Remote control

“I still think this is a bad idea, Valentina...“ I said to my friend as I arranged the suitcases in the living room of the apartment.

”Nonsense, Nicole, everything will be fine! Besides, you have to take advantage of what life and the opportunities it presents you with ...

and if that means taking advantage of your ex-boyfriend, so be it,” said Valentina as she rummaged through the cupboard carefree.

I grimaced skeptically at Valentina's words. Aaron and I had been dating for about a year, and things hadn't ended well.

And even though he had planned this getaway to a small cabin to win me back, after my refusal, I couldn't quite understand why he was still so insistent that I come, even if it was with a friend

as an act of reconciliation and goodwill.

Valentina, perhaps seeing the doubt on my face, spoke calmly as she stuffed a spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

"What are you worried about, Nicole? His family is rich anyway, so our little getaway won't hurt him. Besides, he's the one who offered it to you, so take it as...

How did he put it? 'An act of goodwill?'“

The crunching sound of the cereal mixed with Valentina's voice sounded less than convincing given the strange feeling in my chest.

”I have a bad feeling about this, Val. Besides, what's that huge antenna on the roof for?”

“Satellite TV, maybe? Look, if you really want us to leave, let's do it tomorrow. It was a long drive and I'm extremely tired...“

Valentina held out her hand, offering me some of the cereal she was eating. I took it slowly and ate it.

”Well... maybe...” As I tried to find convincing words, Valentina swallowed her cereal and continued

“Besides, Nicki, it looks like the idiot tried pretty hard. He even left us a full cupboard!

Maybe he wasn't lying about his good intentions after all."

I had to look away at her words. Maybe I was being too paranoid after all?

I looked back at Valentina, who was stuffing herself with cereal.

“Come on, give me that, you're going to fill up before dinner!“ I said, taking the cereal from her and eating another handful.

”You sound like my mom... but does that mean we're staying?“

With a mischievous smile, I replied.

”Well, I don't have a choice at the moment."

Valentina let out a soft, childish ‘yeah’ as she put the rest of the cereal back in the cupboard.

“At least it's a nice place,“ I said as I looked out from the kitchen at the cute rustic-style cabin.

Valentina nodded softly as she leaned back on the bench.

”But what are all those black antennas scattered around? Is it Wi-Fi?”

“Who knows, come on, let's unpack.“ As I unpacked, the uneasiness I felt in my head grew smaller and smaller.

”Maybe I was being paranoid,“ I thought as I headed to one of the bedrooms.

***

”No connection.” I tapped the desk rhythmically, my eyes fixed on the old laptop.

“Bro, do you really think they'll fall?“ Jack asked as he paced anxiously back and forth across the room.

”They will,” I said confidently, ignoring the incessant movement of my leg.

Jack still seemed a little anxious about the wait, so he continued talking.

“Anyway... what is this fantastical technology, Aaron? It doesn't seem like something we should have in our hands.”

His doubts were reasonable. I hadn't explained the finer details of my plan to have fun with my silly ex-girlfriend

and some of her slutty friends.

As I felt the soft touch of the leather hugging my back and stared at the old LED screen, I began to explain to Jack.

“It's Cold War-era technology used for spying on communist countries.”

“Spying?” Jack said, trying to probe further.

“Yes, imagine you need to infiltrate an agent into the Soviet Union during the Leonid Brezhnev era or into China during the Cultural Revolution.

Without a doubt, seeing a Westerner strutting around Moscow or Beijing would be problematic. But wouldn't it be ideal if the person doing the snooping was Russian or Chinese themselves?

That's where this technology comes in. Just give anyone a receiver hidden in their food, and voilà! You have your own spy puppet at your service.

And the best part? The person will think that everything they do, they do on their own.”

I turned to look at Jack, who had his eyes fixed on me. His face was pale, far from the eager anticipation of a few moments ago. Now his face showed 100% pure terror.

"Dude... how the hell do you know that!!! Doesn't that mean we're not supposed to have this thing in our hands!?!?!? Does technology like this even exist?!!!”

Oh... looks like I screwed up. I quickly started to reassure Jack.

“Calm down, Jack, damn it. I'm just repeating what my father told me when he gave it to me to play with. Besides, who do you think invented this technology? My grandfather.

Nowadays, all rich people have at least one, so you don't have to worry about some Agent Smith

coming after us as long as you keep your mouth shut about the existence of this technology on the internet or anywhere else.”

Jack calmed down, but to ease his nervousness, he asked me,

“So... the Cold War? It seems unlikely to me that this could have existed back then, man.”

"Well, it wasn't exactly this technology. Obviously, the technology in that era was extremely rudimentary and clumsy. Apparently, you had to insert some kind of receiver into the subject's spine

which made it quite impractical if we're talking about subtlety. It also had an extremely limited range, so its use was quite limited, mostly by 'ambassadors' for certain undignified tasks. Well, that was before, because such incredible technology couldn't be wasted

a lot of taxpayer money was poured into it. Today, the method of taking control of someone is much less horrible and, above all, the most important thing is that now the range is almost unlimited.“

”2 links found“

”Bingo!“ I shouted, turning away from Jack as I began to type simple codes into the laptop.

”Quick, sit down and put on the helmet.”

I quickly finished typing and put on my own transmission helmet. Jack had lain down uncomfortably on a chair.

Before anyone could say anything, I pressed enter.

In a matter of seconds, everything went black...

***

“Valentina, do you want to cook dinner or shall I?“ I asked her as I curled up further into the large bed in the room.

”I think you should do it,“ she said, absorbed in her phone.

”Well, but...” Before I could finish my sentence, something strange happened.

Both Valentina and I jumped out of bed in an instant and stood at attention for a few seconds.

My gaze fixed on infinity for a few seconds and a beeping sound began to ring in my left ear until it disappeared.

“Dude... did it work?!!! Why is it so hard to keep my balance?!” I said, not quite sure why, as I leaned against the wall.

I turned to look at Valentina, who was shaking her butt in front of the large oval mirror in the room.

“So you brought the dumb Colombian... I thought you'd bring the blonde bitch with the huge tits..."

Blonde with big breasts? She must be referring to Sarah.

A feeling of indignation took hold of me. What the hell was wrong with Valentina to refer to Sarah like that? Weren't we a close-knit group of friends after all?

But I was left in limbo. With my gaze fixed on Valentina, I saw her fingers dig deeply into her buttock, as if she didn't care about the pain, and then

I saw her let go and repeat the action once more. Valentina repeated this action three or four times while letting out slight moans and whimpers that I couldn't tell if they were from pain.

As I watched Valentina, strangely mesmerized, a slight pang of an emotion difficult to describe passed through my belly.

“Bro...” I stammered, calling Valentina in an unusual way.

With the outline of her fingers already marked on her buttock, she turned to look at me. Her gaze was somewhat different, somewhat distant and mischievous like a fox.

She adjusted her body, letting her little satin shorts cover the mark of her fingers as she walked towards me.

Her hands repeated what she was doing on her buttocks with her breasts. Squeezing them in a way that looked painful, Valentina spoke.

"I told you it would work, Jack. Although I also had my doubts, after all, it's the first time I've done something like this.”

“Shouldn't we avoid calling each other by our names here?“ I said, ignoring the fact that Valentina called me my ex's dumb best friend.

”Relax, these dumb bitches won't notice. Why don't you take a better look at your body,” she said, pointing her thumb toward the mirror behind her.

Her words made me laugh deeply. Maybe I should admit that we were a couple of silly bitches.

One after another, stupid faces were reflected in the mirror.

“Aren't I supposed to be piloting the friend?” I said as I looked at Valentina, who had already taken off her T-shirt and bra, making her breasts jiggle like jelly.

Without looking up from her breasts, she replied.

“I got the wrong signal. Tomorrow she'll be all yours.”

“Well, I hope so,” I said as I inspected my body from top to bottom. “This bitch is pretty flat. I've seen boards with more curves... plus she's pretty small.”

It's true that I hated my short stature and underdeveloped body...

“It's not so bad, Jack. She's got a pretty good figure, which makes her quite cute. Plus, look at that old belly."

Valentina stood behind me with her breasts already exposed and hugged me from behind. Ignoring the fact that she had called me Jack again, I felt her long fingers run over my stomach as she lifted my tank top.

“See?“ she said as I felt her two large melons settle on my shoulders.

Oh... I could now put a name to that pang in my stomach... it was excitement.

The wetness grew in my panties as Valentina's fingers snaked across my body.

”And you know... I know some secrets about Nicole's body. Like this one...”

Gently grabbing my chin, Valentina stole a wet kiss from me.

My first reaction should have been to push her away. To yell at her if she had gone crazy and walk away.

But that's not what happened... 1, 2, 3 seconds of kisses, one after another.

Valentina pulled away, straightening up, while I moved closer to her and hugged her.

As I buried my head in her breasts and moved them from side to side, I said softly

“If this is a dream, don't let it end...”

Valentina took my head in a motherly way and, as my ex used to do, began to scratch the back of my neck.

I looked up gently to find Valentina with a big smile looking back at me.

“We should make this 'dream' worthwhile. Oh no, Nicole?"

I could feel my vagina swallowing my panties... I didn't know why, but I was turned on.

I pushed Valentina onto the bed behind us while she laughed uncontrollably.

Like a baby koala hugging its mother, I curled up against Valentina while kissing her uncontrollably.

“Hahaha, I would have loved that aggressiveness when we were dating.“ I didn't know what Valentina was referring to.

But with a gentle movement of her legs, she turned the situation around, putting me underneath her.

”But let me have some fun too, Jack.” Holding me by the wrists, I could feel her melons with erect nipples colliding with my breasts.

“Oh, man, that's unfair...” I couldn't finish my complaint because Valentina kissed me even more intensely.

The smell of coconut emanating from her skin invaded my nose, tensing my whole body.

I was excited, VERY excited. I had never felt this way about another woman before, let alone Valentina.

But at that moment... everything felt so natural. This was what we both wanted...

“Let me suck them...” I begged Valentina during one of the brief breaks between our lips.

A small, guttural laugh reached my ear as she put that large, light brown areola in my mouth.

Valentina's hand snaked across my abdomen, and after a while she let go.

“You know, I think I can make Nicole come before you can make me come.”

Taking my breast out of her mouth, I exclaimed, ‘Nonsense, old man!’

Valentina just smiled smugly and said, ‘You want to see?’

Adjusting our positions, we both stood facing each other and put our hands in each other's vaginas.

Although the height difference made it more difficult for Valentina, her skilled hands did not betray her previous statement...

While her thumb played with my clitoris, her middle and ring fingers perfectly stimulated my G-spot.

In a matter of three minutes, my legs buckled and a “STOP, STOP” gave Valentina the victory.

I gasped on my knees on the floor while Valentina lay back on the bed.

As she tapped her vagina, she said mockingly, “Don't you think it's my turn, Jack? After all, I won.”

I was still recovering from the orgasm I had experienced and looked at her with some suspicion.

“It's not fair, you know the weak points of this body.“

”Winning is winning, friend. Now come and put your little mouth to work.“

I approached slowly and began to lick and suck... Valentina began to play with her melons while laughing.

”I can't wait to see what else these bodies have to offer...”