Thank-you for the (mostly) nice feedback I had from my earlier stories. I took a bit of a break from it but thought I would try again and describe some more of Alison's adventures. I hope you enjoy.
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My name is Alison and a few months back I was introduced to something new in a hotel room in London. I was initiated into this life by a woman known as Kala who showed me how to excite and control others. The ability changed me ... before this, I was a happily married woman living in London. When I left Kala that day I vowed to keep this side of my life separate from my marriage. For months I managed to do just that. But then things changed ...
I live in a small village with my husband Ian. It is a quiet community where most people know each other and get along. We keep ourselves to ourselves and live a quiet life. I am very aware that my new found ability could make things difficult for me here and I try to keep it in control at all times. We have several good friends around the place and I appear to be one half of a normal couple living a simple life. We shop, we go to work, attend church on a Sunday ... a nice normal middle class husband and wife. We know a few other people in the village - one couple in particular, Garry and Gaynor, live a few streets away. Ian first got to know them as he would see Garry every morning at the train station. Garry's 33 and works in London, one of those boring trader types you hear about all over the place. He is tall and athletic – cute you might say - I see him jogging around the village at the weekend. Garry is married to Gaynor - a live at home housewife who does a lot of local charity work. Gaynor is quiet and in her mid 30's; I think Garry is definitely the alpha male in their household. Gaynor's about 5'8, is pretty with nice short dark hair and is also in good shape. They make a very attractive couple.
Last weekend Ian had to travel away on business and I was at a loose end on Saturday. I got up early, cleaned the house and then went shopping in the village to pick up a few things. Whilst I was there I saw Gaynor.
"How are you doing Alison? Garry said that Ian is away."
"Oh I'm fine thanks, just keeping busy," I replied looking at her. "I hear you have a visitor this weekend."
"Yes," Gaynor said, a frown crossing her features. "My niece Ellie is spending a few days with us. She is a nice girl but a bit temperamental. My sister has never been able to control her properly." I had met Gaynor's sister – Carol - a couple of times. They were very similar in appearance. From a distance it was hard to tell them apart. I giggled inside thinking that I was pretty sure I could "control" Ellie better than her mother would be able to.
"Actually," Gaynor paused, "Garry and I are thinking of getting out of the house tonight to go to dinner ... for some peace and quiet. Just to the local Italian restaurant, nothing fancy. As Ian is away, why don't you join us?" she said.
And without thinking I nodded and replied "Thank-you, I think I will."
"That's great!" said Gaynor, "We'll pick you up at 7:30." And with that short sentence, things between me, Gaynor, Ellie, and Garry began to change.
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I had heard the 'nothing special' part of Gaynor's sentence so didn't really take the time to dress up. I was wearing jeans, a dark tee-shirt, and black heels. Nothing exceptional, but I would definitely have raised a look from Ian if he'd been at home. I am no slouch and do look very good in jeans. On time at 7:30pm my door bell rang and Garry was standing outside with a smile on his face. He was dressed casually in a pants and a dark blue tee-shirt; I thought I saw him flick his eyes over me. I took it as a complement.
Smiling he said, "You look nice, come on ... Gaynor is waiting – and she's hungry!"
I joined them in the car for the short drive. It turned out Gaynor was indeed very hungry. This was probably because despite what she'd said, she had taken the time to dress up for the evening. She had this dark blue knee-length dress showing just an inch or two of calf before the rest of her leg was clad in her boots. She looked very sexy, and I cautioned myself to be careful. The evening passed pleasantly, we chatted over a lot of things. They described what Ellie was like (a very typical – high energy - 19 year old student), and we discussed some of the other characters in the village. Soon we had finished our meal and were driving home.
"Would you like to stop by and have some coffee," Gaynor said. "We can introduce you to Ellie."
I replied "OK" and I followed them into their house. Taking off my coat I turned and saw Ellie for the first time. The youngster was watching TV and glanced up - nodding a greeting. She had long blonde hair cascading below her shoulders, and was wearing jeans and a red tee-shirt. She was curled up on the sofa, one eye on the TV, and the other on a book she was reading on her lap. Her tee-shirt had ridden up a few inches showing her bare stomach. Gaynor and Garry moved into the kitchen to start the coffee as I sat down opposite the 19 year old.
"Hello, you must be Ellie. My name is Alison, what are you reading?" I asked. The girl smiled back at me, a little nervously.
"Oh this is just one of my study books, I need to finish it by the end of the week" she replied. Talking to Garry earlier I had discovered that Ellie was at College and was a very good English Literature student. She was nervous around other people when she first met them, but very good academically. As she relaxed she got more high maintenance.
I nodded in return, "Oh I'm sure you'll have finished by then." I smiled back - looking at the girl, trying to put her at her ease. Subtly I looked the teenager up and down, looking at the way her tee-shirt clung to her body and her jeans hugged her hips and thighs. Imperceptibly my breathing started to quicken as I looked the girl over. She did look delicious ... 'good enough to eat' I thought to myself. Ellie's eyes turned back to her book and I took the opportunity to look more closely at her. Part of me knew this was dangerous and I should be very careful playing with the girl. But another part of me found the danger exciting.
Pretty soon Gaynor was back with the coffee and the four of us sat around talking. The feeling of danger eased and the conversation started to flow. Ellie put away her book and joined us chatting. I could see she was more at ease in a group and the time passed quickly. Soon it was 10:30pm and I rose to leave, offering to take the coffee things back into the kitchen. Ellie picked up a couple of the cups and we both walked into the hallway and then through to the kitchen leaving Garry and Gaynor in the lounge talking.
I offered to wash the coffee things and Ellie joined me drying up and outing things away. Straight away I was conscious of her body next to mine and the thoughts I'd had earlier returned. Ignoring the warnings inside my head I handed her a cup gently brushing her wrist with my hand as I let go of it. I watched her out of the corner of my eye seeing she had hesitated before starting to dry the cup. I did the same again with the next cup and saw the same reaction. Ellie was concentrating hard so that she appeared relaxed. We continued this way for the remaining things ... each time my hand or arm brushing hers and each time she would take a little longer before shaking herself mentally and starting the drying.
