This story could fall into a few different categories. I placed it into the one listed, but you decide which one it should be listed under.
This story became very long, so I broke it into more chapters. The next chapter will be posted soon.
Please forgive the spelling and grammar. I am not a writer and do not pretend to be one. I do this for my own fun.
Thank you for reading my stories.
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Over the next few days, I searched the book for a simple spell to start with. I finally decided to try the same one Rosa was, moving objects. I figured I'd start small, with a pencil. I close my eyes, concentrated on the words of the spell, then open my eyes. The pencil had moved 6".
I was so thrilled that I managed to move the pencil. I had to try it again. I closed my eyes and repeated the spell, I opened my eyes and the pencil was 12" the other way. I figured the next step was to try it with my eyes open. I watched in amazement as the pencil moved across the table. Over the next few days, I kept practicing, each time with something a little larger.
The next evening, we went out for dinner. As Kim talked, I zoned out. Instead, I practiced moving Kim's fork when she wasn't paying attention. I heard her ask, "How is the family history going with Rosa?"
I came back to reality in a flash.
"It's going great. We are still learning more about our grandmothers."
"Oh, what have you found out?" She had me on the spot. I needed to come up with something believable.
"We have been comparing their cookbooks and have found they must have been exchanging recipes."
"Is that all you have found out? What about their children, their parents, where they met? You know I still have not even met Rosa. Why don't you invite her to come out in the boat with us, and after stay for dinner a week from Sunday?"
"Ok, I will ask her." I knew it was only a matter of time before Kim and Rosa would have to meet.
After we left the restaurant, I texted Rosa about Sunday dinner. She responded that she would love to and that she was excited to meet Kim. Great, I thought, I will be stuck with two women talking, and somehow one of them will say something I don't want the other one to know.
The next few days I would amuse myself at work, by relocating a co-worker's phone or an important folder when they were busy with something else. I was getting bored with the easy stuff; I wondered if I could move objects that had more resistance. So, one evening, while we were out to dinner, I decided to see if I could get the zipper on the back of Kim's dress to go down. It took some serious concentration, but I did manage to get it halfway down her back without her realizing it. I knew I was pushing my luck, but I had to try one more test. I wanted to see if I could unclasp her bra. I concentrated, said the spell in my head. Kim's breast suddenly drooped. She immediately crossed her arms over her chest.
"I have to go to the ladies' room." She got up and walked off. I heard that female voice again, "Why did you stop there? You should have pulled the zipper down and let the dress fall off."
The male voice said, "No, you shouldn't. She is your wife, and you don't want to embarrass her in public."
"Tell that goodie two shoes to shut up."
"I will not shut up."
What the hell is going on in my head? I thought, just then, Kim sat down.
"I want to go."
"Alright, after I finish this drink."
"I want to go now!" She began to stand up.
"Ok, let's go."
As I drove home, Kim stared off, deep in thought, then she turned toward me and said, I don't understand how my bra managed to come undone, and why didn't you tell me my dress was unzipped."
"I'm sorry I didn't notice; I will have to pay more attention or ensure you have it clasped before we go out."
"Thank you; I'm just so embarrassed. My dress almost fell off as I walked to the bathroom."
I reached over, placing my hand on her thigh just below her crotch. "I bet that would have been a sight, you haft naked in the middle of the restaurant. Ha. Ha."
"I've been better about letting other people see me semi-naked, but I'm not ready for that kind of exposure yet." She then slid her hand under her dress and pulled the hem up to expose her pantie-covered womanhood. "The whole episode tonight has made me excited." She moved her hand, placing it on her pantie-covered muff." I watched as her finger circled her hard clit, then pressed hard on it. A small wet spot began to form on her panties. The smell of her sex filled the car. She then closed her eyes, letting her head fall back. Her body tensed, and a soft moan escape from her lips as she had an orgasm.
After she regain her composure, still breathing heavily she opened her eyes. "Oh, what was that?"
"You tell me?"
"I Just had a mini orgasm. I guess all that happened tonight excited me more than I thought."
Kim then turned and looked off, and remained silent for the rest of the drive home. I pulled into the garage.
"I'm going to bed. I need to process what just happened."
"Alright, good night."
"Good night." Kim walked off to the bedroom. I had to process everything that happened tonight myself. Two voices in my head arguing, the ability to move objects, undoing Kim's dress, and my wife getting horny from almost being exposed in the middle of a restaurant.
I knew that there was something that wasn't right. Was I going crazy, or was it possibly the crystal? I remembered my grandmother telling me to use the crystal, to call upon her if I ever had doubts or concerns.
I placed the crystal in my hand, closed my eyes, and called out to my grandmother for help. Her image appeared in my head, and I heard her voice, yes, Timothy.
"Grandma, I hear voices in my head. There's one good that wants me to do the right thing. The other one wants me to do wicked things."
My grandmother responded, "The crystal in the right person's hands can do great good. In the wrong hands, it can do nasty things. But there is a cost to use the crystal. You have met Gordof and Myra. They are the cost. Gordof comes to you in the voice of a man. He is on the good side. Myra, her voice is of a woman, is the evil side. I know it's hard to do the right thing all the time. I had my battles with them until we came to a truce. I allowed Myra to persuade me to do small sexual deviant things. This way, I was able to control her more. Gordof never agreed with this, but he had no choice but to go along. In the end, we all won, and Myra got her needs fulfilled. Gordof kept Myra from possibly killing someone, and I kept my sanity."
"Grandma, I can't believe you ever did anything evil."
"Evil no, but wicked yes. Some of the things I did with your grandpa, to satisfy Myra's and my desires would be considered criminal in some places, but normal in others."
"I don't believe you. You were sweet and saintly."
"To keep Myra under control, I had to let her influence some of my sexual activities. I must go now. My energy is growing weak." As her voice faded, I heard her say, "Remember to let Myra win sometimes, you will have fun, and you may even enjoy it."
I sat on the couch; my mind started wheeling with all the possible things I could do with these simple spells.
