I sat naked at my kitchen table, contemplating what had just happened. My wife had yet to return from paying Becca and letting her out the front door. Becca, the hot blonde assistant my wife hired a few months ago, had eaten my semen from off my wife's body just a few minutes ago. She did it without any mind control at all, acting like she enjoyed it very much. Now why couldn't I have married a woman like that? Instead, I've resigned to using a specially programmed chip, which, when properly implanted latches onto the brain and spine chord effectively controlling her thoughts and actions. It would have been much easier and less expensive if I would have married a woman that enjoyed sex, eating semen, taking it in the ass and all the other things I could think of at the moment.
Becca seemed to be that kind of woman, or maybe she just didn't want to lose the money. But she did mention she has anal sex with Randy, her boyfriend. That leads me to believe she is the kind of woman that enjoys it. The ways she sucked my cock and ate my load didn't seem like it was just for money. What she said must be true. She likes to suck and eat tasty cum. Randy's a very lucky guy.
With all this rumination I half expected my penis to get hard again, but looking down it was soft and small, and actually sore. I hadn't used it or cum like this in quite some time, actually can't remember the last time it's been so long. My age was catching up to me. I doubted I would get hard even if I told my wife to suck it again.
I heard the door close, a minute later my naked wife reappeared in the kitchen.
"I paid her and told her to contact me as soon as she has an idea about what Randy will do," she said standing next to me.
She looked good, but still my dick didn't move. I think I had officially worn it out.
Let me know immediately when she calls. I want to hear the conversation as well. Now go upstairs, shower and prepare for the day.
She followed instructions perfectly. I kept the chip active while she was getting ready. I took the time to call into work, specifically to call Glen.
"Hello, Mr. Jenkins, I trust the chips are working optimally?"
"Yes, Glen, they appear to be working perfectly. Your team did an excellent job."
"As we were paid to do."
"Indeed. I don't think I'm going to make it in today. I thought I touch base and make sure everything is still good."
"You mean that I've kept my mouth shut."
"I trust you, Glen. You're a smart guy. I mainly called to see if there was anything else I needed to know."
"Nothing to report. We are conducting long term effects by keeping the chips active continuously and so far the animals are responding perfectly with no side effects. How's your wife progressing?" he asked with a slight regret.
"Very well. I know you don't approve of what I have done and my reasons but if you were in my shoes you might. Just think of this as the ultimate experiment before we reveal what you have accomplished."
"So you were going to release this technology to the world then?"
"In time yes, but there is no hurry."
"You're the boss, Mr. Jenkins."
"Very good then. Contact me if anything changes."
I hung up, got to my feet and walked up the stairs to my bedroom. The shower was still running so I let myself in the bathroom. I took the liberty of watching my sexy wife wash herself through the glass shower, wondering if this would spur my penis to life. She finished up and stepped out. My dick was still limp and remained that way even when I told her to fondle her breasts and finger her clitoris. I needed time or a pill it seemed to get hard again.
I let her get dressed, told her to wait by the phone and to come and get me if Becca called. I showered and dressed, only to find her by the phone fidgeting on a chair like a little girl that had to go to the bathroom. I realized that she had only one thought and that was my last order. I needed to be more specific. I told her to go about her daily life as normal but to let me know when Becca called. She immediately went to the bathroom as I shook my head.
*****
Becca didn't call until late afternoon. Cindy rushed into the den holding the phone and mouthing the words Becca. I instructed her to put it on speaker so I could hear.
"I talked to Randy. It wasn't a big surprise, but he acted like a normal guy and is all for helping me with your husband. He's actually excited. He mentioned how hot you were for an older woman the first time he saw you."
"Excellent. I'll ask my husband when he wants to get together with you and Randy, and I'll be in touch," Cindy said.
"Okay, Mrs. Jenkins. Just let us know."
I was actually surprised. I didn't expect two young people in their twenties to so readily agree to sex with us, but then I got to thinking what the money offered would persuade them to do. I thought about having my wife schedule a meeting tonight but I didn't know if my penis could handle that, though it was showing signs of life just thinking about the foursome. I opted for tomorrow night, which would give me time to recover and acquire some potency pills before they came over.
Tell her you want to have them over for dinner tomorrow night. When you wake up tomorrow you'll just remember we have a dinner appointment with them and nothing about sex. If Becca mentions 'personal training' you will react normally, as if it were a real workout session she helped you with.
