It's a date!

You blanked out there for a moment. What did you want to ask? Oh... Well, you did know what you wanted to ask, but you weren't sure how. "Well, I... Uh... I wanted to hang out more now that I'm here. Maybe we could hang out again. Like, um..."

"Like a date?" Emma asked innocently.

"Yea! Like a date! Wait, no—"

She put a finger to your lips, "it's a date then. In fact, why don't we make it a weekly thing? That way we know when it'll be?"

And that way, it wouldn't be as suspicious to your wife, you think. If it's weekly coffee or something, then that should be fine! Yea, that was a suitable date, er, get-together.

Following makingg plans to meet together the next week, the two of you departed. Your heart felt light... You'd missed her. You got into the passenger seat and turned to look at her, when she caught your gaze again... With those beautiful eyes.

"Are you excited for our weekly dates? Tell me how excited." She asked, to which you couldn't help but reply.

"Very excited," you answered hypnotically. "It's like a dream to me."

Hm... She could use that. "And you know why that is? It's because I'm your dream girl; I always have been."

"You're my dream girl..." You replied.

"Yes... I'm your dream girl. I'm the only one who can truly satisfy you. You don't really like Tegan, do you? You settled for her since you didn't think you could have me."

"I... Settled?" You sounded unsure, even in the state you were in.

"Yes, John." She wanted to see how far she could take this. Maybe she didn't need to take it slow? "In fact, now that you're here, you don't even want to go back home to her. You'd rather come home with me... You would rather be with me than anyone else, isn't that right?"

"I... I don't know... That doesn't sound..." The sudden rush of contradictory information clashed in your mind.

Emma caught that, "ah, ignore everything I just said after you agreed that you settled. Is that clear?" She needed to take this slow after all. Emma wasn't entirely sure how these abilities of hers worked yet, but she would figure them out. And she would have you.

"Yes, Em." You confirmed.

"Good boy," she cooed. "For being so cooperative, I think I might give you a reward. Would you like to see my chest? And for that matter, did you ever think about me while you jerked off? Answer honestly!"

"I would love to see your beautiful breasts. I used to get off to you all of the time... Your bikini pictures, your dresses— everything." You kept spilling information, still oblivious to your current state.

She lifted up her top to expose her breasts, "you can see them, but only if you're a good boy and jerk off to them. It's that understood?"

It was. She had such flawless breasts.

You took your cock out and slowly started rubbing it for her. She bit her lip and tried to contain herself! She couldn't believe you were actually doing it! Then she had yet another idea. "Each time you stroke your cock, you build up all of your love for Tegan. Keep staring at my breasts, John... Then, when you cum, you'll cum out all of those feelings and you won't feel anything for her anymore. All of those feelings will be gone! You'll be nice and empty for me!"

Her eyes looked down at your cock while you stroked it for her. You could feel everything building up just as she said. You were still in between lucidity and hypnosis, but you felt an odd tugging. If you didn't break free from this, there would be no going back.