This is a stand alone fictional story with fictional characters, but it is the second part of a series depicting the struggle of a Hypnotherapist, to maintain her ethical standards as she faces an unexpected, yet growing desire for her new neighbor, Salisa Resnik.
It depicts themes of mind control and manipulation as Dr. Addison Mertow tries to resist new and powerful passions. If this in anyway offends you, please find another story. If you read on, please enjoy. You comments, suggestions and ratings are always welcome.
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Salisa finished out the day at work as a branch manager for a local bank chain that was being merged with one of the largest banks in the world. On the drive home, she replayed the events of the past twenty-four hours.
Her new neighbor, Dr. Addison Mertow, whom she met by chance the night before, became the largest new account of the year so far, just as she was being considered for a regional manager position that would put her in charge of ten branches. At least until she pared them down to seven. A task she dreaded, but it was the price you paid for added responsibility.
It was Thursday and she would start interviewing for her new position on Monday. She had worked late to help get the monthly reports as close to completion as she could, to free her up for interviewing. The month would end next Wednesday, and interviewing would probably take two days.
As fate would have it, her new neighbor was not only wealthy, but she was also a physiologist specializing in hypnotherapy, who had offered her services to prepare her for the interview process. It all seemed surreal that so much happened in just one day.
She had met Addison by accident when a phone call made her stop next door to Addison's house while jogging. Addison noticed Salisa's frustration and commented about never having enough me time, and the conversation began.
If it had not been for her husband Kenny's call, they would not have met. They hit it off, and Salisa asked Addison to join her for leftover spaghetti to welcome her to the neighborhood and ease her stress from moving day. They seemed to be on the path to becoming besties.
Salisa's BFF Cathy had moved to Tulsa for a job change last year and there had been a huge hole in her life since then. Talking on the phone was just not the same.
During dinner, they finished off a bottle of wine and moved on to two, and then three. They talked about careers, marriages, kids and life in general. Salisa was able to vent about her anxiety surrounding Kenny getting laid off as manager of the local Applebee's when they closed his store.
With her daughter Kaitlyn attending Vanderbilt, the pressure on Salisa as the sole breadwinner was a little bit overwhelming at times. Salisa loved having the chance to vent. Addison offered her hypnotherapy services as a stress relief, and confidence builder before the interview process. Salisa politely declined and told herself, she was not a 'therapy' person. Addison continued to try to sell her on the idea, but Salisa was resolute.
To top off the night, she got the call from Kenny's best friend's wife, that the boys got a bit drunk, and she thought it best that Kenny sleep it off at their place.
After that call, Salisa vented a bit more and they jokingly turned to the subject of masturbation. They both talked about their vibrators always being dependable, and then the jokes went a little too far. That's when it turned a bit creepy for Salisa.
Addison told her hypnotherapy was as gratifying as a multiple-orgasm vibe session and tried to sell her on it again. She even went as far as to tell her 'Doctor's orders' were for her to masturbate multiple times, and the resulting endorphin rush would give her the feeling she could have all the time with hypnotherapy.
Salisa shut her down quickly, chalked it up to too much alcohol and sent her home with the understanding she enjoyed meeting her and hoped they would continue the blossoming friendship, but therapy was not going to happen.
Yet less than twenty-four hours later, Salisa had masturbated to three orgasms, landed Addison as the largest new account of the year, and had a hypnotherapy session. Because of Dr. Addison Mertow, Salisa was feeling confident and, on her way, home to fuck Kenny until his ego was ready to burst.
She just played along with the hypnotherapy to humor her new client, in hopes of getting the rest of Addison's money transferred to her bank. She tried not to speculate how much it could be, but it seemed the million she transferred was only the tip of the iceberg.
She had not actually been hypnotized and felt bad, confessing at the end of the session that she had not. She had been too embarrassed to speak up during the session, not wanting to dampen Addison's confidence and excitement that she was helping Salisa. But afterwards, Salisa really did think she and Addison could be great friends and did not want to continue the charade. And, in reality, Addison really did help her tremendously. Venting and talking through her anxieties during the session was very therapeutic.
Creepiness aside, the masturbation discussion did inspire Salisa's three-orgasm vibe session, which really unearthed some suppressed needs.
Addison's guidance for dealing with Kenny about his job loss reminded Salisa that she could have the same effect on Kenny. He could really use an ego boost and endorphin rush of his own.
"Doctor's orders," said Salisa, and the tingling rush hit her lady parts. She was thankful for the mental connection to that phrase that Addison suggested during their 'session'. It would come in handy to calm her during the interviews. Not to mention getting her revved up for Kenny.
Addison took it well when Salisa was truthful to her about not actually being hypnotized, so no harm done. Salisa could then see the value in therapy, though. Getting to vent, getting a pep talk and some confidence building really can change your perspective.
And it seemed so obvious after Dr. Mertow had reminded her that Kenny's ego was at an all-time low after his job loss. What better way than to let him know he was a man. Who better to remind him of that than his loving wife!
Thursday evening, Salisa:
As she arrived home, she was pleasantly surprised by the smell of dinner. It seemed that Kenny was doing his part to encourage her. She thought he'd be hung over and sad.
Instead, he was dressed, showered and shaved, and looking a bit like his old self. Her nose told her that he had made pork chops and cheesy potatoes. One of their staples.
"Hello, beautiful, how was your day?" he asked, with a grin.
"Much better now, how was yours?" she asked, hoping his energy level meant he had a lead on a job.
She kissed him, holding it a second, to give him a teasing tongue, before breaking it. She followed that up by a hungry look.
He smirked and stepped back.
"My day is getting better by the minute. Thanks for letting me know you'd be a little late. If you want to change, dinner is ready whenever you are."
"Wow, it smells great, and I am hungry," replied Salisa.
She changed out of her work clothes and thought about what to wear. She decided on a tight pair of yoga shorts and matching tank, with no bra. As she dressed, she looked out her bedroom window toward Addison's house. She thought she saw a glimpse of her in an upstairs window. It was quick, and she wasn't sure, but it looked like she was nude. The sun was low in the sky behind her and glared off of Addison's window, so she thought it was probably an optical illusion.
She opened the sheer curtains and stood in the window for a moment, looking for any sign of movement. There was a slight rustling of the curtain initially, but she did not see anything more and went down to dinner.
"Woah, babe, that is, wow," stammered Kenny. "Are you going on a run?" he asked, as his eyes met her nipples. Then he looked up at her smile.
"No sir, Mr. Resnik, I was thinking of another form of exercise this evening. I missed you last night."
Kenny's eyes widened as did his grin. "Well, Mrs. Resnik, I am so sorry about that. How can I make it up to you?"
He stepped toward her and kissed her with a probing tongue, as his hands gripped her tight little ass in the yoga pants. He hummed as he drew her tightly to him. After a moment, he broke the kiss and grinned at her.
"Making dinner was a good start. And I think I would like something special for dessert," she said, as her hand slipped down to his crotch and rubbed him up and down twice before turning away to the dinner table, "but right now, I am starving."
He stared at her ass as she strutted to the table. His grin was bright, and he wondered if she somehow heard of the interview, he had the next day. He had hoped to surprise her, but either way, his day was getting better by the minute. He was so happy to see Salisa so amorous that evening. It had been a while, and his job situation had knocked his drive down a peg.
During dinner, he was pleasantly surprised when she told him of her introduction to the new neighbor and landing her as the biggest new account of the year just before her big interview. It seemed to add to her joy that she and the new neighbor had bonded over dinner, and already had plans during his fishing weekend. She finished off by talking about the session with her and how it helped with her confidence going into the interview.
Apparently, Dr. Mertow was the source of her good mood, which meant she hadn't heard his news. As she finished her plate, he transitioned the conversation.
"That's awesome, honey, I can't wait to meet her. So, I had some good news today, too." He grinned, causing Salisa's heart to race a bit as she knew it had to be job news.
"Do tell, Mr. Resnik," she replied, keeping the frisky banter going.
"I have an interview for the manager spot at Texas Roadhouse tomorrow. The current manager is retiring after sixteen years. I had lunch with her, and she gave me some great insight on the owners. A phone interview went well, and I will meet with them at ten tomorrow. If it works out, I will get a full month with the current manager before she retires."
"Oh, damn Kenny, sounds perfect." Salisa stood up and gave him a hug.
