Janet's Frequency

Three months ago, Martin Dowel had made an incredible discovery. The thirty-five-year-old man worked in research and development for a telecommunications company, and in his free time he liked to tinker with different frequencies and transmission devices. He just had a fascination with wireless communication.

One evening, he was working on one of these projects at the kitchen table when his wife walked in. Janet was a few years younger than Martin, and as far as he was concerned, she was way out of his league. The two of them had met at a work event for the previous company Martin had worked for, and after a few dates, one thing led to another and two years later they were married. That evening when she had walked into the kitchen, Janet had been wearing cardigan and a long skirt with heels that accentuated the firm and full figure hiding beneath.

“Hey honey, what’re you working on?” She had smiled as she set her purse down on the counter before beginning to remove her used Tupperware from lunch.

“Oh, not much. Just working on some sub-sonic frequencies for local communication networks.” He noticed the arched eyebrow and little smile she gave him and he chuckled. “Right. Basically I’m just messing with different types of energy channels for short-range communication. Like walkie-talkies and stuff.”

“Okay, I actually kind of understand that for once.” Janet had chuckled.

“Oh c’mon, you’re smarter than you pretend.” Martin had chuckled. “I actually made an interesting breakthrough. I got this little emitter to broadcast a sub-sonic electromagnetic frequency that I’ve never seen anyone else produce before.”

The transmitter looked like an old dissembled WiFi router that had been cobbled back together with spare parts. It was hooked into Martin’s laptop but was not broadcasting. Martin casually reached over to flip it on as a demonstration. There would not be any perceivable sound, but he could show her some of the transmission waves on his computer readout. To his surprise, when he flipped on the switch, his wife twitched and let out a small surprised gasp.

“Ooh! Oh…Oh wow!” Janet’s eyes had widened and she had gripped the edge of the counter for support. “Mmmm. Oh god babe, how are you doing that?” She let out an incredulous giggle that dissolved into what sounded like a little moan of pleasure.

“Uh…doing what? Are you alright?” Martin had been very confused by his wife’s sudden behavior.

“Ooh…Oh my…Baby I think I can feel your frequency…between my legs!” She let out another confused laugh tinged with unmistakable arousal. “It’s like my pussy is humming, or -hmmm- or something is humming in my pussy.” She bit her lip and pushed her ass out to the empty kitchen behind her. “Oh god it’s dancing around down there and getting it just…right!” A little shudder passed over her along with another tiny moan.

Martin was dumbstruck as he watched his wife squirm and moan. He had no idea how this frequency could be causing Janet to feel anything, let alone this. It was like her body was acting as some sort of receiver for the signal. He was about to shut it off to figure out what was happening, but the way his wife looked there, squirming with pleasure from some unseen **** at his bidding stayed his hand. Instead, he pulled up the power modulator on his computer and saw that the frequency was currently being broadcasted at five percent strength.

“Janet this is weird, but…tell me if you feel this.” Martin dialed up the frequency output strength to fifteen percent.

“Oooohh my god!” Janet pitched forwards as her knees buckled slightly and she caught herself against the counter. “Oh! Oh…Oh god yes! Yes I can feel that!”

She let out a moaning laugh as her voice ticked up an octave. Her hips were moving in little circles like she was grinding against something invisible.

“Oooohhh yes…yes! It’s stronger and more…more…” Her voice devolved into a pleased moan.

Martin felt his pulse begin to quicken as he stared at his wife. He glanced back at the computer and watched the transmission waves peak and valley in steady rhythms. Whatever this was, it was affecting Janet in ways that seemed impossible. The frequency was just a form of electromagnetic energy. There shouldn't be any way for her to feel it, let alone respond to it like this. He was about to turn it off when Janet called out to him.

“Martin!” She gasped, swaying and rocking her hips against unseen forces behind her. “Please…I need you to fuck me. Right now!” She gasped and tilted her head forwards with another moan before looking back up to him with a sinful hunger in her eyes. “Martin please…get over here and fuck me!”

Martin was shocked, intrigued, and most certainly aroused at what he was witnessing. Janet was by no means some demure woman, but he had never seen her like this. He had already been getting horny from watching his wife apparently getting pleasured by his invention, and the desperately horny tone in her voice was triggering something in him. Leaving the frequency running, he stood up from the table and strode purposefully over to his wife.

“Janet, baby…” Martin paused and looked down at his wife, bent over and moaning.

“Oh god Martin please!” She whined, pressing her rear towards him.

This seemed like insanity, but Martin was not going to leave his wife wanting. He yanked her skirt up her thighs and left it bunched around her lower back. He then began to quickly undo his pants before dropping them down to his ankles. Martin could almost see the moisture forming between her legs on the fabric of her lacy black panties before he yanked them down off her hips, eliciting a pleading and needy moan from his wife.

She came when he entered her with a pleasured moan he had only heard from her a few times. From the way she began to rock her hips back against him, Martin realized that she was far from satisfied. Good.

Martin almost doubted that the woman he was fucking was his wife. The way she bucked, begged, and moaned was more intense than any other sexual experience he had shared with her previously. If she had not been begging him to continue and pleading with him to go harder, he almost would have considered stopping out of concern.

Several minutes and orgasms later, Janet was starting to lose the ability to stand as Martin pounded into her from behind. She dropped down onto the kitchen floor, her head buried in her arms as her ass stayed perked up behind her. Martin continued to fuck her, thrusting and pumping between her legs as her muffled moans and cries echoed out from the floor. After everything, it did not take much longer before Martin himself was finally reaching the edge. With a panting low groan, he erupted inside of her as the world momentarily went white. He felt her jerk against him as another powerful orgasm ripped through her as well. He felt her body tense against him before she seemed to almost collapse.

As the mental whiteout from his orgasm faded, Martin realized that Janet was probably still feeling the effects of the frequency. From the muttered pleads and moans still slipping from her barely conscious form, he quickly figured that she almost definitely was. Slipping his softening rod from her dripping pussy, he hurriedly strode over to the table and shut off the device. Back over on the floor, Janet let out a relieved gasp as tension seemed to flood from her body.

“Oh…my god…” She giggled in an almost delirious voice, pushing herself up on trembling elbows.

“Janet…” Martin stepped carefully over to her, suddenly afraid that he may have pushed things way too far. “Are you, uh, okay?”

Janet slowly pushed herself up higher until she was on her knees and sitting back on her ankles. She let out an incredulous chuckle and ran a hand through her now messy hair.

“Martin…that was…insane! I’ve never come so much and felt so…” Her voice trailed off and she laughed again before glancing over at the table towards the transmitter. “If you hadn’t just turned that off…I don’t think I could’ve stopped! I might have just kept going until I actually passed out! It’s like I couldn’t control myself.”

“I…well…wow.” Martin himself was practically speechless from what had just happened. “I’ll make sure that I’m more careful in the future. How, um, are you feeling?”

“Honestly?” His wife shook her head slightly and smirked. “I…I feel great!” A little laugh escaped her lips that seemed to surprise her. “Babe if you turned that thing on again right now, I think I could go again!”

Martin blinked as his mind tried to process all of this. Janet was not some chaste and demure woman, but this was something else. She had told him once that she had a little submissive kink, but they had never really explored it. From the look in her eyes, Martin was starting to suspected that he might have just awoken something in her.

“Well that…this is all very, um, unexpected.” Martin chuckled with a bit of incredulity. “I don’t know how that just happened. I’ll make sure I’m more careful, and I won’t mess with this frequency when you’re around just to be safe.”

Janet cocked her head and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Oh really?” His wife gave him a look that made his pulse jitter. “And who says I don’t want to try that again?”