This is the seventh part of a series. This is fiction any correlation to real people alive or dead is purely happenstance. I thank you for reading this.
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Over a month later on a Friday, Constance and I were hanging out at her Marin County home. Constance had me move in with her and it was only 45 minutes from my lab on Mare Island. I really enjoyed her company, so I was staying with her. Plus it beat the hell out of my cot in the lab. It was also getting later in the summer and I knew that the hottest part of the year was near. Late summer has a typical heat wave just as school restarts here in Northern California. Constance had a pool and my lab had no air conditioning. We need air conditioning for only about 10 days a year, but those days can be quite unbearable. We continued to play Constance's favorite game. Constance liked to keep me naked and hard, while she was dressed. Constance was wearing one of her new sun dresses. It really looked good on her fabulous body. The pronounced shelf that was her enhanced bosom stood straight out defying gravity. Her hard nipples distorted the surface of the thin fabric. The wispy thin fabric clung to her curves. I was nude; Constance loved to keep me that way. It made her feel more dominant. I loved being her naked plaything. I was addicted to the thrill of it and she was very happy. I would do anything to please her. She was the best thing that ever happened to me.
I did not realize it that day at the market, but Constance was a woman of tremendous means. She did not need to work, though she did. She was a member of the board of a major financial concern, mostly due to the large percentage of shares she owned. In fact her parents had set her up with forever wealth. Her father had been the C.E.O. of that huge conglomerate before his retirement and Constance felt it better to use her intellect to insure it continued to succeed. She had helped her father double their family fortune with her keen ability to make the right decisions regarding people. She considered it her father's legacy. She kept informed and went to the monthly board meetings. This meant she needed to take a monthly trip to Manhattan. She wanted me to stay at her place until she decided when we would marry. I had already asked her to be mine forever.
"You mean you want to be mine forever?" she corrected.
"Whatever as long as we are to together," I said.
"It matters to me, I am not a possession," Constance said as she playfully swatted my bare behind.
We knew we were destined for each other, but she wanted her parents on board before we made any real wedding plans.
"Is it today that Virginia comes to clean?" I asked.
"Yes, she comes on Wednesdays and Fridays," Constance said.
"Do you still want to play naked male clothed female while she is here?" I asked. Virginia was Constance's house keeper. She was a legal immigrant from Venezuela. She was almost 60 years old. I did not want to offend her. She was an extremely pleasant woman. I really liked her. Even though Marguerite and Jackie now lived here full time, Constance's loyalty to Virginia had her retain her services as well.
"Are you getting shy?" Constance asked.
"No, but I don't want to freak her out," I said.
"I plan on you giving her free New Life cosmetics today," Constance said.
"Okay, but what about the imprinting issue?" I asked.
"I have another theory about that," Constance said.
"Which is what?" I asked.
"I think Pleasure only links people who have some sexual attraction," She said.
"Ok, that is a good theory, but it reacts very unlike anything I have worked with," I said.
"I think I am right this time," Constance said.
"So I won't touch the creams at all then," I said.
"Yes and I am not attracted to Virginia, so no imprint," Constance said.
"Good theory, but we should ask her if she is attracted to you under the influence of the perfume," I said.
"What if she says she is?" Constance asked.
"Then you should ask her if you being her mistress is exciting," I said.
"You just want to see me controlling another woman," Constance said.
"Yes of course I do. She looks like she was really hot at 30," I said with a grin.
"You are such a Cad," she said smiling.
"Tell me you would not like to control another hot female slave," I said
"You already know I would love too, but remember I will not entrap anyone," Constance said.
"Let's not count our chickens before the eggs hatch," I said.
"Remember next week you are going with me to Manhattan again and then to Hamptons to meet my mother and father," she said.
"I know, I want to see if my products work on 77 year olds," I said.
"I have not told them about them yet," Constance said.
"I will have the tubes labeled and very specific instructions for them," I said. I had just used some of the money Constance paid me for a machine that put my product in plastic tubes. My bank account was fatter than it had been in years. This costly machine was awesome it filled and sealed the tubes in small batches. That way I could sell kits of just the right amounts to competent customers. I wanted to make the most of the limited raw materials.
"Good I don't want to have to see my elderly parents naked," Constance said.
"What if they look 30 after Pleasure does its thing?" I asked.
"That would be weird. I want them to end up looking 40 at the youngest," Constance said.
"I want your member hard, Terrence. Virginia is due in 1 hour and I want you sexually teased and needy by then," Constance said. My cock was once again hard at her command.
Constance was still mesmerized by my 12-inch soldier, even though she kept me naked and hard most of the time. Her nipples were hard and poking the material of the sun dress at the sight of my big fella.
"This never gets old. You cannot climax Terrence," She said.
"You really like this don't you?" I asked.
"What is not to like? If you control a man's penis you control the man. You know you love it," she said.
"I do, it is so exciting," I said.
"Let's go out on the front porch swing and make out," Constance said.
I followed her out onto the porch and sat next to her on the swing. She grabbed me and kissed me. It was becoming even clearer that she wanted to be the aggressor as always.
"You know this is the only place the neighbors next door can see," she said. She a look on her face that I was learning to recognize, it meant she had wicked plans. The neighbor's yard was about 1 acre away. It was up a steep hill. A typical large California redwood deck that was elevated on stilts anchored to the hillside overlooked us.
"I did not," I said.
I was kind of worried I might be seen, that thought was very exciting.
She kissed me again putting her tongue in my mouth. She grabbed my erection and started to stroke it. She looked up to the neighbor's distant balcony.
"Look can you see the glare off Martha's telescope?" Constance asked.
"Yes, how do you know it is Martha?" I asked.
Constance wanted to expose me. That must be what had her intellect excited.
"Sit here and play with your penis while I go call her," Constance said.
"What if she reports me for public indecency?" I asked feeling truly concerned. This was a very posh neighborhood; I did not want any trouble.
"She won't and if you want to climax today you better do as you're told," Constance said as she went inside.
I started to stroke my erect member. It felt good and it was very erotic knowing a stranger was watching. I stroked it several times. Constance came back with her phone. She pushed the screen several times and I could hear the sound of it dialing. Then I heard it ringing on the other end. The phone was on speaker. The glare off the telescope wobbled.
"Hello Martha, are you enjoying the show?" Constance asked.
"What show dear?" Martha's voice said.
"It is okay Martha; he wants you to watch," Constance said.
"Oh he does," Martha said.
"Yes get your eye back on that Telescope," Constance said. The glare flashed again off the telescope lens.
"Do you see how young he looks?" Constance asked.
"Yes I do," Martha said.
"He is sixty years old," Constance said.
