Hypnotized Into Adultery Ch 01 03

Chapter 1

Colleen lit the birthday candles on her husband's cake and turned out the dinning room light. She loved surprising her husband and this being his thirty-fifth birthday wasn't any different. She baked his favorite, chocolate frosting over chocolate.

"Paul. Are you coming?"

"Honey. I'll be there in just a moment."

Paul walked into the dinning room and saw the candles flicking.

"Surprise!"

Colleen jumped out from behind the doorway. She gave Paul a huge hug and kissed his cheek and gave him his present.

"Honey. Go ahead and open it and see what I bought you."

Paul began ripping th paper off the box and looked inside.

"Oh. Honey! You got us tickets for this Sunday's NASCAR race."

Paul was happy. He was married to the most beautiful and kind women in the world. Paul and Colleen were celebrating their fifth wedding anniversary that year. They had met working at the same bank together. Colleen had been a teller at the time. Paul worked as a loan officer.

Colleen was thirty-one and fourteen years younger than Paul but they fell in love and decided to get married after dating for almost two years.

Colleen was petite with long dark hair. She has a perky little butt, and a tiny narrow waist and fairly large breasts for a tiny woman of her size. At 5'3" tall and only 100 pounds, her legs were long and slim giving the illusion that she was much taller.

Paul was compact himself and not much taller than Colleen. He'd actually worked as a jockey when her graduated high school for about a year while attending community college.

Colleen had another surprise waiting for Paul that night when he got into bed. She walked out wearing a green nightie with a matching thong. She playfully jumped on the bed and pulled the blanket off Paul.

They kissed as Colleen slid his pajama bottoms down his legs allowing his dick to spring free. The tiny thong didn't stay on Colleen very long as Paul pulled on the elastic until it slipped down her adorable little butt.

"Honey. Sit on my face."

Colleen giggled as she scooted herself along Paul's chest and positioned her legs on each side of his head. This was her favorite position before he mounted her. Paul had a very talented tongue and could make her have multiple orgasms.

Colleen actually bought Paul a gold pendent with the rolling stone's cymbal of the tongue on it for his birthday last year. It turned out to be a private joke between the couple because he wore it everywhere and people would ask him if it meant anything.

"Uh. Darling. That's so good."

Colleen was wiggling her ass around above her husband's face as she held onto the headboard for support. Paul would call her a wiggle worm the way she moved around above him.

Colleen's body began trembling as her hands clutched the headboard as Paul skillfully worked the tip of his tongue against her clitoris.

"Uh. Yeah. Baby. Do it to me. Uh. Um. God. I'm going too . . . Cum. Shit."

Paul held the palm of his hands on her ass while she pushed down into his face. She often lost control and pushed herself down as hard as she could when she came so Paul had to keep her from squishing his head.

Colleen began settling down again as Paul worked his tongue delicately against her clit. Paul wasn't well endowed and he knew it so he would try to perform in a way that would be both stimulating to Colleen and himself. He loved having her sit on his face.

"Honey. Please. Pinch my ass."

Colleen loved having her ass pinched as he liked her pussy. Paul learned by teasing her when they were dating that Colleen had a fetish about having her ass pinched. This helped her intensify her orgasms and brought her to another plateau.

She would tilt her head back and close her eyes as Paul gently pinched her skin and he would hit a certain spot with his tongue at the same time that would instantly make her cum.

"Oh. Fuck . . . Uh . . . God . . . Yeah . . . Oh . . . Yeah . . . So. Good . . . "

Paul could look straight up and see the expression on Colleen's face when she came. He saw the gleam in her eyes which told him how well he was performing. Colleen often joked about having his tongue insured.

Colleen's body temporary relaxed as she looked down into her husband's eyes and ran her fingers in his hair. She was still gently rocking her body as he worked his tongue on her pussy. This was her way of giving them a little break in between her orgasms.

"Oh. Honey. I love you so much."

Paul couldn't verbally respond with his mouth covered with pussy but Colleen knew how much he loved her by looking into his eyes.

Colleen straightened herself back into position and clutched the headboard again as Paul worked his magic with his tongue in her pussy. All Colleen had to do was keep focused on how much they were in love to make her cum. It happened almost instantly when she moved into position.

"Ah . . . God . . . Yes . . . Paul . . . Baby . . . Yeah . . . "

Colleen was having her third orgasm, and knew Paul wanted to cum so she slid back down his chest and impaled herself on Paul's stiff dick with one gentle shove. She felt tight as a glove although Paul wasn't any larger than four inches. Colleen never had any children and she was built very small and was a perfect fit for Paul.

Paul held her ass while she leaned forward and kissed his lips and started rocking up and down his cock.

"God . . . You always feel so tight."

Colleen kissed her husband again as she moved above him and swayed her hips making him moan again.

"Honey. You're going to make me cum too quick."

Colleen giggled.

"If it feels good, let it happen."

It wasn't a minute later that Paul started grunting and moaned.

"Oh. Yeah . . . Here it is . . . God . . . Yeah . . . "

Colleen had her own talent as she flexed her talented pussy muscles to milk Paul's cum. She got the idea about learning how to control her muscles down there when she learned how to belly dance.

Paul's eyes were closed as he spurted one more shot inside his wife as he felt her pussy milking every last drop out of his balls. He finally opened his eyes and saw Colleen smiling down at him.

"Are you ready?"

Paul smiled and shook his head as Colleen reached for a towel on the night stand and laid it out along Paul's body. She slowly raised herself off his cock holding his sperm inside her pussy. She positioned herself over the towel than pushed his cum out of her pussy letting it drip onto the towel.

Colleen had so much control with her pussy muscles that she was able to hold it inside as long as she needed. Paul loved to see it drip out so that's why she came up with the idea of using the towel. He thought it was too slimy to drip out on his legs.

She would much prefer holding it inside her until she reached the toilet but she loved pleasing her husband and would do anything to please him. Paul wiped the outside area around Colleen's pussy with the towel as she raised herself and walked to the bathroom.

Paul laid back on the pillow with his hands under his head watching Colleen's little ass shacking on its way to the toilet. Paul folded the towel, not wanting to look at his cum any longer. It always reminded him of the fact that his sperm count was too low to produce any children.

Colleen wanted children just as bad as he did and they always thought about adopting but put it off every year because of financial reasons.

Paul fell asleep with his arm around Colleen thinking how lucky he was to be married to suck a loving and caring wife.

Chapter 2

Sunday was a beautiful day for the race, the sun was shining and it wasn't extremely hot. Colleen and Paul were walking around visiting the different concession stands that were parked around the entrance to the track. Paul bought Colleen a cap and as he placed it on her head, he noticed a black man starring at them from across the isle.

Paul thought he recognized the man but couldn't place him. Later when they were seated, Paul just happen to turn around and saw the man sitting about four rolls behind Colleen. He was starring back at Paul so Paul quickly turned around and ignored it.

The race was well under way and Colleen had drunk so much soda that she had to run to the lady's room. Paul watched her walk up the isle and saw the black man get up and follow Colleen up the steps.

Paul tried to keep his eye on Colleen but there were so many people in the isle that it was almost impossible to see her. He was getting a little worried and kept watching for Colleen to return. He was worried and looked at his watch and saw she was gone for almost twenty minutes when he decided to go and find her.

Paul stood and just as he was ready to move saw Colleen making her way back to their seat. He felt so relieved that she had returned.

"I was getting worried about you."

"Oh. There was a long line in the bathroom."

"Oh."

"Paul. I was on my way back and a man stopped me and introduced himself as our new neighbor. He moved in last weekend and said he recognized us and wanted to say hello. He told me that his name was Marvin."

"Honey. By any chance was this guy a black man?"

"Yeah. Have you seen him already?"

Paul turned around and saw the black guy smiling back at him and nodded his head.

"No. I think he's sitting behind us."

Colleen turned to look and waived and smiled at the man.

Driving back home, Paul mentioned the way Marvin had starred at them.

"Honey. That guy gave me the creeps the way he was looking at us. I happen to notice starring at us a couple times while we were at the track."

"Oh. Paul. I don't think he meant any harm. I just think he recognized us and wanted to introduce himself like he mentioned."

"I don't think we should get too friendly with him."

"He actually invited us over for a drink later tonight. I didn't think you would mind. I didn't know you had eery feelings about him."

That evening, Paul was waiting in the front yard for Colleen to finish getting ready. He was looking in the direction of their new neighbor's house. They lived in the country and Marvin's house sat back in the woods across the street from their house.

The nearest home from them was about a mile away which made it very secluded. The elderly couple that lived in Marvin's house had to sell because they could no longer do the work that it desperately needed.

Paul knocked on the front door and Marvin greeted them. He appeared to be friendlier than Paul had seen at the track. Marvin was black and he was muscular and tall. He was very well dressed and his house seemed very neat and clean.

"You must excuse the house. I'm still getting everything the way I want it."

Paul shook his hand as they sat down. Colleen sat next to Paul and straightened her dress. She had showered and changed her clothes and was wearing a casual dress with flip flops.

"So. Marvin. What do you do for a living?"

"I'm a writer. I write books about humane psychology."

Colleen took an interest as she asked.

"Oh. That is very interesting. I bet you have a degree in psychology. Have you ever worked in a clinic or practiced on your own?"

"Yes. I actually do and work with the hospital with their mental ward."

Paul couldn't help notice that Marvin kept watching Colleen as if he was studying her. Paul listened, the way Marvin questioned Colleen about her family, education, hobbies, and their marriage. Paul felt Marvin was getting too personal for their first meeting as neighbors.

Marvin had prepared them drinks and Paul was sure feeling tired. He had almost fallen asleep next to Colleen who was blabbing away with their new neighbor.

Paul must have missed a portion of the conversation as Colleen nudged him to wake up.

"Honey. I better get you home before you fall asleep here on Marvin's sofa. It was so nice meeting you and learning so much tonight. Oh. I'll be here around noon tomorrow for tea."

Colleen helped Paul get on his feet and to the door as she shook hands with Marvin.

"I'll see you tomorrow."

Paul held onto Colleen as they walked across the street in the dark. The only sound that could be heard was the loud chirping of the crickets.

Paul seemed dazed as she held onto his arm to keep him from falling down.

"Honey. I don't know what it was but I seemed to get really tired talking to Marvin."

"That's all right Honey. You had a long day. You're problebly tired from being at the race all day."

Chapter 3

Paul was ready for work that Monday morning and kissed Colleen on his way out. He almost forgot that she was having tea with Marvin at lunch and wouldn't call her as he normally did every day.

Colleen was actually excited to be joining Marvin that day. He appeared to be a very interesting man. She dressed as usual in her shorts and a knit top and slipped on her flip flops and walked over to Marvin's house with a dish of home made cookies.

Colleen knocked on the screen door.

"Come in. It's open."

Colleen stepped through the door and saw Marvin at the sink getting cups for the tea. She politely put the dish of cookies she had baked on the kitchen table.

"Go ahead and sit down and make yourself comfortable."

Colleen smiled as she sat down and waited for her host to join her. Marvin walked over with her tea and sat across the table from her.

"Thank you for bringing the cookies. That was really sweat of you."

"Oh. It's nothing. I like to bake and do it all the time for my husband."

"How long have you two been married?"

"We just celebrated our fifth wedding anniversary."

"Mmm. Sounds like the two of you have a good thing going there. Do you have any plans for children in the future?"

"Well. I would like to say we do but you see, Paul's sperm count is too low and we are unable to have children. We have considered adopting but maybe in the future."

"I'm sorry to hear about his problem. Does your husband get depressed or maybe feel inadequate?"

"Marvin. It really bothers Paul a lot but I try and tell him its not his fault."

"You're a young woman. Does it bother you that your husband is unable to father a child?"

Colleen hesitated. "Yes. I would love to become a mother."

"Colleen. I don't mean to sound too personal, but I've had many years of training in my field and have spent much time in counseling married couples. Um. Colleen. Please. I'm sorry if you are offended but may I ask you if you have a good sexual relationship with your husband?"

Colleen blushed. "Oh. I guess we have a good one. I meant . . . Well . . . My husband feels he is inadequate in that department as well."

"Colleen. I might be able to help you both. Please don't be afraid to tell me the truth. Does your husband satisfy you sexually?"

Colleen sipped her tea and starred at the cookies. She had a smile on her face but was hesitant to share her thoughts with Marvin. Hesitantly, she finally opened up.

"Paul does another thing that makes up for what he can't do. You see. He is smaller than most normal men but he has another way to please me that I enjoy very much."

"Colleen. You must love your husband very much to accept such a compensation in your sexual relationship."

"Uh. Yeah. I guess. I feel so uncomfortable talking about this."

"Colleen. It's all right I understand. Most wives refuse to even speak about their sexual relationship with their husband's. You see. There are many wives who have un fulfilling sexual relationships with their husband's but they seem mentally stuck. They feel as if they have no other alternative but to accept the life that they have been dealt."

Colleen sipped on her tea as she listened to Marvin. Marvin took something small and shiny out of his pocket and held it up in front of his face. It was attached to a small thin chain. He started to move it back and forth.

"Colleen. Have you ever seen one of these before?"

"No. I don't think so. It looks so pretty."

"I want you to keep your eye on it, Colleen. Watch the crystal. Keep your eyes focused on that crystal. This will help you feel better about yourself. It will take away all of the guilt you are feeling. That's it. Keep watching it."

Colleen's eyes were focused.

"Colleen. You're beginning to feel sleepy. When you feel sleepy, I want you to close your eyes and sleep. That's it. Sleep for me."

Colleen's eyes were closed and she sat motionlessly in her chair.

"That's good. I want you to stay asleep for me, Colleen. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Good. I want you to explain to me what the special little thing your husband can do for you that you feel compensated when you are being intimate with him."

Colleen still had her eyes closed as she smiled thinking about what Paul can do with his tongue.

"Paul uses his tongue on my clitoris. He is so skilled at his movements that he can actually make me have multiple orgasms."

"I'm surprised to learn this. Most women wouldn't be satisfied only having a tongue bring them to orgasm. Paul must be much less inadequate than I originally figured. Would you say that his penis would match the size of a boy?"

"Yes. Paul isn't any larger than a cousin I saw when I was a teenager. My cousin was fourteen and we had gone skinny dipping together in a pond once."

"Colleen. You must still be very tight. Have you learned any skills that would help enhance having sex with Paul?"

Colleen was smiling again.

"I took belly dancing lessons and I learned how to control the muscles in my pussy with movements that I learned by experimenting."

"Good for you! You're a very smart woman and you have a very lovely figure. Have you learned any other tricks with your pussy that may help your sad situation?"

Colleen lost her smile for a few seconds thinking about the word, sad that Marvin had said. She retained that smile again as she thought about an answer she could give him.

"When Paul shots his cum into me, I can squeeze my pussy shut tight and hold his sperm inside me as long as I want. Paul loves to see it drip into a towel so I usually do that for him."

"Colleen. I'm so amazed to learn about your special talents. It's such a shame that such beauty and talent are going to waste on an inadequate lover."

"Marvin. Paul is my husband and I try to please him."

"You are very right to do that, my dear. My professional opinion would be that you should be awarded for such thoughtful consideration. You need to start thinking about your own desires."

Colleen sat with her eyes still closed but her facial movements indicated that she was wondering and wanted to know about these desires.

"Colleen. When you wake up, you will remember the things that I'm about to explain to you. You will feel the need to explore these ideas and which will become your own desires. You will feel the extreme desire to learn more and to fulfil the desires I will tell you about. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?"

"Yes. I understand."

"Colleen. I will give you a few web site addresses that I want you to visit. I want you to read the stories and you will develop the sexual desire and need to actually explore these situations yourself. You will learn by reading about other wives who are stuck in a situation much like yourself. Do you understand everything so far?"

"Should I tell Paul about the sites?"

"No. We will keep this to ourselves for now. I want you to remain calm and in my control and I want you to open your eyes now."

Colleen slowly opened her eyes and starred at Marvin.

"Good. I'm going to give you this list of web sites for you to visit and you will study these subjects. Cuckolding, cheating, black men, interracial sex. Do you understand everything I've told you?"

"Yes. I will start researching as soon as I return home."

"Good. Now before you go, I want you to return back here every day at eleven and report to me about what you have learned. Remember. You will strongly have the desire to obey my commands and continuously have the desire to learn about these subjects. You will be totally aroused when you read about these subjects. You must not allow Paul to find out about any of this. Do you understand?"