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Unintentional Wish Ch 01 05

Unintentional Wish Ch 01 05

by lustfulcreations
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[Author's Notes: Still working on The Bonding Ritual. You'll recognize some of the same characters here, although certain aspects have changed. I decided on a slightly different perspective focusing on 2 characters instead of just one. I hope you enjoy!]

Chapter 1

Stacy stared out the kitchen window upon the main road that wound through the small suburban neighborhood she lived in, her ghostly reflection staring lifelessly back at her. Dreary dark clouds rolled across the morning sky reflecting her mood. There was a buzzing sound behind her, which Stacy paid no attention, her thoughts drifting to the past, as they often did these days.

A tap on her shoulder startled her, bringing her back to the present.

"Honey?" Mark, her husband, called to her. For a moment, she continued to stare out the window, watching one of the neighbors jogging down the street. She quickly composed herself before turning around to face Mark with a painted smile, a hint of concern on his face.

"Oh, hey dear, I didn't hear you!" Stacy recovered.

Mark reached passed her, turning the faucet off, the teapot that Stacy had started to fill in the sink overflowing, "Everything okay?"

"Of course, why wouldn't it be?" Stacy quickly busied herself, tipping some of the water out as if she intended to overfill the pot before placing it on the stove, twisting the knob to start boiling the water.

Mark looked as though he wanted to say something before changing his mind and turning around to grab something from the back of one of the bar stools lining the kitchen island. "I was asking about which tie do you think I should wear for my first day."

Mark first grabbed the blue tie, holding it up to his neck. Next, he showed a dark green one that matched the sports coat he was wearing.

"The other one," Stacy said with a smile, she always liked the way the blue one matched his eyes. It was one of the first things she noticed about Mark when she first saw him in college. That thought threatening to bring back Stacy's somber mood.

"Thanks! I'd be lost without you," Mark quickly wrapped the blue tie around his neck and tying it in place hastily, leaving it slightly skewed.

Stacy moved in front of him, looking up into he eyes as she straightened his tie. "You're going to do great, dear."

"I'm so nervous!" Mark tapped his foot, a mixture of anxiety and excitement.

"They're going to love you, what's not to love?" Stacy smiled, cupping his cheek affectionately.

Mark let out a long sigh, "Okay, I better get going. I don't want to be late!" Mark kissed Stacy, his welcoming lips meshing with hers as they shared a moment before he turned to grab his keys. "I'll see you tonight! Love you!"

"Love you too!" Stacy called back as Mark disappeared into the garage, the sound of the garage door rumbling open followed by the car engine starting and then disappearing. She watched his car drive off into the distance from the kitchen window, quickly falling back into her earlier thoughts.

Stacy had a loving husband, lived in a beautiful house in a safe neighborhood, and with Mark's new job, they could afford to enjoy the finer things in life. She had everything she had always wanted, so why did she feel like something was missing?

Stacy's thoughts drifted back to when she first saw Mark. She was a cheerleader and he was quarterback of the college football team. At the time, Mark was dating April, the head cheerleader. Mark probably didn't even know her name at the time. Why would he? April was the perfect female specimen: perfectly symmetrical face, green eyes that seemed to sparkle, long flowing dark hair that looked like it came straight from a shampoo commercial, perky breasts and firm ass. Every man wanted to be with her and every woman wanted to be her.

However, at an important game in Mark's senior year, he tore his ACL during a bad tackle by the opposing team. He spent months in rehabilitation and even attempted surgery, but his time playing football was over and so was his relationship with April. Mark had a hard time trying to find his place in life. Football had been everything to him, but after taking a year off, he came back and completed his biochemistry degree with high honors.

It was during that last year that Stacy and Mark became an item, and their relationship exploded. Shortly after graduation, Mark was given a paid internship at a pharmaceutical company in a neighboring state.

Stacy remembered the day well. Mark told her about the internship, and the first thing that came to Stacy's mind was that Mark was breaking up with her. She almost broke down in tears, but when she turned around, Mark was on one knee proposing to her, asking her to marry him. It was a simple wedding since they didn't have a great deal of money, but it was perfect. Just them and a few close friends in an intimate ceremony followed by a night that none of them can quite remember thanks to how much they drank.

Shortly after, they moved and Mark began working hard to build up his career. The internship lasted five years. That was when he received an offer from a new biotech company called Aurelius Dynamics that brought them back to their home state. They moved into a small suburban neighborhood just outside of the city. Mark's new salary was incredible given his experience.

However, moving back caused a rush of emotions for Stacy. Insecurities that she had buried during their five years living away had came rushing back. She couldn't help but feel like maybe she was just some rebound Mark settled for after April dumped him.

Despite long hours at the office, Mark still maintained his chiseled good looks. Whenever they went out together, Stacy noticed how beautiful women would boldly flirt with him in front of her. Mark was always the gentleman though, instantly shutting them down. That didn't stop her from wondering if he secretly resented the fact that he married her so quickly.

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Those thoughts were amplified when Stacy reminisced about their sex life. There wasn't anything wrong with it, but she just wished for something different, something more. Mark was always attentive, going down on her and making sure she came before making love to her, but she wanted more sometimes, not that she ever had the courage to bring it up. She was embarrassed by some of her fantasies.

Stacy dreamed of being tossed around with passionate fervor. She wanted to feel Mark's strong arms pin her to the wall. She wanted to see him lose control as he ravished her. She wanted to feel him take a fistful of her sandy brown hair as he railed her from behind, yanking her head back into his chest as he unleashed a torrent of his seed inside of her.

Stacy wanted Mark to command her to her knees like a wanton slut, forcing his throbbing cock down her throat until he pumped his load straight into her stomach before wiping his dick covered in cum and saliva on her face.

The whole scene played out in Stacy's head as she thrust her hands inside of her panties, feeling the slick wetness on her fingertips. Stacy bent over the counter, feeling the cold granite against her nipples covered by the satin of the nightgown she still wore. Her mouth hung open as she stared out the kitchen window, wondering if anyone could see her, which caused her excitement to build even further.

Her eyes scanned the street and the various houses across the road. Each window overlooking the front road a possible voyeur watching her indecent act. Could Duncan, the man who lived across from them, be blowing his load all over his stomach as Stacy thrust two fingers into her needy pussy?

Maybe the two landscapers working on Miss Farington's flower garden saw her and would come knocking on her door. What would they think if she answered in her sheer nightgown that barely covered her, her nipples erect against the smooth fabric. Would one of them fuck her mouth while the other plunged into her pussy, spit-roasting her until she could barely stand before blasting their hot loads all over her body?

Stacy's thumb rolled across her swollen clit as two fingers filled her pussy as her lust-filled fantasy consumed her. She was so close, that feeling of climax swelling inside of her.

Just as she was about to tip over the edge, a load whistling noise filled the air. The tea kettle she had started broke her concentration and Stacy was left wanting as her near-climax ebbed away.

Stacy growled in frustration as she pulled her sopping fingers from her slit, turning her attention to the kettle. "Fuck! I need to get out!" She filled the cup with steaming water, almost burning herself when she placed the kettle back on the stove.

Stacy stormed off to the bedroom, furiously ripping her nightie off and tossing it on the bed. Heading into the bathroom, she stared into the full length mirror at herself. "Who would want to fuck you like that?" her eyes pinpointing each section of her body that she classified as imperfect. The slight wrinkles forming at the edges of her eyes, her nose, which was way too big in her opinion, the freckles that dotted her skin, her breasts already beginning to sag, the small splotches of cellulite along her upper thighs, the excess belly fat she couldn't quite get rid of no matter how hard she exercised, and all the other little things that raced through her mind as she scanned the person in the mirror.

A sigh escaped Stacy's lips as she leaned against the bathroom sink, resigned. "This is your life, Stacy." She couldn't quite look herself in the eyes as she said it. She felt there was something wrong with her for having these feelings.

Taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, Stacy composed herself, burying her dark feelings in the basement of her mind as she busied herself with getting ready for the day.

Chapter 2

Mark pulled out from the garage, taking one last at the house he and Stacy recently moved into. He thought moving back home would brighten Stacy's spirits. She didn't say anything, but this morning wasn't the first time he caught her lost in thought as if a million miles away. Whenever he asked, she plastered on a smile and said everything was great, but deep down, Mark didn't believe her. He just didn't know what to do.

He drove through the small neighborhood consisting of only a single street of similar looking houses. One of their neighbors, Anna, jogged in the opposite direction, giving Mark a friendly wave. She was wearing one of those tight bright colored yoga outfits that left little to the imagination, accentuating her bust and ass. Mark's gaze lingered only long to give her a neutral nod as he continued driving.

Stacy never said anything, but Mark could tell that she was jealous of any interaction he had with other women. Honestly, Mark always felt uncomfortable receiving attention from strangers. Besides, he thought Stacy was one of the most beautiful women he'd ever seen.

It always frustrated Mark to see his wife talk about herself disparagingly. Mark loved the way his wife smiled, the small creases along the edges of her eyes enhancing their beauty. He loved the freckles that dotted her skin. Her curves were perfect in his opinion. Mark smiled as he reminisced cupping her tits in his hands, feeling the little nub of her nipple pressing into his palm, and squeezing her heart-shaped ass. Just thinking about it caused Mark to stir uncomfortably in the car seat.

Mark groaned in frustration as he pulled out onto the main road. "Get it together, today's an important day," he told himself. He was nervous to start this new job. He wasn't sure he deserved such a position with only five years of experience, but the Aurelius Dynamics representative was adamant that he was the right candidate for the job. He honestly didn't even know what type of project he would be working on. Every time he asked, they told him that no information about what they were doing could be transmitted in any way electronically.

The rest of the car ride to the office was uneventful. He'd left early enough to have plenty of time to get there on time. Upon reaching the address, he pulled up to the parking garage barrier and rolled his window down so he could grab a ticket, but the machine had none of the typical buttons.

After a moment of confusion, the screen lit up with a message, "Welcome Mark Tanner, please proceed to space C35." The boom gate rose and Mark entered the garage wondering how it knew who he was. Probably just a camera with a security guard somewhere, Mark thought.

Lights illuminated a path that led Mark to his parking space, dimming as he pulled into spot C35. As he got out of his car, the sound of an elevator opening nearby drew his attention. He stepped inside, looking for the button to take him to the lobby. The doors immediately closed and quickly began to go up to some unknown floor. Unsure what to do, Mark just waited until the elevator reached it's destination, another small screen mounted on the wall lit up reading "Welcome to Aurelius Dynamics Mark, please proceed along the corridor and to the left."

The lit corridor in front of him contained several unmarked doors. So far, he had not seen a single person. What the heck was this place, he thought. Mark stepped cautiously through the halls, the only sound was his footsteps echoing against the empty corridor. He came across an intersecting corridor and turned left, relieved to see an open door.

As he reached the doorway, he paused a moment in surprise as a woman with her back to him leaned over one of the many workstations, peering into a microscope. She had long dark hair that came down to the middle of her back and wore a fitted lab coat that stretched tight against her toned body. The lab coat perfectly accentuated her arched back and firm ass, reaching just below her thighs to reveal her long slender legs.

"Come in, Mark, quickly!" the woman said excitedly, not even looking in his direction. As Mark stepped passed the threshold, the door behind him slid shut automatically.

"Ummm..." Mark started, unsure what to even say, which didn't happen often. The woman motioned for him to be silent as she adjusted the len, concentrating on whatever she was looking at.

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Not sure what to do next, Mark nervously waited next to the closed door, part curious what was going on, part contemplating rushing out the door as quickly as possible and getting the hell out of this strange place. However, looking behind him, he didn't even know if he could open the door, as there was no visible handle. He nervously stood there, waiting for some kind of explanation.

Just as Mark was about to say something again, the woman stood up and turned to him, her face glowing with excitement, "Come! Have a look," she motioned him toward the microscope that she had been adjusting. The woman's bright blue eyes seemed to sparkle as she smiled at him. She looked even younger than Mark with perfect high cheekbones and an effortless beauty.

The woman's excitement and inviting smile put Mark slightly more at ease as he stepped closer, moving toward the workstation. She motioned for him to look through the lens, "You've gotta see this!"

Mark leaned forward, pressing his eyes to the microscope to see what all the excitement was about.

"Isn't it amazing?" The woman leaned into Mark as he tried working out what he was seeing. He felt her hand on his back, pressing close to him in excitement. She was so close, he could feel the curves of her breasts pressing against him.

Wanting to keep things professional, Mark cleared his mind, focusing on what this woman wanted to show him. What he saw astounded him, just based on his cursory inspection of the equipment, he knew that he was looking at something magnified by at least a thousand times, but that didn't make sense. There in front of him he saw what looked like tiny robots moving around what looked to be organic matter mixed with what he thought looked like cancer cells. Dozens of robots looked like they were analyzing each cell before destroying the cancerous ones.

He lifted his head and stared into the excited woman's beautiful eyes, "Is that what I think it is?" Mark asked, becoming excited himself at the possibilities.

The woman motioned for him to continue. Was this some type of test?

"Are those... nanobots?" Mark asked.

The woman smiled brighter, motioning for him to keep going.

"And are they... are they killing cancer cells?" Mark asked, the woman clapping excitedly, practically jumping.

"Yes, isn't it amazing?" she gripped Mark's shoulders with such enthusiasm.

"Wait, you're telling me you... cured cancer?" Mark couldn't believe it. This right here could be the most important scientific discovery... ever!

"Yes, well, pretty much, we still have to work out some of the... kinks, and that is exactly why I hired you!" the woman stepped back, stretching her hand out "Welcome to the team, Mark! My name is Aurora."

Mark's jaw dropped, "Wait, you're Aurora? As in... Dr. Aurora Avery? It's... it's an honor to meet you!" Mark was starstruck. Dr. Avery was a world renown for her work on STEM cells and organ transplants. Mark knew that she was the CEO of Aurelius Dynamics, but he wasn't expecting to ever actually meet her.

Aurora stood there calmly as Mark processed all of this information.

"So... is this the project that I'll be working on here?" Mark finally came back to his senses.

"Yes and no, follow me," Aurora walked along the wall of workstations. As she reached the end, another door slid open revealing another room adjacent to lab. Mark followed in her footsteps, his mind racing at the thought that he might be involved in something this big. He was so distracted, he almost didn't notice Aurora stop after entering the next room.

The door they walked through slid closed, leaving them in a small room that was barely big enough for the two of them. Aurora turned around to face Mark.

"Mark, I must emphasis that nothing that happens in this room ever leave this space, understand?" there was a seriousness to her sudden tone that shook Mark.

"Oh, of course, I'm familiar with NDAs," Mark said, hoping to reassure her.

"No Mark, it goes beyond just your typical NDA. What you are about to be involved in will impact countless lives, but this goes beyond keeping corporate secrets. You cannot bring anything with you into the next room and you cannot take anything from it, understood?" Aurora stared into Mark's eyes as if staring into his soul, waiting for his response.

"Yes, of course," Mark became nervous, not only from Aurora's intense gaze, but her being so close to him in this moment felt so... intimate for some reason. He was embarrassed to even have such an unprofessional thought.

"Once you step through the next door, there is no turning back. Are you sure you want to continue?"

Mark was starting to worry slightly about what he was going to find out after stepping through the next door. This meeting started with Dr. Avery showing him possibly the most significant scientific discovery in his lifetime, so what else could possibly be so important on the other side of this door? At the same time, Mark was excited to make an impact on the world. He always wanted to be apart of something like this. He knew there was no possible alternative. All Mark's nerves melted away s he looked straight into Aurora's eyes and responded, "Yes! When do we start?"

Aurora smiled, "Excellent, now as I mentioned before, absolutely nothing can enter or leave the next room," as she said this, she began unbuttoning her lab coat, her lithe body slowly coming into view as she peeled it away with no hint of embarrassment. Mark quickly turned his gaze elsewhere as her breasts came into view. Mark stared at the ceiling, unsure what to do next.

"You can leave all of your belongings in this compartment," Aurora pressed her palm to one of the small compartments lining the wall with her name on it and it slid open.

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