Give her a fetish for cuckolding and cheating on her husband

"You're a strong, beautiful woman, Heather." John had to pause to remind himself to use her first name while conditioning her. It just didn't feel right to address her formally.

She nodded, easily accepting that as part of her mind.

"And you have powerful needs. You're not being fulfilled at home. Not like you could be. You could always be better fulfilled, couldn't you?"

She nodded slowly, processing that one a bit more slowly, but she accepted it. "I could have more."

"That's right, Heather. You're young, sexy. Desirable. You're wasting your best years on one man."

She nodded immediately. That one must not have been very far from how she really felt. John grinned, his cock getting impossibly hard in his pants. Time was running out, so he hurried to formulate his plans and instructions.

"You want to fuck men. Anyone, everyone you can. Strong men are nice, but you have that at home. It turns you on to think of that big strong man completely unaware that his bombshell wife is out fucking everything from other studs to wimps and losers behind his back or even right under his nose. Wouldn't that be humiliating for him? You think that's sexy. It turns you on to make him look so foolish, to make a cuckold out of your man. You want to do things for other men that you won't do for your husband."

She nodded, smiling. "I want to fuck... Tom is a cuck... he isn't enough for me. I want more..."

"You deserve more. It's what you want more than anything. This is your power. It's what turns you on more than anything."

She moaned softly and blinked, her life returning to her eyes. "Mmm. Oh, hello John. I didn't see you there. What..." she put a hand to her head, looking dizzy. "...what time is it"?

John gave her the correct time and she brightened.

"Oh! I have my free hour now." She looked at him and smiled. "Did you... have something you want—"

John interrupted, trusting in the after-effects of the ****. "Take me to your office, Heather. I want to see those glorious tits of yours."

She smiled mischievously. "Mmm. That's a great idea." Standing to collect her things, she led the way to the third floor where the teachers' offices were located.