Part two, Donnie had finally found out the secret. Having just had incredible sex with his wife, Mary, the story continues.
I now had the secret and the power. The past two weeks were incredible. My wife Mary had become my insatiable sex slave, not that she ever denied me, but sex with her was just so fantastic now. I didnât know it, but I had not really pondered my situation beyond that, yet.
âDonnie, Donnie!â Mary shook me out of my daydreaming. âAmy and Norm are coming over in an hour. Go get cleaned up.â
With all that had happened, I realized that I hadnât seen Norm and Amy for two days. My dick started to stiffen at the thought of Amy.
Showered and shaved, I came down to the living room where Mary was waiting for me. I walked over to my wife and kissed her on her sweet little mouth. My hand crept up to her breast and as I gave her a squeeze the doorbell rang.
Mary let Amy and Norm in and as they exchanged greetings, I could see in their faces that they werenât here for sex. Mary, the perfect hostess, got everyone a drink and we all sat down.
Amy was the first to speak. âWe werenât sure until about eight hours ago, but weâre moving to Chicago. Norm was accepted into a research facility there.â
âCongratulations, ole buddy, I didnât know you were looking for anything.â I said.
âIâm happy for you both, but we just got back together and now you two are leaving again. Youâre not going to disappear like last time are you?â Mary asked.
âNo, nothing like that.â Norm quickly answered. âThis time youâll know where we are and we still visit. You guys can come out to see us too.â
I motioned with my head, âLetâs get another drink, Norm.â
We went into the kitchen. âNorm, what am I going to do?â
âWhat do you mean?â Norm asked as he could see concern on my face.
âYou show up after three years, you lay all this research shit on me, you give me this power over women, and now youâre leaving before I can get a handle on it.â
Norm understood what I was talking about. He had in fact felt the same way in the beginning.
âDonnie, look.â Norm started. âThere is nothing to get excited about. Just take your time when youâre going to use this gift. Let me try and make it as simple as possible. If you going after a woman or women, pick your target carefully. Relax and donât put yourself in a position that you canât get out of. If your going to use this for Mary, then again, pick your target and time and place. After a couple of times it will come pretty natural. Remember, you donât have to fuck the world!â
I looked at him and he grinned. âReally, relax it is irreversible, it will always work. Just think the situation through before you start anything. OK?â
âOK.â I answered. I wasnât feeling confident at all.
The next day Mary and I took them to the airport. After hugs and kisses, we watched them board. We stayed long enough to watch their plane take off. We drove home in silence. I think we both thought we lost them again.
The next couple of weeks were uneventful, except for the terrific sex with Mary.
I had started a list of prospective women in my head. This list was based on my attraction [lust] for the woman, availability to her, and the opportunity to be in close proximity when she had something to eat or drink.
My Neanderthal mind didnât stray far. So far I had four candidates.
1. Maggie, 26, married, Maryâs younger sister. She was a younger version of Mary.
2. Helen, 49, married, Maryâs mother. I know what youâre thinking, but like her two daughters she was still hot. Breasts a little heavier and a little fuller in the butt.
3. Eileen, 36, married, my older brotherâs wife. Tall, dark, big tits, long legs, with a bitchy disposition that made you want to slap the shit out of her.
4. Tracy, 18?, single, baby sitter, blonde tight bodied cheerleader.
So now that I had âtargetsâ it was just a matter of timing.
Tuesday morning I was sitting in my office contemplating my list when the intercom broke my thoughts. âSir, Ms. Shari Pennington is here to see you.â
Shari Pennington was a sales rep for a company that we did a lot of business with. She usually stopped in every other month. We would go over projects and usually have lunch and finish early in the afternoon. Shari was about 28, 5â9â, 125. She had an athletes body judging from the tone of her legs exposed from the short skirts of her business suits she wore. I have fond memories of those legs not to mention the way she filled out the form fitting suit jackets. Her jet black hair was cut super short and her big brown eyes were always wide with a hint of excitement. Shari Pennington was , in my opinion, one of the most beautiful sexy black women I had ever seen.
BINGO! Candidate number five.
âSend her in, please.â
I got up and met her coming through the door. I offered my hand and she took it. Her handshake was firm and her hand was warm and soft.
âHi, Shari, how are you?â
âIâm just fine, and you?â
Her wide eyes seemed to dance. Her full lips were moist and showed just a hint of lipstick giving them a touch of pink. Today she wore a beige suit with the jacket open revealing a pale yellow blouse. I could detect a hint of lace chemise under the blouse.
âPlease, have a seat.â
I watched as she settled into the chair and crossed her legs. Standing, her skirt was just below mid thigh. Sitting as she was her long gorgeous legs were exposed to her thighs. I could feel my cock coming to life.
I forced myself to maintain control till most of our business was concluded.
âShari, would you like a cup of coffee?â
âYes, thank you, cream and sugar. Donnie, I just remembered that I have more information on that other project from my last trip. Iâll have to go get it, itâs down in my car. Excuse me, Iâll be back in a couple of minutes.â
As Shari uncrossed her legs I was treated to a brief flash of panty the same color as her blouse. My cock was not only alive but hard s a rock.
I immediately went into my bathroom and whipping out my dick started to jerk off as fast as I could. With the memory of her long ebony legs and yellow panties fresh in my mind, I felt my cock stiffen and I aimed my dick into her coffee mug. I managed to get about three quarters of my load into her cup. Quickly wiping myself off and zipping up I filled her cup with steaming coffee and added two packets of sugar. I capped it with a shot of whipped cream and had it waiting for her.
Shari came back in and took her seat. Handing me the envelope, she picked up her cup and sipped. Her eyes went wide. She sipped again and smiled. âUMMM, you sneaked vanilla in this didnât you?â
âDo you like it?â