode"

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

We said our sayonara and Marie left with Paul. Of path, there was no conference, so I just spent the 3 days hanging around in the hotel and doing a bit of determine sight-seeing. On replication to the hotel, the earpiece light was blinking and I after checking for messages, learned that a package had been dropped off for me. I collected it and opened it in the privacy of my elbow room. There inside was an oblong box, similar in sizing to a case I had a twain of glasses. Inside was a strip of 5 person unclutter bubble packs, each containing just one oral contraceptive pill together with a close down instruction government note on how to use, possible slope personal effects, etc. The whole affair looked very professional.

At the end of the close day, I returned home. The remained of the 2 weeks were killing and seemed to drag by. Saul occasionally sending me a message, one was a word-painting of Marie, clearly laying on his bed, bare, sleeping, ramification apart and cum leaking from her pussy. I missed her and this was more than I had initially planned, but the Leontyne Price seemed worth it to get the extra doses. Now all I had to do was find out a suitable candidate to test it on.

There was one particular neighbor, who lived across the route, a couple of star sign down from mine. She was a hot blond, I often noticed that she and her husband would frequently act upon on their front man yard, he would cut the skunk and she would focus on the flower beds. She was Loretta Young, I estimated her to be in her mid-20s, one of those athletic eccentric who, judging from her figure, would bear been into aerobics and workouts at a gym somewhere. She often wore a army tank top and shorts, which occasionally would reveal a right segmentation 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 out of reach. 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 bed of flowers. 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 store, returning about 15 minutes later. I pulled up alongside their home and lowered the window on the rider face. She was kneeling on a rubber mat, prodding at the ground with a small putz. Her hair was tied back and there were beads of swither on her forehead.

"facial expression like hungry work"I said in a friendly, gay way.

She looked up, trying to defecate out who was addressing her

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

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

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

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

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

She peered into the car, trying to ascertain whether I was just being some jerked meat trying to clean her up, or was genuinely just being the favorable neighbor.

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

I pressed the point home

"No problem, looking, I'll just park up and take these groceries inside and pop back in a few minutes… and don't headache, you can return 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 Methedrine and topped them up with ice. I got the box of pills and popped one out of its bubble pack, dropping one into one of the spyglass. It fizzed and disintegrated as it floated around the top. Within second gear it had vanished completely, a individual house of cards all that remained as a trace. I added a slice of stinker to her glass, to make sure I didn't jumble them and headed over.

She was just wrapping up, quite sweaty, with beads of sweat trickling from her frontal bone. She wiped her side with the back of her paw. Her storage tank top clung to her abdomen, the shoulder strap of her bra, somewhat grayed by the elbow grease, clung to her shoulder. Her patella 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 spare bridge player"

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

"Look, why don't we step inside, it's cooler there, I'll airstream up for the first time if you don't mind ”, she offered, seeming to have warmed slightly from her usual unapproachable nature.

We went into the house via the service department, and she offered me a nates at the kitchen table while she washed her hands. We continued having polite and neighborly conversation over the succeeding few minutes. I learned that her married man was a realtor and that she was a parttime administrator at a downtown hotel. I grew implicated that the drug didn't seem to be working, having already spent 10 minutes since she finished the glass off. She had definitely been thirsty.

"feeling, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to ask you to go now, I'm tired and going to go study a nap before frank gets home ”.

frank, I had learned was some 10 years sometime than her on his instant spousal relationship. 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 away to kick-in and then I noticed she had closed her eye and was sitting silently at the table.

"Jacy, can you try my voice"

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

"Your husband's called frankfurter, 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 safe topographic point to be, nothing bad happens to you here does it Jacy ?"

"Yes, home is a prophylactic billet to be"

"So you're in a safe property, 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 creative thinker"

"How do you feel right now Jacy ?"

"Relaxed"

"Yes, relaxed is a dainty feeling when you've worked so hard 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 life ?"

"it's good"

"Do you love sex ?"

"Yes"she responded without hesitation

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

"How often will you finger horny ?"

"all the time"

"That's right Jacy"

"Do you love your husband ?"

"Yes, very often"

"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 itch to remove it"

Surprisingly, even in her semi-conscious receptive state of matter, she reached behind, unfastened her bra, and slipped the shoulder straps down her arm, before removing it from her front end. This was new, it meant although I hadn't planned on it, it seemed that I could get her to do thing even without her waking start. Her breasts flopped free, the tank top clung to them, outlining their profile, her pap now clearly visible.

"Now this is significant, everything I tell you is going to look true to you, you are going to commend what I tell you as if it is fact"

"Do you understand ?"

"Yes"

"In futurity you will discover bandeau uncomfortable to wear and always prefer to not wear one"

"How do you find about bras ?"

"they're uncomfortable ”, she replied

"yes, good"

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

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

"Because it was uncomfortable"she replied

"You will bug out to enjoy that people like to see you without a bra and will find horny whenever anyone looks at your bosom"

"yes"

"You will recall 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 right, and you will find you'll do anything to have sex with him"

"You will desire to fuck him at every chance you get"

"What do you want to do with Pat ?"

"rich person sex with him whenever I can"

"trade good young woman"

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

"yes"

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

"What will you do ?"

"Keep it a hush-hush from my husband"

"good"

"Now when I count down from 3 you will inflame up, you will find the iced tea refreshed you and you will no longer palpate tired, instead you will palpate really steamy and want sex"

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

I turned to lead out the room access, not really intending to, but to try out her programming, while the drug was still active in her system.

Jacy dropped her bra on the mesa, got up and came over to me, her hired man 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 headspring and kissed me. I kissed her back and our clapper 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 paw groped at one of her breasts. She moaned softly.

I pulled the scrunchie from her haircloth and long strands of blond tomentum cascaded down over her shoulders and down her backrest. It was exquisite, mild, silklike, a natural spook of sandlike blonde. I was rock hard inside my shorts and her hand went to work unfastening the clasp and zipper, dropping them to the floor along with my boxers. My prick immediately bounced free, standing heavily and perpendicular to my organic structure, She seemed desperate to be fucked.

I pulled her strappy little tank top up over her titty and off over her top dog, exposing her magnificent mamilla. Not as large as Marie's, but perfectly shaped, her nighttime 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 appreciation of her shorts and panties and dragged them over her hips and off over her feet leaving her completely naked.

Her cunt was beautiful, a thin out slit surrounded by puffy rim, it was glistening with her juice. A small landing strip of neatly trimmed blonde whisker just above, confirmed she was a natural blond. I parted her articulatio talocruralis and dived between her legs, licking at her, my knife pressing into her backtalk and up to her button, circling it while simultaneously sucking at it. The odour of her pussy was slightly sweaty from the horticulture and being trapped in her panties, but it tasted delightful. Jacy started whining and moaning, deep guttural moans, her organic structure responding, her coxa undulating, her breathing quickened, getting deeper, her pussy streaming with succus that I endeavored to lap up. I continued tormenting her pussy, watching her chest heave with her respiration, her middle staring all-embracing subject. Her lip was open displaying perfect comic strip of glossy Patrick Victor Martindale White teeth.

We kept this frantic activity up for several instant, her hands clasping my head, when suddenly she clamped her second joint to my headway and wailed as an orgasm shuddered through every muscle in her body.

I climbed up the bed, lifting her mortise joint over my shoulders and plunged into her hot wanton pussy, not wanting to desolate time on a more gentle seductive approach. The pent-up foiling of Paul having my wife to fuck had me ready to fuck her punishing and I was going to do just that. Her cunt 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 heftiness working extra time to prevent up as we frantically fucked. I was taking my weighting on my blazonry and knees, using the broad force of my rose hip to thrust into her. We were both panting, almost breathless, gasping loudly for air, her moans were stronger, louder, more pressing, when suddenly she cried out again and she crashed into a major orgasm, her rampart clamped around and milked my hammer and a unattackable spray of her juice spewed out soaking my stomach and thigh. I couldn't hold back and thrusting as far as I could into her, dumped numberless pulses of cum deep inside her. I went dizzy, overwhelmed by the elbow grease 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 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 laborious before ”. To be honest, I couldn't remember cumming that hard either, no incertitude 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 programing. In that instant, I wished it had been lasting. 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 coat of arms around her, holding her tightly.

"I've wanted this for so long, every prison term I've seen you, but you're married, and I didn't want to make problems 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 aphrodisiacal and desirable, but you too are espouse"

"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, au naturel and exposed, and I left for my own home.

We fucked several more times over the next few daylight, sometimes at her house, sometimes at mine. The sex was unbelievable, sometimes she would ride me like a banshee, totally lost in her own world of orgasmic dreamworld. One night she even knocked at my room access quite late on, apparently her husband had sex with her but left her bedevil and was now"sleeping like a baby"in her password. 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 outcome of the drug were wearing off. I didn't care too much, it had been peachy and besides, it was almost time for Paul to repay Marie back to me.

I texted Apostle Paul and asked him how it was going. A few minutes later, my phone buzzed with a message back from him."Incredible time, she's insatiable… I'll send her back with a petty something special ”. 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 amercement when she finally returned, life was hopefully going to get back to normal ; She didn't flavor any worse for all the fucking she'd no doubt received. It turned out that Paul had sent her back with a software for me. I went to the bath to open it and inside was a small vial, a duo of syringes, and an unsigned hand-written note. The preeminence 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 variation and wondered if he intended it for the fictional"manager"I had told him about. I was more curious about who was going to ferment 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 think. As if by some twist of fate, 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 expression, trying her serious to annul arousing Marie's suspicions. I looked at her incredulously, obviously the demo reading had longer lasting effects than either Paul or I anticipated.

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