Jane Jetson sat in front of one of the family's household computer monitors. She knew that what she was about to do would probably upset her and was somewhat of an invasion of her husband's privacy but she also knew that she just had to know what he was doing on the Universally Galactic Wide Web whenever he'd stay up late at night on the damn thing. He was beginning to spend so much time on one of the household computers that their sex life was suffering and she was becoming one very unsatisfied and frustrated housewife.
She went online and told the voice recognition programming that she wanted to see George's usage history, hoping that he'd forgotten to cover up his tracks. Sure enough, and true to form, George Jetson had failed to erase his history and it came up right in front of his beautiful redheaded wife's prying eyes.
Jane surfed around from one web site to another for more than an hour, following the path of George's surfing history; her eyes kept being drawn to the sexual scenes on the computer monitor. She noticed that on each site visited by her husband that all the women were attractive, redheaded, mature, with large breasts like hers, and all the men were aliens and had big, fat cocks. Many of the pictures showed, women giving the men blow jobs. She was amazed at how they managed to swallow those big, sometimes odd shaped cocks into their throats. Some of the web sites had stories that went along with the 3d imagery and Jane found herself becoming increasingly aroused as she read the stories while viewing the pictures.
The horny, frustrated housewife could feel her panties snug, tight fit against her, the smooth and soft silk pressing against, up and along her increasingly wet pussy. She licked her lips with the tip of her pink little tongue and let out a low moan, pressing her thighs together. Oh George, she thought, why do you keep your wonderful cock from me? I need you so desperately!
Her hands roamed across her thighs, then up and under her dress and straight to her pussy. She slid a hand into her panties and gently fingered her clit, exploring the moisture in her vagina, a fantasy of posing nude overcoming her, bringing her orgasm near... She imagined posing on some of these sexy and naughty sites and wondered if she would look quite as good as these models who shared so many attributes with her.
Jane was so overcome with the fantasy that she couldn't help herself and started rubbing her clit furiously with two fingers in an irregular, frantic rhythm. She was very slippery and her pussy felt warm. She brought her other hand down, leaned further back into her chair, sliding two fingers into her pussy. She moaned softly under her breath, plunging her fingers in and out, as her other hand continuously rubbed her clit. Feeling her orgasm fast approaching, she quickly stuffed another digit into her dripping snatch, groaning with relief. She arched her back, meeting her three fingered thrusts; her climax flooding over her.
"Oh, fuck yes!" She cried out at the release and fell back panting. "Oh my," Jane murmured, basking in her post-orgasmic glow, gently rubbing the smooth, delicate skin all around her pussy.
Jane suddenly remembered something one of the other housewives who belonged to the Galaxy Women Historical Society with her had once told her. There was a photographer who had done some erotic 3d imagery for this particular friend who had then presented the images to her husband as a gift. This woman had told Jane that those images had really rekindled their sex life.
Jane wondered if she could go through with something like that. Jane couldn't quite believe that she was actually thinking of doing some nude 3d imaging. Something about viewing all of those sexually themed sites that George had been enjoying had changed her attitude about sex in such a short space of time. She finally decided that if it would get George back in bed with her she could and would do it so she looked the photographer up on the web and found his site.
The home page read: 'We specialize in exclusive custom erotic poses -- your privacy and complete satisfaction are guaranteed.' Jane also read: 'Our services are very discreet.' Jane further worked up her courage and contacted the photographer and set up an imagery session. She found herself quite excited and could hardly wait for the appointment.
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T.K. Cogswell had a great set up going. His photography studio specialized in 'sexy' photo shoots to help wives stimulate their sex lives. Cogswell would take tasteful semi-nude and even full nude shots of women and the women would then present the 3d images to their husbands as a gift and invariably those photos would help the couple restore some excitement to the bedroom.
T.K. also had a side business that most of his clients had absolutely no idea he ran. Cogswell took orders from several very wealthy, yet private clients for special fantasy hologram videos. These clients would send Cogswell their detailed requests and he would arrange the on screen talent and shoot the fantasy sequence and then deliver the finished product to the client. It was quite lucrative.
The latest request had come from his own uncle, who was also one of his biggest clients. His uncle was none other than the famous S.K. Cogswell, owner of Cogswell Cogs. Uncle S.K. wanted a video of a large breasted MILF being fucked by a Saturian stud. But the kicker was that she had to unknowingly submit to the alien. This troubled T.K. He wondered how he would be able to pull this one off. His uncle was basically asking him to make a rape video. He couldn't do this; it would ruin him if he were to be caught.
One of T.K.'s best friend's was from Saturn. Troy and T.K. had attended Venetian U. together. Maybe they could fake the scene with a hired actress well enough that he could fool his old perverted uncle and collect the huge sum of currency. T.K. decided to give Troy a call and see if he could pay him a visit and help out an old friend.
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Two days later Troy had arrived. They were in T.K.'s studio waiting for his next client, another wife wanting a nude photo shoot to present the images to her husband.
While they waited Troy and T.K. began to brainstorm on how they would accomplish the feat of producing the explicit holographic images to fill Uncle Cogwell's order. They decided that Troy would be the Saturian talent, but they needed to figure out who would fill the talent position of the Earth woman and how they would go about getting her to unknowingly submit to having Troy fuck her.
"I think I may have a solution to this conundrum," Troy stated, holding up a small, clear vial that appeared to contain something resembling powder.
The Saturian explained to Cogswell that the vial of powder he held in his hand had originally been developed as a libido booster for women on Saturn who suffered from abnormally low sex drives. It had later been discovered, quite by accident, that when Earthling women were given a dose of the powder the drug worked as a super aphrodisiac. Troy promised that whoever they wound up administering the drug to would be virtually climbing the walls with an unsuppressed horniness.
"That's all great, but how do we get a woman to take the drug? It's not like we can just exactly say. 'Hey take this. It'll make you really super horny!'" Cogswell replied skeptically.
Troy chuckled at his friend. "No, no. You mix the powder into her drink. The powder instantly dissolves when it comes in contact with a liquid. You don't even have to stir it to mix it in. It's colorless, odorless, and tasteless. Plus, here's the kicker; in earthlings, once the drug metabolizes in her body it is completely undetectable so you can give it to whichever woman you choose, fuck her brains loose, and then if she claims she was drugged there will be absolutely no evidence to support her claims. I doubt that she would even make such a claim though, she'll be so horny that she'll be begging for cock."
At that very moment Cogswell's receptionist stuck her head into the studio door. "Your next client is here."
"Thanks Xandra," T.K. said. "Why don't you show her back and then take the rest of the day off. This is my last appointment."
Xandra left the room and returned a moment later trailed by an attractive, statuesque, curvaceous redheaded MILF. "This is Jane Jetson," she said as she turned to leave the room.
