All characters are 18 years old or older. Thomas has decided to track down books that reference antiques he has inherited from his grandfather. His concern is that the objects are in fact enchanted and might pose a threat to family or customers. He is on an overseas flight to the furthest point away from his home in California. The letter he had sent to his grandfather's friend had been replied to but not in the way he expected. A registered letter arrived and in it a first-class ticket to Hong Kong. He quickly packed a bag and raced to the airport. Traffic was an ever-present issue and so he kissed his mother goodbye and headed off.
Dream Engineer:
In all my travels, I had never flown first-class before. I placed my single piece of luggage in the storage bin and took my seat. I looked around and found that so far I was the only person in this section. I took out the spell tome and began reading the section that the author described as moderate level skill required. I had been pushing myself and strengthening my mystical muscles. I hoped I was up to the task. The next spell was described as a controlled wet dream. Now that sounded like a whole lot of fun. I delved into the phonetic components when someone walked past me. I glanced up and fought the urge to call out. The stunning blonde was none other than the famous actress Scarlett J. The man behind her and attempting to sooth her must be her agent.
"I bought up most of the tickets," he said and she frowned. "It's not my fault the jet needed last minute maintenance."
"I am not blaming you," she said her voice flustered. "I hate flying with the public."
"I know," he replied. "There's just the one guy and I'll make sure he doesn't bother you."
"Relax already," she said and looked at me. "He seems nice enough. I'm sure we'll be fine. Get going and I'll call you when I touch down in Hong Kong."
"Give Jackie my love."
The agent left the aircraft and I returned my attention to my book. The plane was sealed and soon it was in the air. Scarlett sat at the other end of first-class and seemed lost in her own world. I gave her the privacy she sought and delved deep into the new spell I wanted to learn. I sang the runes under my breath as I read the author's notes of the various effects that could be gotten from this spell. This was by far the most complicated 'song' I had to learn so far. The complexity of the tune was also challenging. The most common aspect of the spell was to pleasure a lover while they slept. It would set loose their sexual hunger and gave them a very erotic dream. Now that was interesting. I wonder what the range of this spell was? I continued reading and learned that a cunning mage could name someone they knew well and grant them the effects of this spell.
"Boy is she in for a surprise," I muttered under my breath.
"Sir, would you like a drink?" One of the flight attendants asked.
"I would love some good coffee." I replied looking into the eyes of the Chinese woman. "You are stunning... oh sorry... I..."
"Thank you," she said blushing. "I know just what you want. I'll have it brewed right away."
I watched her walk away and the naughty thoughts soon followed. I fought the urge to treat her to some serious pleasure. I went back to the tome and picked up where I left off. The second effect of the spell was to enter a person's dream and alter its architecture. The key to success was to remain hidden for as long as possible and work slowly. Change small things at first and then add to them. I liked the idea of playing dream master. I wonder what celebrities dream about? Do they replay movies they have been in? The third and last use was a little frightening. If the mage was strong enough he or she could influence a group of sleepers.
"I would so misuse that kind of thing," I said and closed the book for now.
"Excuse me," Scarlett said standing next to my seat.
"Can I help you Ms. Johansson?"
"Call me Scarlett," she replied. "The young lady informed me that the coffee, which smells amazing by the way, is all yours. She won't release any unless I ask nicely."
"Seriously," I said and looked at the attendant that had come by and she winked at me. "I am happy to share the coffee with you Scarlett."
"Thank you," she said and sat opposite me. "What are you reading?"
"Just a Latin text. I am an antique dealer."
"Latin, that is seriously old school." She said relaxing and settling into her seat. "What kind of antiques are you after in Honk Kong?"
"I am after a book actually. My grandfather recently passed and I need the book to reference some of his pricier items."
"I am sorry for your loss. What kind of items are we talking about?"
I left out the detail that the items were enchanted and possibly dangerous. I described the items and she seemed interested and soon she was asking me about specific items she was looking for. She had good taste and the items in question were quite rare and expensive. I took out my tablet and accessed the files on the antiques located in my shop. I had items that were similar but not exactly what she was looking on. Scarlett moved to sit next to me and I showed her the pieces I did have. None of them were on the dangerous list and she leaned close enough for me to take in her scent. The attendant showed up with our coffees and before I knew it I was chatting away with a world-famous actress.
"I didn't mean to listen in but the man that came with you mentioned give my love to Jackie."
"Yes, I am shooting a film with Jackie Chan. It's a Kung Fu comedy but I can't go into great deal about it."
"I understand. Do you ever get tired of travelling?"
"Sometimes," she admitted sipping her coffee. "I hate being away from home for too long."
"I get that," I said thinking of the miles I have travelled looking for treasures. "There aren't many countries I haven't had the chance to visit so far. But there are a lot of things I missed while on the road. Things like birthdays, holidays and the like. I bet you've seen some amazing places."
The hours passed and she yawned. She reclined next to me and closed her eyes. I waited until she was asleep to try the new spell. I closed my eyes and softly sang the notes that would allow me to enter her dream. I was in a house. It was huge with large windows that opened to an Olympic sized swimming pool. Scarlett strode past me ignoring my existence completely. She opened the sliding glass door and walked towards the pool. I followed her and watched as she sat down. She stared out over the hill beyond and further still the ocean. I sat down next to her and still I was invisible. I tried to make a small change. The water in the pool was a deep blue so I changed it to an aquamarine. Scarlett didn't seem to notice the change. I looked around and looked for other things to change. The sun was directly above so I pulled it towards the western horizon. The sky began to darken and lights sprung on around us.
"How romantic," I muttered and she seemed to react to those words.
Scarlett got to her feet and I watched as she began dancing to music only she could hear. I made another change and this one is a little bigger than the rest. Her clothing melted away until she was nude and sinuously dancing in place. I wondered how susceptible she was. It was time to find out. I stood up and my own clothes evaporated. I moved behind her and slipped my arms around her waist. She was startled and looked over her shoulder.
"It's you." She says pressing her ass against me. "I lied. The attendant didn't say that about the coffee. I made it up. I thought you were cute and wanted an excuse to talk to you."
"Good thing this is just a dream," I said as I began kissing her neck.
Her moans were soft and insistent. I ran a hand down her flat stomach to stop just above her sex. She growled in frustration and grabbed my wrist and pushed it further south. Her body shivered when my fingers slid between her labia. I teased her and she rocked her hips which allowed my erection to glide along her slick sex. I nibbled her ear and heard her repeating the same words over and over, just a dream. I cupped her breasts and she shuddered as she climaxed unexpectedly. The teasing continued until neither of us could take it any longer. I lifted her up in front of me and lowered her onto my erection. She watched the entire event unfold and growled as I began thrusting slowly.
"So damn big," she gasped. "Best dream ever..."
I adjusted my grip on her and she spread her legs so it was easier for me to hammer her from below. It felt as real as if we were fucking. The edges of the dream began to dissolve so I moved faster. I wanted to climax before it ended. She cried out and urged me on as my cock swelled inside of her warning her how close I was. Scarlett screamed as cum pulsed inside of her and the dream buckled under the pressure of her own real-world orgasm. I opened my eyes and she was sitting up and staring at me. Scarlett looked a little feverish but never said a word.
"You okay, you look a little overheated."
