Her husband comes home

Grinning like crazy with your best friend's wife cuddled against you, your mind was ready to explode with all the possibilities of what you could do. All the ways in which you could have fun as your control over Jennifer became more powerful. It was a blissful and amazing moment, until you heard keys in the front door.

Your heart froze in your chest, and before you or Jennifer could move, her husband Marcus was walking in the door. As soon as he stepped in, his eyes locked on the two of you. His wife and best friend, closer than he had ever seen as you sat on the couch with her snuggled against you.

"What're you guys doing?" he asked. There was an obvious accusatory edge to his question as he shut the front door behind him, his attention focused entirely on you and Jennifer as he waited for an explanation. Jennifer was completely silent, leaving you to sit and stare at him for what felt like an eternity as your fear built. A thought clicked in your mind as you scrambled to think of how to explain this.

The mind control should work on him, right?

"It's totally fine, you like me and Jennifer cuddling together," you said, a slight crack in your voice towards the end as your confidence wavered just a tiny bit, knowing that if it didn't work, your best friend was likely going to get upset.

"Yeah of course I do! It's great to see you two getting closer," he said back quickly. It was actually a surprise how fast he responded, with barely any hesitation as he gave his blessing. Your confidence skyrocketed as you had your idiot best friend now allowing it,

"Really!?" Jennifer said, clearly surprised by how okay with this her husband was.

"So we should get closer then? That's a great idea man," you said, a devious smile on your face. You adjusted on the couch, shifting as you looked over at Jennifer's gorgeous and still shocked face.

"Jennifer, go ahead and get in my lap."

Your command hung in the air for a few seconds as Jennifer was hesitant to comply. Unlike your best friend, she seemed to be fighting her commands much more fiercely, but thankfully she slowly rose off the couch and began to obey.

Jennifer stood and you spread your legs slightly, watching her ass as she slowly lowered down into your lap. Marcus walked towards the kitchen as if nothing was wrong, a smile on his face as he watched his wife slide into the lap of another man. Jennifer looked back at you over her shoulder as she settled against you, with a surprised and almost angry look on her face.

"Ummm Dustin? Is that your..." she said, trailing off as she tried to get comfortable sitting in your lap. Even through her oversized sweatpants, she could clearly feel your hard cock as her plump ass pressed against you, with you loving every second of it.

"Yeah it's my hard cock, but you heard your husband. He wants us to get closer," you said, and Jennifer continued to squirm on your lap as she made herself comfortable. She finally settled into a comfortable spot, taking a long drink of her beer as you wrapped your hands around her.