by M Boratus
“Anthropological chickens,” he said and Ms. Russo slumped on the couch. “Now, Jessica, today we are going to discuss your businesses.”
“What the fuck?” said Shaun. “Seriously? You’ve got that and you want to talk business?”
The doctor began to ask her about various business dealings and investments she had. Shaun didn’t see the point until they discussed an upcoming merger.
“So if one were to invest that the company you’re buying now, what would happen to the stock price after the merger?”
“It will probably increase four times in price, maybe five,” she replied.
“That’s very good. You are doing well, and answering my questions honestly makes you feel even better. In fact, answering me honestly and obeying me make you feel quite horny.”
“Here we go,” said Shaun.
They continued to talk a while with the doctor gathering information. Shaun saw the point. Insider trading. He was going to make a fortune off this lady and fuck her to boot.
“How horny are you now, Jessica?”
“Soooo horny,” she replied.
“Do you need cock in you?”
“Yessss.”
“When I snap my fingers, you will awake from your trance knowing only that you need to be fucked hard. You will not be able to initiate sex though, only seduce and beg, but you will do whatever it takes to get me to fuck you. The longer I refuse to fuck you the hornier and more desperate you will become. Do you understand?”
“Yes, doctor.”
He snapped his fingers.
“Doctor Maddow,” she said. “It’s too hot in here for you to be wearing a jacket. Let me help you with that.”
“Why thank you, Jessica.”
As she removed his jacket, she squeezed his arm. “Doctor, your arms are solid. Do you work out?”
“I do.”
Shaun snickered quietly in the bedroom. “Your stomach is bigger than your chest. Do you curl doughnuts?”
I’d love to see what you look like under that shirt,” Jessica continued downstairs.
“I think that would be inappropriate, Jessica.”
“And disgusting,” said Shaun.
“We could make it a game,” she replied.
“How so?”
She took off her blouse. “I’ll go as far as you will.”
“Are you trying to seduce me, Jessica?”
Giving him a playful look, she said, “Now, you’re catching on.” She ran her hands along her body. “You don’t like what you see?”
“I think it’s very nice. I’d like to see more.”
She smiled and slowly, seductively slid her pants down to the floor. In the bedroom, Shaun admired the matching black bra and panties she wore. He pulled out his cock and began stroking it.
“Your turn,” Jessica told Dr. Maddow.
“I don’t know,” said the doctor. “How do I know if I take off my shirt and pants, you won’t just put yours back on?”
“How about this then?” Jessica answered. Seconds later her bra and panties lay on the floor as she modelled her body for him.
Dr. Maddow rose. Jessica smiled hopefully, thinking his clothes were about to come off but, instead, he walked over to her.
“You have a very sexy body, Jessica,” he said. “May I touch it?”
“Please!” Jessica replied, reaching out to him.
He took a step back. “No. Put your hands at your sides and don’t move.”
Disappointment took over her face but she obeyed. The doctor walked up and began to massage her breasts. She immediately began to moan. Her hands started to rise a moment, but she jerked them back to her sides. The doctor leaned in a suckled a nipple. Jessica’s head began to roll.
“Oh god, yessss,” she whispered.
She reached up and grabbed the doctor’s head, pulling him into her tit.
“Hands,” he said sharply.
She forced them back to her sides, clenching her fists as he worked on one and then the other tit. “Please doctor,” she said. “I need it.”
“What do you need?” he asked.
“I need you to fuck me.”
“Reach down and take out my cock,” he said.
Her hands moved quickly, unzipping his pants and fishing for his cock. He wasn’t wearing underwear, so it was out quickly. She began stroking it. When he was fully erect he pulled away.
“Doctor?” she said.
He sat down on the couch. “Do you want this in you?”
“Soooo much,” she said. She was drooling as she looked at it.
“What will you do to have it?”
“Anything. Just tell me.”
“On your knees.”
She dropped quickly.
“Crawl to me.”
Like an eager puppy, she moved in front of him.
“Suck it.”
His cock disappeared between her lips. Her head bobbed with urgency. He lay back and enjoyed her ministrations for a minute, watching her with admiration. Shaun could tell he wasn’t admiring her beauty though, but what he’d done to her.
“Alright, climb on,” the doctor said at last in a gracious tone.
“Thank you, doctor!” she squealed as she stood up, straddled him, and then lowered herself on his prick.
“Start slow,” he said.
She nodded and began to bounce.
“I think you’re getting addicted to my cock. What do you think?”
“Ugggghhhhh. I think you’re right, doctor.”
They continued with her increasing the pace.
“I think that the more you fuck me, the more you’ll want to please me, trust me, and listen to me.”
She nodded as she moaned. “I think you’re riiiight.”
“I think that every orgasm you have from me will make you realize how much more you need me.”
“Oh god. I think you’re right.”
“And I think you’re going to cum… now.”
Jessica threw her head back and screamed. Her cunt clamped down on the doctor’s cock and she grabbed onto his shoulders to steady herself.
“Doc… Doc…” she moaned as bolts of pleasure ripped through her body.
“I think you’re going to have another one… now.”
“Fuck me!” she screamed. Her body began to involuntarily slam up and down on him triggering a third orgasm. “Oh Dios, oh Dios, oh Dios, oh Dios.”
At that point, the doctor began to grunt. His hips bucked up as he started shooting his cum into her pussy. Jessica had collapsed onto him. Her body continued to spasm. Upstairs, Shaun jerked his cock as he shot cum into a tissue. He smiled after watching the display, happy about two things: his cock was bigger than the doctor’s, and that fuck only took a few minutes. His sessions with Amanda went far longer. When he was through with Ms. Russo, she wouldn’t remember who Dr. Maddow was, possibly literally.
Downstairs, the doctor had Ms. Russo suck his cock clean before he put it back in his pants. She then dressed before he brought her back to reality. After the doctor left and Ms. Russo stepped into the shower as ordered, Shaun snuck downstairs and left an envelope on the kitchen counter. He repositioned the webcam so he could watch Ms. Russo read it. When she returned and found it, she glanced around, wondering how it had gotten there, but saw it was addressed to her from Dr. Maddow, so she opened it.
Jessica,
During our session today, you talked about your dislike of your daughter’s boyfriend, Shaun. This happened while under hypnosis and I apologize for forgetting to make you remember it, but we came to some realizations.
I think that the dislike you feel toward Shaun is actually jealously. I think you are attracted to him, but know you shouldn’t be because he is dating your daughter. The dislike is a deflection. Furthermore, I think that the more time you spend with Shaun the greater that attraction will grow. I think you will find yourself doing things to get him to find you beautiful and sexy, dressing in ways he likes, and finding excuses to be ar
ound him, but of course maintaining the air of dislike of him to cover up your true feelings.
This is a separate matter from what we’ve been dealing with so far in our sessions, so I think it would be best if you used the email below to correspond with me about your thoughts and feelings toward Shaun after each the interaction you have with him. I think you should use my regular email for all other correspondence but BCC this email when sending the regular emails.
As we have established this is a separate matter, I think you should not mention this topic in our regular sessions, but only through the email below. When you have finished reading this, I think you should email me immediately at the new email address and tell me what you think.
Sincerely,
Dr. Maddow.
Shaun watched Ms. Russo read the letter and then go to her laptop and log in. He hoped he had sounded formal enough and lit up as he watched her start to type a message. Almost immediately, Shaun’s phone buzzed with a new email in the account he had setup.
Dear Dr. Maddow,
I think you are right. I see the attraction clearly now. Thank you for making realize the truth.
Sincerely,
Jessica Russo.
Shaun wanted to scream, “Yes!” but held it in. Then he realized he’d trapped himself in the house with Ms. Russo. After an initial panic, he replied to her email.
Excellent, Jessica. We had a wonderful but intense session. I think you should take a short 20 minute nap before working again, a deep nap in which nothing will disturb you.
Dr. Maddow.
A moment later he received a reply.
Dear Dr. Maddow,
I think you’re right. I will take a nap right away.
Jessica Russo.
Soon Shaun heard the wet dream of his life coming up the stairs. He waited five minutes to make sure she was asleep and then snuck out of the house. He had so much energy, he practically sprinted to school.
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Chapter 3
Two days passed before Shaun saw Ms. Russo again. He and Amanda were studying in dining room when she arrived home from work. Shaun noticed her face redden slightly when she saw him. She stared a moment at his body. Even sitting, he looked sexy. His short-sleeved shirt showed off his large biceps nicely. His dark, chocolate skin looked tasty, and those deep brown eyes felt hypnotic. She wanted to run her fingers through his short afro hair.
“Oh hi,” she said, shaking herself out of her reverie.
“Hi mom,” Amanda replied. “How was work?”
“I think I made a middle management guy pee his pants when I came down on him for his inefficiency.”
Amanda laughed, causing her curly blonde locks to bounce. “Really?”
“Yes, men think they have the upper hand when dealing with a woman in business. It’s amusing to watch them crumble when they realize that’s not the case.”
“Good for you, Ms. Russo,” said Shaun. “I’m surprised they haven’t learned yet. You do look very business-like with your suits, not weak or feminine at all.”
She scowled. “Did you just say my clothes aren’t feminine?”
“No,” Shaun replied. “I mean, that’s not what I meant. They’re very professional. I just prefer those suits with the skirt bottom on women. Well, I like skirts and short dresses in general.” He could see her getting impatient. “But I’m just saying, wearing something like that, and maybe wearing your hair down instead of in that braided bun, would make you look even more feminine and an easy target, so that when you lowered the hammer it would have even more of an impact.”
“Interesting,” Ms. Russo replied. “But having never been in a corporation, you really can’t tell me how to dress at mine.”
“Sorry,” Shaun replied. He feigned being uncomfortable and put in his place as he wondered if she’d obey his instructions in the letter and dress like he just said.
“What’s for dinner?” asked Ms. Russo.
“Jenny is making lasagne,” Amanda replied. “Shaun’s staying. We still have a lot to study this evening. Midterms are coming up.”
Shaun was still amused that the Latina business woman had a white maid/cook. He wondered if she chose Jenny to flip the stereotype. He just wished she’d chosen a hot maid instead of an older, pudgy one, but two out of three sexy women in a household wasn’t bad. Plus, Jenny was a sweetheart.
“Fine,” Ms. Russo said she pulled the clips out of her hair and shook it out. “I’m going to change.” Shaun watched her leave, seeing less of the business stride and more of a sultry sway.
When she returned, she wore a short, light sun dress. Shaun smiled.
“How are you two doing with classes?” Ms. Russo asked as they ate.
“I’m doing well,” Amanda said. “Economics is a bitch but I’m keeping my marks up.”
“You know you can come to me for help on that, honey,” Ms. Russo said.
“Yes, mom,” Amanda replied. “And if it gets worse, I will. Believe me. But Shaun’s been helping. He’s really good at it.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes,” her daughter replied. “But who you could help is Shaun.”
“Me?” Ms. Russo asked. “But you just said Shaun was good at economics.”
“He is, but we were just talking about his business project. He needs to interview a high-level executive, and since we have one living here, I thought you could help.”
Ms. Russo shot Shaun an annoyed glance. “I’m very busy.”
“Please mom? It would only take um…” She looked at Shaun.
“An hour,” he said.
“An hour,” Amanda repeated. “He helps me, you help him?” Her eyes both pleaded and sparkled.
Ms. Russo shrugged. “Fine. We can do it after dinner I suppose.”
“Can we do it tomorrow after dinner, Ms. Russo?” Shaun asked. “I don’t have the interview questions here with me.”
“She gave him that annoyed look again. “Okay, but keep it to an hour.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
The rest of the evening proceeded without incident, but shortly after he left the house Shaun received an email.
Dear Dr. Maddow,
Shaun was here tonight. You were right. The longer he stayed the more I could feel my attraction growing. I even agreed to work with him for an hour tomorrow. I’m actually looking forward to spending time with him, but I shouldn’t. He’s my daughter’s boyfriend. Perhaps we should schedule a session to use hypnosis to rid me of this attraction to him.
Sincerely,
Jessica Russo.
He waited until he got back to his dorm room to reply, so he could think of an appropriate answer. The room’s five metre by four metre interior held his single bed at the back by a rear window. A small desk with this laptop and a lamp, and a dresser sat to the right of the door when one entered. He had put up a couple posters, one of Black Panther, one of Dr. Dre facing each other on the side walls. Relaxing into his swivel chair, he worked on his phone, smiling.
Dear Jessica,
I understand your concern, but I think that your attraction to Shaun is a good thing and so should you. It means you’ve really gotten over your ex-husband because you are able to have these feelings for another man. I think that letting your feelings grow will show us the expansiveness of your heart and show that it’s not closed off to new men.
I think you should continue to explore these feelings for Shaun and see how else he affects you. I’ve seen several other women go through this process and the reactions are quite common. For instance, I think that if he touches you in any way it will make you sexually aroused. Further contact will increase that arousal. This is normal and a good sign of your letting go of your husband even though you may find it uncomfortable at the time. I think that if he does touch you, you won’t stop him because of the physical pleasure it brings you, however, you may voice your opinions about the rightness of the situation and how it makes you feel. I think that if he whispers to you, you
will always reply with the honest truth. Whispers create intimacy and I think you’ll always want to be truthful if a man you’re attracted to whispers to you.
However, your situation with Shaun ends up, I think you should write to me and tell me what happened, your feelings, and what you did to resolve any sexual tension he created. I think this is best course of action to open you up for a new relationship with a great man when you’re ready to have one.
Reply and tell me what you think.
Dr. Maddow.
Shaun sent off the email and a few minutes later received the reply.
Dear Dr. Maddow,
I think you’re right. I didn’t see how good a thing this is until you explained it. I am so happy to be getting over my ex. I’m so happy I haven’t shut myself down. Yes, it will be uncomfortable being attracted to my daughter’s boyfriend for a while, but if it means moving into a new amazing relationship with a great man then I’ll go through it.
Thank you so much,
Jessica Russo.
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Shaun jacked off right away, finished studying, and then jacked off again while watching his videos before falling asleep.
The next day he was pleased to see Ms. Russo arrive home from work in a business suit with a skirt bottom. Seeing that she had kept her hair up, showed him he still had a way to go. She didn’t change before dinner, saying that she wanted to dress appropriately for a business interview. She scolded Shaun for not wearing a suit.
“If you were interviewing another executive would you have worn a suit?” she asked.
“Yes, but…”
“But nothing. I expect to be treated with the same respect you give other professionals. Do you think that’s fair?”
Shaun hung his head. “Yes, ma’am. Very fair. Should I go home and change?”
She shook her head. “You’ve already made the mistake. Know better next time.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
After dinner, Ms. Russo asked if Shaun wanted to do the interview in the living room. Shaun said sitting at the dining room would be more formal. The table was more like a desk.
The group sat and chatted in the family room while Jenny cleaned things up. When Amanda started up the stairs to her room, Ms. Russo pulled out her hair clips again. Her dark brown locks flowed down like a waterfall to reach her butt where it bounced slightly before settling.