Ch. 03 - The Twilight Zone
After our mid week adventure, I had a hard time concentrating at work. I could not get my mind off my wife. I felt a bit of anxiety as well as aroused as I wondered what she might conjure up for this weekend. When Friday afternoon finally came and I arrived home, she had coffee brewing.
She greeted me with a kiss and a hot cup of coffee. I returned the kiss and asked how her day had gone. I could not hide my excitement of seeing her and the thought of the entire weekend with her.
She had a perplexed look on her face and slowly responded, "Honey, we need to talk about something. I am not sure I told you this, but Jack is also an MD and is concerned about too much sex making my vagina sore and possibly even my tongue."
"Does that mean no sex this weekend?" I asked in a concerned manner. We had been having sex quite often and I was concerned and disappointed. But I was willing to postpone sex for her well being. Even though she had been emphasizing the need to be unpredictable, I did not foresee what she said next.
"Well that may not be necessary. As you may have guessed, Jack has conditioned me to climax in response to yours. I have an orgasm when you start to cum, whether you are fucking me or I am sucking you. He just wants you to have some conditioning too. That should solve the problem."
"Conditioning, what kind of conditioning?" I balked at the idea, but in the pit of my stomach I knew I would do anything for this beautiful female.
"Well before you get too upset, let me explain the method. We can do it here together, just us. I need you to take a short nap. I will put a strap around your head to monitor your brain waves. As you drift off to sleep you will enter a short period that Jack called 'the twilight zone'. During that time your right brain communicates with your left brain. I will know when this is happening by monitoring your brain waves, seeing when they become theta waves. I will then play a tape recording that Jack has prepared for us."
"What's on the tape recording?" I asked in a concerned tone. She looked at me with an expression of a professional medic. But my attention drifted from her face to her legs. She sat with her legs spread and her pussy exposed beneath her skirt. Mesmerized by the sight of her seductive slit I could barely concentrate on her words.
"Never mind what's on the tape, it's the effects that are important. I will explain those later. For now just understand that the condition for sex is conditioning. Come lie on the couch. I have put something in your coffee to make you sleep."
She was placing a strap around my forehead as I drifted off to sleep. I had a short but vivid dream of my wife being gang fucked by men with enormous cocks. She was sucking them and they were fucking her. Some were jacking and shooting their cum over her naked body. Then suddenly they left and she came over to me. I woke up with brick hard on.
I went upstairs to find my wife dressing for dinner. When she saw me she smiled and asked me to get dressed. She would explain my conditioning over dinner. She was dressed in a stunning black dress and richly ordained in expensive jewelry. I quickly showered and dressed.
Over dinner, she explained the conditioning to me. It went something like this: Jack had given her a lubricant that had the appearance of male sperm. This lubricant had a healing aid that would also prevent her vagina and tongue from getting sore. The problem was when I fucked her with this lubricant in her she would be so sloppy and loose I would not stay hard. However, my conditioning would make me crave having her after large men had stretched her pussy and left their sperm in her. I would imagine that the lubricant was their sperm and I would fuck her in a frantic mindless frenzy. However, it was her job to arrange a situation where at least to me it would appear possible that it really was male sperm and not the lubricant.
I didn't really follow what she was up to. I just smiled and asked, "Does this mean we can fuck when we get home?"
She laughed, "We will fuck tonight, but first we are going dancing. Ok if I lead tonight?"
I am usually a little dim and take what people say literally. Tonight I caught the double meaning and responded with a grin, "I will follow you to the letter, without protests."