A really fun one for you starting the next day

Jennifer's POV

I woke up with a groan as my alarm blared to let me know it was time to start my routine. Marcus just rolled over next to me, pressing his head into the pillow in his sleep. I reached over to grab my phone and shut it off, the bright screen reading “6:31 AM” with crystal clarity. I set the phone back down on the table and slowly sat upright while rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. I groan as the memories of yesterday creep back into my conscious mind, reminding me both why I’m about to do what I’m going to do and how much I hate Dustin. The little fucking creep. It doesn’t change what I have to do though. I slip out of bed and start getting ready for the day. I change into a black g-string and bra combination that normally makes Marcus drool, then wrap up in a robe and head to the kitchen to make Marcus’ breakfast. I want to at least get his day off to a good start before he leaves for work; making him breakfast and coffee before I finish dressing is a nice way to do that. Normally, I’d let him see me in the tiny scraps of fabric that barely covers my pussy and give him some head with his coffee, but Dustin said I should do any “intimate” parts of my morning routine with him instead. But at least Marcus will still get the bacon and coffee…

Dustin’s POV

Slurp, slurp, slurp.

I woke up to the best feeling a guy can have: a hot girl’s mouth sucking his cock. Jennifer looked beyond annoyed about it, but that didn’t matter. Not anymore. She was wearing a tiny, black g-string and lace bra combo that looked unbelievable on her. She’d pulled the sheets to the side and pulled my pants down, wrapping her lips around me and waking me up with her delightful ministrations.

Yesterday, I’d put a lot of commands on her. After our practice date, I made a bunch of things abundantly clear to her: she’d do any intimate parts of her routine with me instead of Marcus; she’d never, ever—ever—touch or look at my phone unless told to do so; she’d keep reinforcing the need to be nice to me and do what I told her to; and she’d be sticking to a dress code of bras, thongs, and high heels at most in the house, with thongs being the most substantial underwear she was allowed outside of the house. It was a good system. I’d tested it a bit to make sure it stuck. The only snag was that I couldn’t quite work out a way to get her to bare it all for me when Marcus was around too—apparently she considered it part of her “intimate activities,” and it would be more of a pain to itemize a list of things I wanted her to do rather than just deal with her tossing on a robe during the routine part of the evening when her husband came home. Especially since she’d take it off right after she was done engaging in whatever intimate routine she had with me, I didn’t really mind.

As I finished blinking into a modicum of consciousness and Jennifer started **** on my cock in earnest, I heard an unfamiliar notification chime from my phone. I grabbed it immediately, and I was right on the money. It was an alert from the app. I knew Jennifer wouldn’t stop or try to take the phone from me thanks to her conditioning yesterday, so I went ahead and checked it while she kept up the incredible job.

Dear End User, thank you for joining the testing process of our wonderful new application! You have used our application a sufficient amount of time to ensure compatibility with our product. Your software has been automatically upgraded to allow for new functionality. You have been approved to test the following new functions:

- Body Modification v0.2.4

- Memory Alteration v0.7.2

- Arousal Control Interface v0.97

Please test responsibly and avoid self-modification at this time until these features are out of the preliminary testing phase. Thank you, and enjoy!

I felt like my world was flipping on its head once again. I clicked through the terms and conditions wavers that flooded the screen as soon as the message was dismissed and got to the good stuff. There wasn’t much documentation here, just like before, but I could tell figuring these features out was going to be just as much fun as the first one.

Unfortunately, Jennifer’s phenomenal blowjob outpaced my enthusiasm, and I flooded her throat before I could try anything on her. Oh well. We’ve got the whole day, after all.