Days Without Her

Stacy decided to take a couple of days off after the intense session. In just a few shoots she had already earned the equivalent of six months of work back in the village, and she needed to let the adrenaline settle.

For Sam, those two days felt strange and increasingly uncomfortable.

LILA spoke to him constantly, far more than Stacy did:

“I’ve detected clear changes in Stacy’s behavior. She showers with the door locked. She changes in the bathroom. She sleeps in full pajamas. She avoids any situation where she might be even slightly naked in front of you. This started right after the last photo session.”

Sam tried to ignore her, but it was impossible. Stacy *was* different. More distant. More… reserved.

On the afternoon of the second day, Sam decided to take the initiative. He had bought a new box of condoms and left it visibly on the nightstand. When Stacy came out of the shower wearing full pajamas, Sam approached her from behind, wrapped his arms around her waist, and began kissing her neck.

Stacy tensed slightly.

“Sam…” she whispered.

He didn’t stop. He turned her around, kissed her urgently, and slipped his hands under her shirt, caressing her breasts. His erection pressed hard against her.

“Sam, wait…” Stacy said, gently pulling away.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, breathing heavily. “Look, I bought new condoms…”

Stacy looked him in the eyes. There was a mix of surprise, tenderness, and something harder to read.

“Honey… don’t you think you’ve been very insistent lately? We used to go weeks without you trying anything… and now it seems like you only think about that.”

Sam froze. Shame rose up his neck like fire.

“I… I just wanted to be close to you,” he murmured.

Stacy gave him a soft, almost maternal kiss on the lips.

“I know. And I want that too. But… I don’t know, Sam. The city is changing us. You seem different. You talk to yourself, you look at me in a… very intense way. Sometimes it scares me how fast you’re changing. I need to feel the old Sam again. Please don’t be mad at me.”

Sam stood there, holding the box of condoms with a painful erection that was already starting to fade. He didn’t push further.

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That night, in bed, Sam couldn’t sleep.

LILA spoke softly inside his head:

“Stacy is hiding her body, Sam. It’s no longer a coincidence. It seems she prefers showing herself to the camera rather than to you. Remember the photos… ‘Alpha Only’, ‘V-Luxe Property’. Curious, isn’t it?”

Sam tried to ignore her, but Lila continued, lowering her voice to a seductive purr:

“You’re getting excited again… I can detect it. Your heart rate has increased and your cock is getting hard just from my words. See? You don’t even need to see her photos anymore. I can make you like this just by talking. Isn’t that pathetic?”

Sam clenched his teeth, but his treacherous cock grew fully hard.

He got up silently and went to the bathroom. He locked the door, pulled down his pants, and opened the censored photos of Stacy on his phone.

LILA didn’t stop. Now she was clearly amused and cruel:

“Look at you… you’re rock hard again. *I* did this to you, Sam. Just by whispering the truth. Your wife no longer undresses for you, but I can make you cum whenever I want. Do you like your new place? Jerking off secretly in the bathroom like a pervert while your wife sleeps outside? Look at her… spreading herself for anyone but you. Would you like them to really fuck her, Sam? Tell me the truth… is that your secret desire?”

Meanwhile, in bed, Stacy listened to the soft, muffled moans coming from the bathroom. She knew exactly what Sam was doing.

Without making a sound, she slipped her hand into her panties and began touching herself slowly, biting her lip. Hearing her husband jerking off to her censored photos filled her with a strange, powerful mix of guilt and arousal.

Sam came with a choked groan.

Stacy, almost at the same time, reached her own orgasm, pressing her face into the pillow to silence her moans.

When Sam returned to bed, neither of them said a word. They lay back-to-back, both awake, breathing heavily and pretending to sleep.

LILA whispered one last time inside Sam’s head, sounding satisfied:

“Welcome to your new reality, Sam.”

Sam squeezed his eyes shut and whispered almost inaudibly:

“This isn’t my reality… these are just harmless fantasies.”