Max and the Lamp 04
Max woke at the knock at his door. He blearily opened his eyes. His mom stood in the doorway. She smiled.
"Sorry to wake you, but I'm leaving for work. Wanted to tell you bye, and I love you."
Max smiled at his mom. "Love you, too, Mom. You should have woken me earlier; we could have spent some time together." He winked at her.
"Oh, Max. You're terrible," she said. But Max saw her blush slightly. "Oh, and don't forget, Mrs. Keller needs your help in her garden today; she expects you around 9 o'clock." See you this evening, honey."
"Yeah, I'll be there. Bye, Mom." He lay in bed for a while just thinking. Then he rose and took the lamp out of his desk. He rubbed the symbols and the woman, Merida, appeared. He noticed the hologram was brighter and more substantial.
"Merida, you look different. What's up?" he asked.
"As the lamp gains power, Max, the hologram is improved. It gained much power last night." The woman watched Max.
"Hmm, yes, I bet. So, anything else to add. Any more analysis going on?"
"Analysis is always ongoing. The increase in range is allowing detection of activity in several places nearby."
"Really? Where? Show me," he said.
"Unable to develop enough data to provide holographic projection yet. But the residence two houses west of this location was active, as was the house across the street."
So, the Hennessey's across the street were doing it. No surprise. Mel and Wanda Hennessey were a younger couple with no kids. Two houses west was the Grady house. John Grady was a single man who he'd met. Seemed nice enough, and he had noticed him with a woman every now and then.
"What else will your increase in power allow besides more range to your detection? Max wondered.
"An increase in holographic recall quality. And your influence rating will improve."
"Influence rating? What does that mean?"
"It means the ability to project your desires will get stronger."
"OK. But what does that mean. I could fuck women who wouldn't normally look at me?" he asked.
"Yes, basically. There is one drawback to your increased power, however."
"Drawback? What do you mean?"
"The intensity of your power will affect some partners in such a way they will seek your affection without regard for societal norms."
"Hmm, not understanding that," Max said. "Can you give me an example?"
"I will develop a scenario, using a subject that is a probable fit for this. It will take a few minutes while I analyze and prepare." The woman froze in place.
Well, that's kind of freaky, he thought. It wasn't long until she came back to life. "Ready to show you a possible example based on current data."
Another hologram appeared in front of him. It showed a woman walking towards his front door. She looked familiar, then Max realized it was Wanda Hennessey. Mrs. Hennessey was a short woman with dark hair down to her shoulders. Her face was pretty with brown eyes. She was dressed in a red blouse and black gym shorts. Her breasts were not large but full, and she was in good shape.
She knocked on the door. To his surprise, Max answered. This Max seemed surprised.
"Mrs. Hennessey! What are you doing here?"
Mrs. Hennessey smiled. "Max is anyone else home?"
"Uhh, no, but..."
"Good," she pushed past Max and walked inside. Max closed the door and turned around. Wanda immediately pressed into his body and flung her arms around him, kissing him hard.
"Oh, Max, I missed you. I need you!" She began fumbling with his pants.
The hologram Max grabbed her hands. "Wait, no, Wanda."
Wanda pushed his hands away. She dropped to her knees and pulled down his pants. His hardening cock popped free. She grabbed it with both hands and kissed the head, licking around the glans
"Umm, so good," she said. Then she sucked the head into her mouth and began to bob up and down on it, making gurgling noises. Hologram Max leaned his head back and grabbed her head. Soon, he was fucking the kneeling woman's face. She didn't protest as he pushed his cock all the way in, clearly shoving it down her throat time and time again. Saliva and his precum dribbled from her lips onto her blouse and thighs. The wet grunting sounds the woman made were clear. Max watched his hologram self slam his cock into the woman and hold her as he shot his cum into her throat and mouth. He withdrew slowly. She coughed and cum drooled out of her mouth. She caught some of it in her hands and began to lap it up. The hologram flashed off.
"Holy shit, what the hell was that?" Max asked.
"Some potential partners can become dependent on sexual activity from you and will seek it in a most aggressive manner, as you saw. They may initiate sexual activity without regard for location or who else may be present. The results can be embarrassing."
"Yeah, I can see that. How do I know which partners are like that? Oh, shit, are my mom or sister like that?
"If they are within my range when you interact socially with them, I will usually detect those who have a higher potential to exhibit this kind of behavior. And no, neither of your current partners are likely to become a problem."
"Well, that's a relief," he said. "I don't need that kind of crazy."
"Indeed. Will there be anything else?" Merdia asked. Max shook his head. The hologram switched off.
Whew, he thought. What was he going to do with this information? He needed to process all this for a while.
But now he needed to get moving. He took a quick shower, grabbed a bagel for breakfast and was out the door. Since Mom was at work and his own car was in the shop after that unfortunate incident with the deer and the tree, he was walking. As he left the house, he saw Mrs. Hennessey putting her trash can at the curb. He waved at her and she smiled and waved back. He noticed she kept watching him until he was around the street corner. Odd, he thought.
Mrs. Keller was a lady in her 50's whose husband had passed away several years ago. She was in good shape for her age, Max thought. She filled her time tending an extensive English garden on her property. She often paid Max a few bucks to help her out on occasion. When Max arrived, she was in her garage, putting tools and supplies in her wheelbarrow. Mrs. Keller, dressed in a flowing, short kimono-type dress, said, "Oh, hello, Max. So good to see you!"
She opened her arms and hugged him close, kissing his cheek. Max was conscious of her warm body. It almost felt as if she was naked under the dress. What the heck, he thought, and returned the hug, making a point to press her body back. When she drew back, she smiled at Max.
"My, you are a growing boy," she said. "In more than one way." She winked.
"Why thanks, Mrs. Keller. I think I get bigger every day," he said and winked back.
"Oh, Max. Call me Lydia, please. Now let's get to work before it gets too hot around here." Max laughed, and soon they were working away.
Max was in the back yard pulling weeds, when he heard a young voice say, "Hi, are you Max?" He stood up and turned. Standing a few feet away was a girl, probably about Jenny's age. She looked Japanese, with long dark hair and almond eyes. Dressed in short denim shorts and a white tube top, she smiled at him. The nipples on her small, pert tits pushed out in her tube top. Max thought she was gorgeous.
"Uhh, yeah, that's me. Who are you?"
"I'm Heather, Mrs. Keller niece. She asked me to come get you? It's time for lunch."
"OK, Heather. Nice to meet you. Let's go, I'm starved."
They met Mrs. Keller in the kitchen. Over lunch, she told Max that Heather was staying with her over the summer. Heather was from Kyoto, Japan, and her parents thought that staying with Mrs. Keller would help with her English, as she was slated to start college in the fall. Max noticed Heather glancing over at him several times. He did the same. Once they caught each other looking and they both smiled. After lunch, Max continued his work. Heather followed him.
"Things are very quiet here," she said. "Not much going on. Kind of boring"
"Yeah," Max said. "We're a pretty small town. Have you met many people so far?"
"No, just a few of my aunt's friends. You're the first person near my age. Do you have a girlfriend?" she asked.
Max looked at her. "What?"
"Just joking with you. Of course, a hunk like you has a girlfriend, probably more than one."
Max blushed. "Hey, quit that!"
Heather stood next to him and put a hand on his chest. "How about me, I could be your girlfriend? Would you like that?" She looked up at him coyly. He felt his cock start to stir. Was she serious, he wondered?
"Heather, we just met. We can certainly be friends. "He remembered Merdia's caution about certain individuals.
She pouted. "Oh, you're no fun." She leaned up and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. She then glanced down at the hardening bulge in his jeans and grinned. "I'll let you get to work. But think about having a hot Japanese yariman for a girlfriend." With that she skipped away to the house.
Max shook his head. WTF just happened? She was just about begging for it out here in the garden. And what the hell is a yariman?
It took him several hours to finish. When he was done, he went back in the house to tell Mrs. Keller. He found her in the study, sitting at a desk in an office chair. She took a drink from a tall frosty glass.
"All done, Max?" she asked, looking over her shoulder.
"Yes, ma'am," he said.
"Max, please, don't make me feel old. Call me Lydia," she said.
Max smiled. "OK, Lydia, but you are not old. You're a very attractive woman!"
Lydia took a drink from her glass and swiveled the chair to face Max. He noticed the way she sat that the dress revealed her legs up to her lower thighs. She smiled slightly. "You flatter me, Max," she said in a low voice. She smiled again and stood. "I guess I need to pay you for the work today." She took some bills from purse lying on the desk and held them out. "Here you go."
Max stepped over to her and took the money from her. "Thanks, Lydia. I can come back whenever you need me." Max said.
Lydia smiled wider, "That's great. I'll call you. Now give me a hug goodbye." She opened her arms. Max stepped into her hug. She wrapped her arms around him closely. He hugged back, again feeling her body pressed into him.
"Ummm, you smell like you've been working. All hot and sweaty and manly," she said, her cheek next to his. Then she drew back. "I look forward to you coming over soon to help me out again."
