My relationship with Marie was evolving rapidly. I got a strange, some may say perverted, complain out of manipulating my wife to sustain sex with other men and she was now pregnant with her comrade's child. I hadn't realized that I would so revel the cheat experience until it happened. These days, I could have sex with Marie any time I wanted, so I found that getting her to receive sex with early guys added some zest to our relationship. The only 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 better.

I wondered quite how far I could submit this, even to the extent of trying to regulate the sex life of other people. I found the notion quite stimulating and there were several people I would make loved to keep in line ; the only problem was that I didn't have admission to more of that drug. What I needed to do was get to see Apostle 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 provision of the drug. I pondered this for several daytime and decided that the ripe 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 animation sex-toy. That still left the challenge of how to persuade him.

I decided to transport Marie on her own, but that would have to be at his invitation, or he might suspect something. bear prison term alone with her, he might be more open to view and let his guard duty down a bit. I set about planting the source and as Marie had already been conditioned to enjoy sex with him, I planted the idea in her headway that she had missed having sex with him and would therefore showtime exchanging messages and e-mail with him, send him sexy picture of herself. She would leave him up to the pointedness where he might invite the both of us to visit.

Over the course of action of the next few calendar week, Marie followed my conditioning to the letter, starting off with a couple of elementary emails and building up to the point where she was exchanging textual matter with him respective multiplication a day. Eventually he messaged about what a ignominy it was that he couldn't get away and that we lived such a long length from him. Perfect.

I set the future phase of the program into spot and got Marie to distinguish him that I would be attending an IT conference and she would plan to number with me. Saul was caught and hoped he would consume probability to expend alone meter with her patch I was attending the conference.

It was still early in her pregnancy, so I didn't have to worry about 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 Saul's wife, spending her dark with him. I knew he would fuck her genius out, but by now I didn't care. She was my slate to a provision 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 meet up for a dinner at a restaurant Paul had picked out. I sent Marie on ahead to encounter Saul of Tarsus at the eating house and I changed at the hotel before heading over myself. Paul and Marie were already there waiting as the coach showed me to their table. It was amazing how seamlessly Marie seemed to have slipped into her new role as Paul's wife, greeting me with a kiss on the buttock before taking her seat next adjacent him.

"It's so nice to see you again Pat, it seems like long time since we last saw you"

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

The repast was pleasant, 3 friends chatting freely together, sharing the casual put-on and getting well-to-do around each early again. At one head 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 retrieve I programmed her to think she's your married woman, Paul… enjoy having her to fuck, no job"

"just abide in mind she's permanently horny so build sure you fuck her brains 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 cave in anything to keep her farsighted ”.

I saw the opportunity to get some leverage and jumped at it."How would you wish to preserve her public treasury the end of the hebdomad ?"

"Sure, I would jump at the probability, 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 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 sure I can unfold to that, I could go to jail if anyone found out"

"How about if I said you could sustain her for two week ? ”, 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, Saul, there's this kick at work, who's always stealing my ideas and origination 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 story difficult, and I need to change that, and a yoke more I can call up of ”. The whole chronicle was complete fable, but it seemed to be plausible.

"So how many doses are you thinking of ?"

"I don't know… maybe 3 or 4"

Saul of Tarsus gulped ,.

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

Paul pondered my postulation for a few bit, weighing up the chance of spending a couple of hebdomad fucking my wife and the risk 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 stopping point anywhere near as long as the window pane 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 crap out I'd sent it off as a sample for individual"

"It's also a lot simpler, this version is taken orally, it's tasteless and untraceable, so there's no demand to risk complicatedness. The injection version requires a sure know-how, but the present tablet are much mere ”.

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

"One Thomas More thing…"I added,"Marie only has a limited issue of outfits with her, so you'll have to subscribe to her shopping and buy wearing apparel"

"Ok, fill me after the league 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 spot, Marie returned to the table and our conversation resumed as normal, chatting over desert.

We said our au revoir and Marie left with Paul. Of trend, there was no conference, so I just spent the 3 days hanging around in the hotel and doing a bit of limited sight-seeing. On return to the hotel, the sound spark was blinking and I after checking for messages, learned that a computer software 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 slip I had a pair of glasses. interior was a strip of 5 case-by-case cleared house of cards multitude, each containing just one anovulant together with a fold instruction musical note on how to use, possible side effects, etc. The whole thing looked very professional.

At the end of the stopping point day, I returned home. The remained of the 2 hebdomad were killing and seemed to drag by. Paul occasionally sending me a message, one was a picture of Marie, clearly laying on his bed, raw, sleeping, ramification apart and cum leaking from her snatch. I missed her and this was more than I had initially planned, but the Price seemed worth it to get the extra doses. Now all I had to do was find a suitable candidate to test it on.

There was one particular neighbor, who lived across the route, a couple of houses down from mine. She was a hot blonde, I often noticed that she and her husband would frequently work on their presence yard, he would cut the supergrass and she would focus on the flower beds. She was untried, I estimated her to be in her mid-20s, one of those athletic type who, judging from her image, would have been into aerobics and workouts at a gym somewhere. She often wore a tank car top and shorts, which occasionally would reveal a decent cleavage when she bent forward.

I definitely felt pull in to her, but whenever we had spoken briefly in the past times, 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 iced tea in the fridge and saw an opportunity to try and tempt her over.

I hopped in the car and headed out as if going to the local anaesthetic store, returning about 15 second later. I pulled up alongside their star sign and lowered the window on the passenger side. She was kneeling on a rubber mat, prodding at the reason with a small tool. Her pilus was tied back and there were beads of effort on her forehead.

"Looks like thirsty work"I said in a well-disposed, merry way.

She looked up, trying to make 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, remember to stay put hydrated"

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

"flavour, …"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 insure whether I was just being some jerk trying to pick 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 power point dwelling house

"No problem, face, I'll just park up and take these groceries inside and pop back in a few minutes… and don't concern, you can bring back 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 tablet 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 seconds it had vanished completely, a unity bubble all that remained as a trace. I added a piece of lemon to her ice, to make sure I didn't confuse them and headed over.

She was just wrapping up, quite sweaty, with beads of elbow grease trickling from her forehead. She wiped her look with the back of her handwriting. Her tank top clung to her venter, the straps of her bra, somewhat grayed by the sweat, clung to her berm. Her kneepan were slightly soiled, the cutis indented where she had been kneeling.

I offered the ice 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 mitt"

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

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

We went into the house via the garage, and she offered me a buns at the kitchen board while she washed her hands. We continued having polite and neighbourly conversation over the following few instant. I learned that her married man was a realtor and that she was a part-time administrator at a business district hotel. I grew concerned 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.

"look, I hope you don't mind, but I'm going to ask you to go now, I'm tired and going to go adopt a nap before Frank gets home base ”.

Frank, I had learned was some 10 years older than her on his minute union. I was right about her age though, at 25 she was definitely in her prime.



I got up to leave, wondering exactly how farseeing it would get to kick-in and then I noticed she had closed her oculus and was sitting silently at the table.

"Jacy, can you try my representative"

"Yes ”, she responded, her vocalism composure, almost a whisper.

"Your husband's called Frank, 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 place to be, nothing bad happens to you here does it Jacy ?"

"Yes, home is a condom place to be"

"So you're in a rubber place, 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 skillful tone 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 piffling more searching with my questions.

"How is your sex spirit ?"

"it's good"

"Do you delight sex ?"

"Yes"she responded without waver

"Yes, and you will part to bask sex even more after today, in fact you will bulge out to finger horny all the sentence"

"How often will you feel horny ?"

"all the time"

"That's right Jacy"

"Do you love your husband ?"

"Yes, very much"

"honest"

"and have you ever been treasonous ?"

"No, never, I would not do that"

"Jacy, you find that bra uncomfortable and hot, you feel the urge to take away it"

Surprisingly, even in her semi-conscious receptive state, she reached behind, unfastened her bra, and slipped the berm 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 starting time. Her breasts flopped free, the tank top clung to them, outlining their profile, her tit now clearly seeable.

"Now this is important, everything I tell you is going to appear true to you, you are going to remember what I tell you as if it is fact"

"Do you understand ?"

"Yes"

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

"How do you experience about bras ?"

"they're uncomfortable ”, she replied

"yes, good"

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

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

"Because it was uncomfortable"she replied

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

"yes"

"You will call up 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 deliver sex with him"

"You will want to make out him at every probability you get"

"What do you desire to do with Pat ?"

"Have sex with him whenever I can"

"Good girl"

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

"yes"

"And you will hold open this a enigma from your married man because you don't want him to leave you"

"What will you do ?"

"Keep it a orphic from my husband"

"goodness"

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

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

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

Jacy dropped her bra on the table, 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 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 clapper searched each other out, the kiss becoming thirsty, 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 stairs to her bedroom.

I pulled her to me, holding her and started kissing her again, my deal groped at one of her bosom. She moaned softly.

I pulled the scrunchie from her hair and long strand of blond hair cascaded down over her shoulder and down her back. It was exquisite, piano, silky, a natural shade of sandlike blonde. I was rock grueling inside my boxers and her manus went to operate unfastening the hold and zipper, dropping them to the floor along with my boxers. My cock immediately bounced free, standing operose and perpendicular to my soundbox, She seemed desperate to be fucked.

I pulled her strappy little tank top up over her breast and off over her head, exposing her splendid tits. Not as large as Marie's, but perfectly shaped, her dark teat 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 hip and off over her feet leaving her completely naked.

Her pussy was beautiful, a thin out dent surrounded by puffy sass, it was glistening with her juices. A small strip of neatly trimmed blond pilus just above, confirmed she was a natural blond. I parted her mortise joint and dived between her branch, licking at her, my tongue pressing into her sassing and up to her button, circling it while simultaneously sucking at it. The odour of her kitty-cat was slightly sweaty from the gardening and being trapped in her pantie, but it tasted delightful. Jacy started whining and moaning, cryptic guttural groan, her dead body responding, her coxa undulating, her breathing quickened, getting deeper, her pussy streaming with juices that I endeavored to lap up. I continued tormenting her snatch, watching her breasts heave with her breathing, her eyes staring blanket opened. Her mouth was give displaying gross slip of shiny Edward White teeth.

We kept this frenetic natural action up for several minutes, her hands clasping my head, when suddenly she clamped her thighs to my head and wailed as an orgasm shuddered through every muscle in her body.

I climbed up the bed, lifting her ankles over my shoulders and plunged into her hot wanton cunt, not wanting to waste time on a more easy seductive approach. The pent-up thwarting of St. Paul having my wife to get laid had me quick to eff her backbreaking 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 pecker deep inside. As I sped up and started to really hammer her, her hips started bucking up to mine, her gym-toned sinew working extra time to retain up as we frantically fucked. I was taking my weight on my arms and articulatio genus, using the full moon strength of my pelvis to stuff into her. We were both panting, almost breathless, gasping loudly for air, her moans were solid, louder, more urgent, when suddenly she cried out again and she crashed into a major orgasm, her walls clamped around and milked my stopcock and a strong spray of her juices spewed out soaking my venter and second joint. I couldn't withstand back and thrusting as far as I could into her, dumped innumerous pulses of cum oceanic abyss inside her. I went dizzy, overwhelmed by the exertion and power of my own orgasm. I held myself inside her for as prospicient as I could, my cock still twitching but finally collapsed onto her before rolling off to her face. We both lay there panting for breath.

She turned her headland and looked at me

"oh my god, Pat… that was… that was amazing… I've never cum that intemperately before ”. To be true, I couldn't remember cumming that hard either, no dubiety I had, but it was mind-blowingly powerful.

The taboo of having just fucked my neighbour's gorgeous married woman added to my mother wit of achievement, even if it had only been because of her computer programing. In that instant, I wished it had been perm. 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 coat of arms 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 get to problems for you"she said, gazing into my eyes… her own I noticed were a beautiful blanch green.

"Me too, Jacy, I've seen you outside sometimes and always thought you were so sexy and desirable, but you too are get hitched with"

"I should go though ”, I said reluctantly,"I'm somewhat indisputable your husband will be back soon and you probably need a cascade before he gets here."

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

We fucked several to a greater extent meter over the next few days, sometimes at her star sign, sometimes at mine. The sex was incredible, sometimes she would ride me like a banshee, totally lost in her own humans of orgasmic never-never land. One night she even knocked at my door quite late on, apparently her husband had sex with her but left her frustrated and was now"sleeping like a babe"in her words. I fucked her, pinned against the hallway wall, satisfying her lust-fuelled foiling. 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 effect of the drug were wearing off. I didn't manage too much, it had been swell and besides, it was almost time for Paul to return Marie back to me.

I texted Saint Paul and asked him how it was going. A few minutes later, my earphone buzzed with a message back from him."Incredible time, she's insatiable… I'll send her back with a piddling something redundant ”. My hope picked up, not exactly sealed what he was sending, but I grinned as I knew it couldn't be a baby.

All seemed fine when she finally returned, sprightliness was hopefully going to get back to pattern ; She didn't feeling any regretful for all the fucking she'd no doubt received. It turned out that Paul had sent her back with a package for me. I went to the john to unfold it and inside was a small vial, a mates of panpipe, and an unsigned hand-written note. The note of hand read"Use this one carefully, it's herculean. ‘ promise 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 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 dubiousness Paul had set something up but programmed her to not remember. As if by some twist of circumstances, about a week later, Marie and I were at the supermarket when we bumped into Jacy, or rather she bumped into me. Marie was officious 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 look, trying her Best to avoid arousing Marie's suspicions. I looked at her incredulously, obviously the demo translation had longer lasting effects than either St. Paul or I anticipated.

life has a noteworthy way of suddenly turning complicated and it reminded me of a rhyme that I once learned in shoal, it went"oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we recitation to deceive".