The Hypnotist Grants A Wish Pt 03

The Hypnotist Grants A Wish - Part 3

Sue was already in bed when Jim slid between the sheets. She felt him move closer to her. After fourteen years of marriage she knew all of Jim's moves and when he wanted to have sex.

Sue felt Jim's kisses, but they weren't the same as she had felt just a short time ago. Jim was doing his usual thing when Sue let her mind wander. She started to imagine what sex with Steve would be like. It was as if she was conjuring him into her bedroom at that moment. It didn't matter what her husband was doing, Steve was riding her, bringing her to the edge of ecstasy. Making her feel alive again. The images became so real, so intense, she had an orgasm, something she hadn't achieved with her husband without the help of a small vibrator Jim had picked up a few years ago.

When it was over, Jim rolled over and went to sleep.

Sue couldn't sleep, her mind was jumbled. Should she call Steve or just let what happened at Melanie's party be a wonderful memory and never see him again? After all, she loved her family and didn't want anything to jeopardize that, but she couldn't get him out of her mind. She drifted off to sleep wondering, what if?

*

The next morning Jim greeted Sue with a kiss and a smile. "You were really enjoying the sex last night. I guess those vitamins I take are really paying off."

"Yes, I guess so," she replied, feigning a giggle.

"Sue, I was thinking, why don't we have a New Year's party with our usual friends? Why don't we see if we can get the hypnotist to come? He can be the entertainment. Can you call Melanie and get his number?"

"Sure," she replied, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement overtaking her. "Are you sure you're okay with that?"

"Everyone loved him and had lots of fun," Jim replied.

"Even you, even with the ..." she trailed off.

"Well, I was a bit shocked, but I guess one kiss isn't the end of the world."

"What if he wants to hypnotize me again?"

"I guess we could talk to him about that before the party."

Sue waited for Jim to leave and then she called the man she had imagined last night when she had her orgasm.

"Steve, it's me." She could feel her voice shaking as she spoke.

"I was expecting your call, but this is even quicker than I imagined."

"Jim wants to have a New Years party and wants to know if you are free to come and perform? Please say you are."

"Why don't I come over tonight at 6 pm to meet with you and Jim. This way I can see the layout of your home to decide where the best spot for the show is, plus I get to see you again. You do want to see me again, don't you?"

"I think you already know the answer. I'll text you our address. Kisses."

*

Steve was early, but rang the doorbell anyway. It was cold outside and he wanted to be indoors as quickly as possible. It was one of those cold rainy December days, the kind that chills you to the bone.

I'll need a hot twenty minute shower to warm up, somebody answer the damn door.

He finally heard footsteps and saw Sue as she opened the door.

"Please come in. I'm sorry, I was upstairs getting dressed. Jim should be here in a few minutes."

Steve wasn't sure if that was a warning or an opening. He took it as the latter and put his arms around Sue and leaned in to kiss her. She met him halfway as she couldn't wait to feel his kiss again.

Steve leaned back and looked Sue up and down.

"You're wearing jeans."

"Yes, do you like how I look in them?"

He looked her in the eyes and spoke in a calm, but authoritative tone, "No, actually I want to see you in a skirt so I can see your legs. I want you to go back up and change for me before Jim comes home."

Sue looked into his eyes and could tell he was serious. She gave him a quick kiss on the check and said, "I'm sorry, I'll be right back. Make yourself at home." Her voice trailed off as she hurried up the steps to change.

Steve heard an upstairs door close as he started looking around.

He went into what must be Jim's home office or library. He saw a paper laying on the desk titled "Happy Birthday." Steve started reading, thinking it might be someone's birthday wish list. In a way, it was a wish list, but not the kind he originally thought. It was about a husband's fantasy to see his wife with another man. Getting off on the sight of his wife having a lover. Only his fantasy was becoming a reality.

Steve was turning to page two when he heard the sound of a garage door and footsteps coming down the stairs, startling him. He put the paper down and made his way back to the living room.

Steve was standing in the living room when Sue came up and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. She did a little twirl, letting her skirt sway, and asked, "Is this better?"

"Much better."

"Jim, Steve's here and we are in the living room," she called.

Steve extended his hand and gave Jim a firm handshake looking into his eyes. "Good to see you again, Jim."

He couldn't shake the thoughts in his mind after reading that story.

Did this guy want Sue to be fucked by another man? If so, I'm just the man.

"Good to see you again Steve," Jim said, shaking hands. "Oh, you changed, Sue."

Sue ignored Jim's comment, but smiled at Steve.

"I'm getting an iced tea, who else wants a drink?" Sue's voice brought Steve back from his thoughts.

"I'll have a scotch," said Jim.

"Just water for me, thank you."

"Ok men, I'll be right back." Sue gave Steve a little wink as she hurried off to the kitchen.

Steve watched her exit, taking in the sight of her legs and that firm little ass that was accentuated by the three inch heels she was wearing.

"So Steve, Sue and I are having a party and want to know if you would be interested in doing a show for our guests like you did at Melanie's?" Jim asked.

"I'd love to. Can you show me around so I can find the best location to do the show?"

Sue returned with the drinks. She wanted to get back as quickly as possible. She wanted to be close to Steve, as close as she could without violating any rules of decorum. She never felt this way and it was so new and unlike her. She handed Jim his scotch. Sue turned her attention to Steve, looking into his eyes. When she handed him his glass of water, she let her hand linger, then pressed her chest towards him, breaking any barrier of personal space. Like a magnet attracted to metal, she was compelled to be close to him.

Once they had their drinks, Steve followed Jim as he gave him a tour of the place. The house was similar to that of Melanie's. It was the typical "McMansion" for those who had achieved a certain status or wanted everyone to think that they were successful. He wasn't paying much attention to what Jim was saying, instead exchanging glances with Sue.They touched hands a couple of times like two high school kids trying not to get caught and smiled at each other. As they turned towards Jim's office, a thought came to Steve.

"Nice home office," he said, as he took the lead and made his way through the door before Jim could object. He stood by the oversized desk directly next to the article he had read earlier. Sue stepped towards the three large windows that looked out towards a large swimming pool and some woods in the distance.

"Don't you just love the view?" Sue asked.

"Indeed, I do," replied Steve, his eyes never leaving her body.

Sue turned and smiled at Steve. She took his hand and pulled him closer to her and the window.

"In the summer we have the best pool parties and you are now on the guest list."

"Wonderful, I love a good party."

Jim stood there quietly, watching the exchange between his wife and this man that she only met yesterday. He had never seen Sue that interested in a man since they had met in college, when he knew she would be the perfect wife.

"So, Steve, do you think you'd like to join us for the New Year's party?" Jim asked.

"Yes, Steve you must," Sue added as she put her hand on Steve's arm.

Steve looked at Jim, then he looked down directly at the story he had read only a short time ago and back at Jim.

"I'd love to come for the party."

"Wonderful," said Sue as she gave his arm a little squeeze.

"Steve, let's toast to our new friendship," said Jim.

The three of them raised their glasses: One scotch, one water, and one iced tea. As all three glasses clinked together, Steve saw Sue wink at him and Jim's sly smile out of the corner of his eye and wondered if this was their plan all along. If it was, he was happy to play along for now, as he had bigger plans for the three of them.