NOTE FROM AUTHOR: This is the second of eight chapters. It will make a whole lot more sense if you have also read chapter one. This story involves a woman who does things under hypnosis that she would never have done if she were in her right mind. If this sort of thing offends you, I suggest you move on to other stories. Personally, I think this is a pretty hot story understanding that the whole thing is fiction and not to be confused with actual events or real people. It's the stuff of fantasies. Hope you enjoy it.
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THE PSYCHIATRIST
Chapter Two
THE PAYOFF
It was awkward and obviously uncomfortable for Chuck to kneel there next to me while my arms and legs were still tied to the chair but he somehow felt he owed me at least this much courtesy as my long time golfing buddy. He spoke up; "So Rob, you pretty much know what happened next, do you really have to hear all the gory details?"
I looked over at my wife lying peacefully on the bed and said, "I need to know Chuck. I've got to sort this out in my head. I have to decide if our marriage is over as I kick my cheating wife to the curb or whether she is simply a drunk girl who innocently entered into a foolish bet with a master manipulator. If that's the case, I need to scoop her up in my arms and lovingly begin the process of healing our wounds.
I need to know what happened or else I know I'll go insane with nagging questions. It sounds like she is not going to be in any position to give me the details I need."
Chuck immediately protested. "No way Rob, don't let this put an end to your marriage! You and Holly are perfect for each other and you make the best couple I've ever met. Yes, she made a foolish bet but I know and you do as well that none of the rest of this stuff that's happened has taken place with any understanding on her part. This Holly that you saw here tonight isn't the Holly that either you or I know!"
With that Chuck readjusted his position by putting a bar towel on the floor under his knees. Meanwhile we could still hear laughter and the sounds of drink glasses and beer bottles in the other room. But all that noise was blocked from my mind as I concentrated on the relaxed inhale and exhale coming from my wife. Wistfully I asked Chuck; "Is there any way you can let me touch her? I just want to lay my hand on her shoulder so she knows I'm here."
Chuck answered; "I don't think that's a good idea since neither you nor I understand this hypnosis thing. We could inadvertently mess something up in her mind. No, I think we just have to let this thing play out." Then he went on; "Shall we just watch and wait or do you still need to know what happened when the doc pinched her ear and spoke the command?"
It was pretty obvious to me that Chuck would rather not have to explain all the details but nonetheless I said; "No Chuck, I need to know the details, especially since Holly will apparently have little or no recall of what happened here. One of us needs to know."
So, Chuck began to tell the whole sordid story of how Holly responded to 'the command' when Jim gave it to her: "I've never experienced anything like it in my entire life. Holly was still sitting on her bar stool turned around with her back to the bar, Lou was behind the bar hanging on to every word that was being spoken while Jim and I were standing on the floor in front of her.
We weren't standing super close toβ¨her in an intimidating way, just standing a couple feet away watching. Jim was on my right when he pinched Holly's ear and clearly said, "Holly, COMMENCE". I kid you not Rob, as soon as he said that word, Holly shot up off the bar stool and threw her arms around my neck pressing her lips to mine. Then within seconds she was unbuttoning my shirt and shoving it off my shoulders. Next, she started to grab at my pants when Jim spoke up saying that we all needed to move to a more private location.
The doc didn't know that Lou had such a great set up in his office but we all moved down the hall way into this room. As soon as we were next to the bed Holly again grabbed the front of my pants and began backing up until she could sit down on the bed all the while pulling me toward her. Then with incredible speed she unbuckled my belt, unfastened my Levi's and lowered my zipper.
Honestly Rob, it happened so fast I barely knew what she was doing before my pants were at my knees as she looked up into my eyes and said, "I've been wanting to do this ever since Rob introduced you to me at the golf club two years ago." Rob, I know that Holly doesn't usually act like this but what could I do? I was turned on!"
At that comment, I couldn't help but let out a huge sigh and I felt Chuck put his hand on my shoulder saying, "I promise you buddy, it was a shock to me too. I had no idea she had ever entertained thoughts like that. Neither of us ever said or did anything I can think of to even hint at such a thing. Maybe it wasn't really her talking but just acting out the sex crazed woman theme that Jim had placed in her head."
Chuck went on, "Well, I was standing in my boxers with my pants now at my ankles. Then I was able to kick off my loafers and step out of my pants just as Holly stuck her thumbs into the elastic of my boxers and slowly lowered them over my now rock hard cock. When she did that, she just said; "Very nice" as she pushed my boxers to the floor and wrapped her left hand around the base of my cock.
Look Rob, I want you to know that Liz and I are happily married and neither of us have ever cheated on one another at least as far as I know but geez, I'm only a human! How could I resist your gorgeous wife with her hand on my privates? I was totally mesmerized as she stuck out her tongue and began licking and toying with me. Then with her right hand she began unbuttoning her own blouse somehow shrugging it off her shoulders her blouse hit the floor. After that, without a pause she wrapped her lips around my cock while using both hands she reached behind her back to unfasten her bra."
I was shocked as I sat there tied up listening to what seemed like an unbelievable story about my wife. I couldn't believe my ears, yet, I had seen enough of the action to realize that he must be telling me the truth.
He went on with his account of the evenings events; "God Rob, Holly's tits are perfect! I mean, I knew that she was in great shape but I've never in my life seen a more perfect rack! What size are they by the way?"
I numbly answered his inquiry by simply saying "36C".
Chuck just let out a moan and continued; "Well, all I can say is if a sculptor ever wanted to make a statue of the world's most perfect body he should use Holly for his model!"