Nancy peered over his shoulder as he pushed past her to enter the room, to see if someone else was close by. She noticed immediately that the hallway was empty. As he positioned himself to move into the room, he ran the palm of his hand gently along her forearm. Nancy felt a tingling as he caressed the gel onto her skin.
Inside, Jack surveyed the interstate motel room, there was just one well used queen size bed and a half empty suitcase on the bed. A frown creased his 27-year old seductive lips as he considered how quickly the gel's active ingredients would take to allow him to control Nancy's mind.
"Don't worry honey", said Jack, "I'm just checking the compliance of the room with our quality standards." He walked past this university bound nervous short blond and straight to the old phone. He sat himself down on the edge of the bed and picked up the older style button phone.
Pushing 1, Jack was connected to reception.
"Miss, there is some difficulties about room 121..." Jack began.
"...No I don't want anyone entering the room until I clear it for use again...."
Jack saw the frown on Nancy's face. He hated when a woman screwed up the muscles above her eyes. He knew a face always looked much brighter when a woman smiled or laughed.
Nancy had frowned a lot when her boyfriend's father, John, had died earlier in the year. A secret love that she felt guilty about but was unable to control. But recently she has come to terms with his passing and has started to move on with her life. She was worried that going away to university might upset her ability to manage how she had dealt with his loss to her. Nancy recognised that she had been in great spirits until Jack had entered her room. She was extremely proud of herself and was delighted that she had been accepted on full scholarship to the SCU.
The only problem she had was that the university was more than a day's drive from the town she loved so much. She had driven as far as she could handle until dusk. But after a long stretch of empty highway with little to stimulate her mind, she had come across the sign for the motel. Given how weary she was she knew it was a perfect time to stop.
Jack knew the woman working at the front was affable and compliant. And Nancy knew she was lucky to find the last available room. A huge town agricultural show was occurring the next day, and Jack recognised that now all the rooms had been booked solid, he was lucky that Nancy had been able to secure the room. Nancy had certainly grown nervous as she had driven past so many no vacancy signs on the other motels she had passed before coming to this one.
Unfortunately the receptionist had neglected to mention that this room was well away from the other guest rooms and was at the end of a large hallway that had many meeting rooms off the hallway. She must have assumed that Nancy would be happy to be well away from the other residence of the motel.
Jack chuckled that this played so well into his plan to enjoy some time with Nancy. Given his preferences, he felt incredibly lucky that such a drop-dead gorgeous young blond woman had taken the room. Watching as she played with her long blonde hair that flowed down to the middle of her back, Jack guessed she might be 21, and his pulse picked up as he thought of what lay ahead for them.
He admired that she obviously barely applied any make-up, but he acknowledged that it was hardly necessary. He guessed that her breasts were a firm 38C and had pierced nipples as he saw a hint of their outline on her shirt through her bra.
Jack on the other hand did look slightly older than his 27 years. At 180cm he was in great shape from his years of competitive rowing. The rowing had helped him land a wonderfully flexible job that allowed him to indulge his fetish. Like his mother preferred, he kept his brown hair cut short. He looked more like his mother's brothers than his father. While his father had been short and stocky, Jack was taller, muscled, and had a rugged look that distracted the women he met.
Jack hung up the phone. Nancy knew right away that Jack was going to be difficult to eject from her room.
"And now you've looked, you're done?" inquired Nancy.
As he moved towards the door to the room, Jack explained, "Sorry, but no, I'm not. You're beautiful you know. Just relax, you're stuck here with me."
Nancy watched as he closed her motel room door. He stood with a quizzical look on his face, watching Nancy and her body's response to the gel. It was taking longer than he expected for her to become compliant.
"Well can't I use another room if this one isn't suitable for me?" asked Nancy.
Jack smiled and shook his head slowly, "You know that this was the last room, and that you're going to remain here as you look far too tired to do more driving. You know it's another hour to the next town."
Nancy didn't understand why she wasn't feeling panic. In this unfamiliar motel room with a man she knew nothing about, she understood she would normally be demanding he move aside to allow her to get out of this prison like room.
"Alright I'll sleep on the floor," began Nancy.
The absurdity of the suggestion was not lost on Jack, and he responded, "nonsense, this lovely bed is big enough for us to share. We'll be fine to share it and get a good nights sleep."
Strangely Nancy simply shrugged. If this ruggedly attractive man didn't mind, why should she? Besides that Nancy really did not want to sleep on the floor, her previous experiences said it was extremely uncomfortable. Her back was stiff enough as it was from driving her little electric car.
Starting to be more heavily influenced by the gel's ingredients Nancy illogically thought to herself, with more driving she needed to do tomorrow, she couldn't deal with the thought of lying uncomfortably on the carpeted floor, and it was her bed.
Jack watched as Nancy smiled at him and said, "Alright then, just stay on your side and don't touch me under the covers."
As the gel began to further affect her, Nancy found herself behaving strangely. Jack knew she was falling under the gel's influence when Nancy laughed and threw one of the pillows at him.
"Glad I got you to laugh about this situation," Jack teased, "So do you want to get ready for bed first or should I?"
