Chapter 03
Sent Home
Florence gave up trying to fight off the silly bimbo personality. Having been hypnotised all week the influence ran too deep. She was stuck with an air-head girl making all the decisions for her. The person she was hypnotised to be, was called Candy.
Playing at being a stupid bimbo for an hour or two with her husband was fun, but a whole week of it was dreadful. What made it so bad, was that Candy had a crush on Tommy, a young eighteen year old. As a mature married woman she was passed all that nonsense. She had responsibilities and a position in the community, yet she was behaving like a love sick puppy.
Tommy was looking after her in his father's house, while he was away on business. Candy was so wrapped up in pleasing Tommy, she was willing to do anything for him. Unfortunately it didn't mean just tidying up the house, it meant sleeping with him.
She was painfully aware of what was happening, and helpless to prevent it. Her mind was being used by Candy, and her body was being used by Tommy. He easily outwitted the stupid bimbo, and was teaching her lewd tricks.
Candy lay back on the floor, completely naked. She had lost her clothes while playing strip poker.
"Do I have too?" Candy complained. She screwed up her eyebrows and pouted her lips at him.
"You lost the hand, and don't have any clothes left. You have to pay a forfeit instead. Rules of the game," Tommy explained yet again.
"I'd rather have you!" she sweetly smiled at him.
"No, that wouldn't be a forfeit, would it," he pointed out.
Before she could ask again what a forfeit meant, he indicated she should get on with it. He watched her pick up the vibrator and rub it between her lips. She didn't show much enthusiasm.
He leaned forward, steadied her hand, and switched it on.
"Oooo! That tickles," she giggled.
A little more enthusiasm was shown as her lips parted. They were becoming slick with juices as she tickled her clit.
"Try to imagine it's me you have in your hand," Tommy encouraged.
"Eh?" Candy mumbled.
She closed her eyes, to concentrate on the sensations. She had no compunction in following Tommy's instructions, it was just that she found things so difficult to understand. He had made her his by taking her; making love to her. So now she had to do whatever he said, and she really wanted to please him. After all, she didn't want to be dumped, as that would be a disaster.
Florence felt waves of arousal overcoming her. It wasn't just Candy who felt the sensations. It was her body heating up, and that worked on her too. As humiliating as it was, the climax couldn't be resisted. She and her alter ego, Candy were close.
Candy threw her head back and wailed. Her whole body rocked. The dildo was worked hard up inside her, then back out over her clit. It fell from her hand, as the orgasm reached out to her limbs, leaving them weak.
Tommy watched her intently. He had never seen a girl masturbate before, so found it amazing. Her orgasm with him was impressive, as she would lose control, seemingly taken over by it. This too was worth watching. After awhile her eyes flickered open and she gave him a big smile.
"Oh Tommy! Like that was wonderful. You know how to please you're little Candy," she demurely said, with an expression of delight.
The phone rang a few times before he heard it. He rocked forward in the chair, almost dropping the phone. His father was giving him a warning that he would be back in an hour or two.
He looked around the place, only then noticing that everything was tidy for a change. Candy might be a stupid bimbo, but Florence was an experienced housewife. He hadn't noticed her cleaning the place. He would have to explain why it looked so good later, though right now he had to get rid of the reason.
"Get dressed, Candy," he firmly said. Fortunately she was satisfied and didn't argue. When he ushered her out to a cab, she seemed unusually confused.
Florence was jubilant. At last she was being sent home. She repeated the address to Candy again and again. She told Candy this was a good idea, and that she needed to get home. Candy didn't want to leave Tommy, but he was firm and had her in the cab before she knew what was happening.
Candy was shocked from being sent away by her boyfriend. In this state it gave Florence a chance to work on her. Once home she might regain some control. She just hoped her husband was there to break the damned hypnotic suggestion.
'Yes!' Florence silently yelled once the door was closed behind her.
Candy was in a sullen mood, almost going along with suggestions from Florence. In the bedroom Florence wanted to change out of the ridiculous clothes, but Candy just sat and moped. After all, the stupid one was a teenager.
***
Mathew came home from a week at a resort. He wondered why Florence hadn't turned up, and tried phoning home several times. At the point of returning home he reasoned that the vacation had been paid for, so why not enjoy it. He didn't want to face the repacking either.
Sitting at the bar looking concerned, a smiling face asked if he was alright. He found a distraction, a beautiful blonde distraction. During the day they walked in the park, chatted in the gym, and floated around in the pool. They flirted while drinking at the bar in the evenings. The third day found them drinking too much, ending with a steamy night in her cabin.
Catherine was lively and intelligent, and great fun to be with. Now he had to return home to face an unpleasant scene. On the drive home he felt so guilty, he forgot about why Florence hadn't joined him at the resort.
"Florence! You here?" he shouted, while heaving luggage through the door. He unpacked his clothes, dumping them in the utility room. Her case he took to their room.
"What's wrong? I've been worried about you!" he complained. Seeing her just sitting there ignoring him was a clue.
"Have you been here like this?" Matthew asked. He was worried that she might have been just sitting there all week. He looked her over, to realise it was a stupid notion.
Florence wanted to shout with happiness, now her husband was home and freedom was so close. She knew not to yell at the stupid girl, as she would just be ignored. Florence felt the tide of emotion pushing Candy into action.
"Oh! Wow! You're home!" Candy exclaimed, in a high pitched girly voice. She was a little confused about who this man was. For some reason she felt very happy he was home.
The reaction confirmed it. She had put herself under the influence of the bimbo personality. It couldn't have been all week, for that would be too much for anyone to withstand. She must have triggered it in anticipation of his homecoming.