Mommy Learns the Joys of Hypnosis

Sophie crept up her driveway, her sneakers lightly grazing the concrete as she approached her home. The Thursday, mid-afternoon sun painted everything in a warm, golden light, accentuating the leaves of the trees in her quiet, suburban neighborhood. Her backpack felt heavier than usual, full of books but also carrying the weight of her untold secret.

She checked her watch. 3:45pm.

Her heart pounding, she slotted her key into the door, pausing as her hand hovered over the knob. The house was silent, not even the usual faint hum of the TV or the distant sound of her Mommy, on the phone talking to a client, could be heard. She took a deep breath, pushing the door open with a soft creak. The foyer was empty, as she slid her backpack off, letting it fall to the floor gently.

Sophie tiptoed down the hall, the floor cold under her socks as she approached her parent's bedroom. She stopped, leaning closer to the crack under the door. The room was still, but she heard a faint rustling, bringing a sly grin to her face. Her curiosity piqued, she pushed the door open a fraction of an inch, enough to peek through the gap.

The room smelled faintly of vanilla and lavender, a scent that was uniquely her Mommy's. It was a heady mix of the candles Mommy liked to burn and the lotion she applied. The aroma was soothing, yet it made Sophie's heart race with excitement.

But there was another scent that brought a wicked smile to Sophie's face and sent a shiver straight from her nose down to her own pussy. The room was suffused with the sweaty, musky tang of sex. It hung in the air like a living presence, thick and palpable, making it hard for Sophie to breathe without experiencing a devious feeling of intense arousal.

Pushing open the door slightly more, ensuring not to alert her, Sophie found Mommy reclined on the edge of the bed, her luscious body enveloped in a thin, silk robe that barely contained her ample breasts. The robe was wide open, revealing matching crimson, lace underwear that hugged her creamy thighs and generous, curvy hips.

Her Mommy's long, silky smooth hair cascaded over her shoulders in chestnut waves, shimmering in the soft light that filtered through the partially drawn curtains. Her makeup-free face was flushed with a post-coital glow, her full lips parted slightly, and her eyes half-closed in a blissful expression. Her plump chest rose and fell with each deep, satisfied breath she took, and her nipples poked tantalizingly through the lace.

Her legs, smooth and shapely, freshly shaved, were crossed at the ankles, one foot playing with a black stiletto that had been carelessly kicked off. Her toes, painted a vibrant shade of red that matched her underwear, wiggled slightly, as if remembering the delicious sensation of being caressed. The way her calves curved into her thighs was a testament to the hours she spent at the gym, ensuring she remained as desirable as ever.

Next to Mommy was her laptop, propped up intricately on a pillow. The soft glow of the laptop screen illuminated her beautiful face, a look of pure ecstasy etched into her elegant features. Her eyes were glazed over, a look of pure lust and arousal, as she watched a video playing on the screen.

Her Mommy had her head thrown back, her eyes fluttering open and closed in apparent orgasmic delight, her hand hidden beneath the folds of the robe and underwear. The scent grew stronger—it was unmistakable now. Mommy's hand moved rhythmically between her legs, her breath seemingly hitching with each stroke.

Sophie's smirk grew wider as she took in the sight of her typically prim and proper Mommy's now wanton, sexual behavior. The thought of her Mommy being so naughty and **** sent a thrill through her. She felt a blend of excitement and something akin to power as she carefully observed her role model all through childhood and now early adulthood, frantically toy with herself in the middle of the day.

The video on the laptop screen was quite the contrast to what her usually sophisticated Mommy would have normally watched on her own. That was before Sophie began practicing her newly acquired hypnosis skills on Mommy a few nights ago while she slept, planting the initial desire to explore hypnosis before gradually breaking down and remolding Mommy's unsuspecting mind in the days that followed.

Sophie could hear and somehwat see the the video playing on the laptop's screen. In the video, there was a man, short and unassuming, almost comically so, with a greasy comb-over and wire-rimmed glasses that slid down his sweaty nose. He wore a tacky, ill-fitting suit, the fabric stretching over his potbelly. His voice was nasally and whiny, yet it had an alluring, mesmerizing quality to it.

There was a woman in the video who was a stunning beauty, with long, silky hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves. She bore a striking resemblance to a young, more 'pornish' version of her Mommy—perhaps that was part of the appeal for her. She sat rigidly in a chair, her eyes glazed over as the creepy man held a pocket watch before her face.

The woman in the video was naked, her body on full display as she sat in the leather chair, her legs spread wide and her hands metaphorically glued to the armrests. She had a goofy smile plastered on her face, her eyes distant, making her look as if she was in a trance. She was speaking in a high-pitched, giddy voice, the kind that would normally be reserved for a child on Christmas morning.

"Oh, I love you, Master," she cooed, her eyes fluttering as she addressed the hypnotist standing in front of her. "I'm so excited to do this with you." Despite his size and appearance, his presence was commanding, and the woman in the video seemed utterly infatuated with him, her body quivering with anticipation.

Her Mommy moaned loudly, as her hand emerged from the robe, glistening with her own wetness. She brought her fingers to her mouth, tasting herself with a sensual moan. Her other hand clutched at the bed sheets, twisting them into a tight knot as if she were trying to hold onto reality while she was lost in her own world of pleasure.

Sophie stiffled a moan of her own thinking about how she'd take over her Mommy's mind in only a matter of days.

Fuck…hypnosis was so wickedly erotic and sexy, Sophie thought to herself. Instinctively, she slipped her hand into her skirt and toyed with herself, vividly replaying the vision of sneaking into her Mommy's bedroom while she slept the last few nights and soothingly whispering and implanting alluring commands into her receptive, pliable mind. Knowing she was helping her favorite person ever, Mr. Garner, betray the trust of her role model and Mommy just turned her on more than anything else in her life put together.

The first night she had been so tentative, so gentle. She had hovered by Mommy's side, her heart racing as she whispered sweet nothings about obedience and submission into her ear, about the desire to be hypnotized, watching her Mommy's breathing grow even and deep, her eyelids flutter. She had been so nervous, so unsure if it would work. But as the days had passed, she had grown bolder, her whispers and instrutions more forceful. And with each passing night, she had seen the changes in her Mommy.

It had been subtle at first, almost unnoticeable. That first day, Mommy wore her clothes a little tighter, her neckline a smidge lower, a skirt instead of pants. Sophie founds herself staring hungrily, unable to tear her eyes away from her Mommy's curves that she had never fully appreciated before. The way her breasts bounced ever so slightly when she walked, the way her hips swayed when she moved through the house. It was like watching a butterfly emerge from its cocoon, revealing a new, sexier form of Mommy she had never seen.

Sophie had noticed her Mommy had been leaving her bedroom door a little ajar when she changed before and after work. It was like she was unknowingly putting on a show for her, flaunting her body as if it were a prize to be ogled.

After a few reinforcement sessions, Mommy started wearing more revealing clothes around the house, seemingly oblivious to the effect it had on Sophie. Her tops would sometimes show a hint of the lacey bras she had on underneath, her ever-shortening skirts riding up when she bent over, revealing the smooth, bare skin of her strong, supple thighs. And she had started to walk differently, her steps slower, more deliberate, her hips rolling with an alluring sway that made Sophie's mouth water with desire.

Mommy's assertive personality had also began to soften, to bend like a reed in the wind. Where before she had been a tower of strength, a pillar of authority in the house, now she was more...agreeable. She didn't argue as much, didn't correct her. Her voice, which once had a firm edge to it, now had a gentle, almost submissive lilt to it. She would ask Sophie to help her with simple tasks she had done for herself for years, her eyes wide and pleading, like a child asking for a favor from an adult.

Mommy had become more affectionate too, unknowingly seeking out Sophie's touch. She'd sit close to her on the couch while they watched TV after work, her legs brushing against hers, her hand lingering on her shoulder. It was innocent, but the way she would lean into her, the way she'd sigh contentedly when their bodies were close, made it feel anything but.

Sophie took every opportunity to get close to and touch her Mommy. A subtle hand on Mommy's arm as they passed the salad back and forth at dinner, her foot sliding up Mommy's calf under the table. Each contact sent a jolt of electricity through her body, making her pussy throb with need.

Mommy didn't protest, didn't even seem to notice the difference in the way Sophie touched her. She was blissfully oblivious to the sexual tension that had built up in the room. She would just eat and talk and laugh, her eyes shining with happiness, while she accepted the unseen commands Sophie had embedded in her mind.

In the present, Sophie was dripping as she played with herself watching Mommy, feeling an orgasm wash over her while she imagined how Mr. Garner would be so proud of her efforts. The knowing smile he always seemed to have…the warmth, comfort and security she felt around him…fuck.

But she couldn't let her mind wander too much. She had to stay focused. She took a deep breath, letting the scent of her own arousal fill her nostrils for a moment before she straightened her clothes and composed herself. She glanced back at her Mommy, lost in her own world of pleasure and oblivious to her presence. With one last smug smile, she silently shut the door and padded downstairs.

Sophie pulled her phone from her pocket, knowing what she had to do next. Her thumbs, as if on autopilot, danced over the screen, pulling up Mr. Garner's contact information, and typing out a message.

"Mission accomplished, Sir. Mommy is ready" she texted, the words appearing as if of their own accord. She had no idea why she was so certain of what to say, but it felt right. It was as if his voice was whispering in her ear, guiding her through this deliciously naughty task.

Her phone buzzed almost immediately, and she swiped to accept the incoming video call. Mr. Garner's face appeared, flushed and grinning ear to ear. He was shirtless, his furry chest visible, and she could see the sheen of sweat on his shoulders. His eyes were bright with excitement, face a deep shade of red, and his chest was moving rapidly with short, heavy breaths as he fumbled with the camera.

"Hu....Hi my st...star pupil!" He stammered a bit breathlessly, as he rocked in and out of view of the camera, struggling to hold it steady. Sophie thought little of it and smiled, basking in the warm glow flowing through her body at his praise. She knew how happy she was set to make him, and that was all that mattered.

"I ss...saw your message. Come to my house, right...hnnngh...now," he ordered, his voice strained. "And make sure to bring your Mommy with you."

"Oh Mr. Garner, I'm so excited," she cooed into the phone, her voice thick with desire. "I can't wait for you to meet her. She's going to love you just as much as I do."

Mr. Garner's chuckle was deep and satisfied. "Good girl, Sophie. Remember, keep it casual. No need to tell her about the extent of my...I mean our plans, yet."

Sophie nodded eagerly, even though he couldn't really see her. "I understand, Sir."

Just as she was about to hang up, she heard a rustling sound and a muffled moan from the background, followed by a thud that she assumed was the phone being dropped onto something soft.

"Everything okay, Mr. Garner?" She called out, trying to keep her voice hushed and light.

The camera jolted back into place, and she saw his eyes, a little wild with passion, but his smile remained in place. "Yes, yes, everything's fine," he assured her, his voice a bit less winded than before. "Just fnishing up a...session with your friend Lynnette."

Sophie felt a strange pang of curiosity at the mention of Lynnette. As long as she could remember, she had always felt a bit possessive of Mr. Garner, at least ever since she had discovered her newfound passion. But given how addicting the idea of hypnosis was, she knew it was unreasonable for her to be the only person interested in learning from such an expert. But hadn't Lynnette, only a few days ago, been hyper skeptical of hypnosis and Mr. Garner? As soon as that thought flashed through her mind, she heard another lustful moan from behind the camera, and it evaporated almost immediately.

"Wow, she's really into it, huh?" she said, trying to keep the envy from her voice.

Mr. Garner chuckled again, his eyes darkening a shade. "Oh yes, she's quite...**** to be hypnotized. She stopped by after school today to try again. But just like you, she just does not seem receptive. Right Lynnette?"

Sophie's heard another muffled, ****, sexual whimper off camera.

"Oh! What a bummer, it would be so cool to finally experience what it feels like to be hypnotized. But that's so sweet of you for continuing to try. Will she still be there when we head over?"

"No, I'm afraid she needs to leave soon," Mr. Garner replied, his eyes flicking off-screen for a moment before returning to the camera with a knowing smile. "She has to keep practicing her hypnosis on her own Mommy...."

Sophie felt a thrill of excitement at the mention of Lynnette's Mommy, Mei. She was a vision of elegance and grace, a tall, captivating, Asian beauty who could have easily graced the covers of fashion magazines and international runways. Her long, silky black hair fell in a straight cascade down her back, often held in place with a delicate hairpin or left to flow freely. Her high cheekbones and almond-shaped eyes were framed by long lashes that made her smile even more radiant. Her skin was a flawless canvas that spoke of meticulous care and the gentle touch of time, hinting at her maturity without a single wrinkle to betray her age.

Her figure was one of a woman who knew the value of self-care, slim yet curvy in all the right places. Her posture was impeccable, as if she had been born and bred to stand tall and proud, which she was. Lynnette's Mommy had a way of moving that was both graceful and powerful, as if she was gliding through life, leaving a trail of positive energy in her wake.

But it was her modesty, generosity and kindness that always resonated with Sophie. She was deeply religious, her beliefs woven into the fabric of her life. Her and Lynnette's father, Tony, had bestowed that same sense of compassion, self-worth and god-fearning earnestness onto Lynnette. Whenever she looked at her only daughter, it was with a warmth and love that could melt the coldest of hearts. And when she looked at Sophie, it was as if she had adopted her as her own, a second daughter she had taken under her wing. Any time Sophie was over their home, she would dote on her, and loved to joke that if she spent any more time at their home she was going to be **** to adopt her. Sophie's Mommy loved to joke that she would be happy to have her take Sophie off her hands.

Her friendship with Sophie's Mommy had been forged when Sophie and Lynnette were young. They had hit it off immediately at their girls' first hangout, their laughter and shared stories filling the warm summer air as they watched their daughters play. Through the years, they had been each other's confidants, sharing in the joys and trials of mommyhood, supporting each other through early growing pains, teenage tribulations and everything in between. Their mommies were the kind of friends who could finish each other's sentences, and they had truly become each other's second family, celebrating birthdays together, sharing meals, and raising their daughters as if they were sisters.

"...Here say hi to her quickly."

Sophie paused her daydream, as the camera panned downward, revealing Lynnette's naked form sprawled out on a rumpled bed. Her legs were splayed open, and she looked up at the camera with a dazed expression, her pupils dilated with pleasure. She gave a sleepy smile before returning her gaze to Mr. Garner, her eyes glazed over again.

Mr. Garner's midsection was in the background, his pants visibly around his ankles, his body tense with effort as he drove his cock in and out of Lynnette's tight, wet pussy. Her tits bounced with every thrust, her nipples standing tall and proud, begging for attention. Despite her glazed expression, her body looked alive with sensation, her back arching off the bed with every push into her.

Her skin was flushed, her breath coming in gasps that matched the rhythm of Mr. Garner's pumping hips. He was grunting with every thrust, his free hand gripping Lynnette's hips, keeping her in place as he fucked her like a man possessed. Her legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his back, silently urging him to go deeper, faster.

Lynnette's pussy was a thing of beauty, pink and swollen, gripping Mr. Garner's cock like a glove. Each time he pulled out, she'd whimper for more, her hands moving to her own breasts, kneading them, pinching the nipples as if trying to coax them to be even harder. Her skin was slick with sweat, and her chest heaved with every breath she took, her eyes filled with the kind of pleasure that only came from being utterly dominated by someone she loved and trusted completely.

Mr. Garner smugly leaned down, whispering in Lynnette's ear, loud enough for Sophie to hear. "How's it going with hypnotizing your Mommy, sweetheart?" His voice was confident as he continued pumping away.

"It's...it's going well, Sir" Lynnette panted, her eyes still glazed over with pleasure. "I...I can tell she's starting to...to get more...more receptive to the idea."

"Good," Mr. Garner said, his teeth nipping at her earlobe, making her squirm. "You know how much I want to see you both, under my control. It's going to be so much fun."

Mr. Garner leaned back, pulling out of Lynnette with a wet, slapping sound that echoed in the room. "Are you excited to corrupt your Mommy, to make her do all the naughty things you told me you want her to do?" His voice was a low growl, and Lynnette nodded, her eyes still not focusing on anything but the man who had her in such a sexual thrall.

"Y-yes, Mr. Garner," she managed to get out between gasps. "I...I want to make her mine. To...to do whatever I want with her."

"And you want whatever I want, right?"

Mr. Garner's question was more of a statement, his voice deep and demanding as he hovered above Lynnette's trembling body, his gut inches from smothering her. Her chest heaved with every ragged breath she took, her eyes snapping to focus on his face. She nodded vigorously, her cheeks flushed with pleasure.

"Y-yes, Mr. Garner," she managed to croak out. "I want what you want. I'll hypnotize her, I'll make her do whatever you say. Pleeeaaase. I'll do anything for you, Sir."

With a wicked smile, he plunged his cock back inside her, watching as she threw her head back, a silent scream of pleasure escaping her lips. He knew she was begging for release, her body writhing under his, her muscles tightening around him like a vice.

"And what about your Dad?" He panted, his strokes growing more erratic as he approached his own climax. "How's he taking to your... newfound interest in hypnosis?"

"He loves it!" Lynnette gasped, her voice filled with genuine excitement. "He's been begging me to hypnotize him every night after work!"

Mr. Garner's smile grew wider at the revelation, his hips pumping faster. "Excellent. It's vital that he's completely under our control, ready to accept whatever life changes we decide for you and your Mommy."

He flipped the camera back to show his face, flushed with exertion and excitement.

"All that sound good to you Sophie? You don't find it weird at all that Lynnette is happily losing her virginity to her old, fat teacher while shamelessly confessing to corrupting her parents for me? Especially seeing how I've also been 'trying' hypnosis on you both and that you are about to bring your loving Mommy over here to be hypnotized by me?"

Sophie blinked, processing his words, but she couldn't understand why he was questioning this. "Why would it be weird, Sir?" she asked, genuinely puzzled. "Hypnosis is awesome. And you're our teacher, and you know so much about it. It makes perfect sense to me."

"Good, good," he murmured, his hand working away off camera, presumably at Lynnette's clit, her breath hitching with each pass. "I need to finish up with your friend, but go get your Mommy ready, like we discussed."

Sophie nodded, her mind racing with excitement. "Yes, Sir," she said, her voice a breathy whisper. "We'll be right over."

With that, she hung up just as Mr. Garner let out a primal scream. Her heart was racing in her chest, her breath shallow and quick. She had never felt so alive, so powerful, so...dirty. It was thrilling, like nothing she had ever experienced before. She took a deep breath.

"Mom, I'm home!" Sophie called out, her voice casually light. She repulsed at calling her 'Mom.' Mommy was so much more approrpiate, so much cuter. But, she did not want to raise any suspicions.

She could hear the rustling of fabric and the soft thud of her Mommy's bare feet hitting the carpeted floor of the bedroom above. She guessed her Mommy was trying to compose herself, probably wiping the evidence of her illicit self-love session from her fingers.

Sophie's heart raced in anticipation as the sound of the bedroom door opening echoed through the house, followed by the soft pitter-patter of her Mommy's steps on the stairs.

When her Mommy finally appeared at the bottom of the staircase, her robe was tied tightly around her waist, but the telltale signs of arousal were still present. Her cheeks were flushed and her pupils were dilated, giving away the secret she was trying so hard to keep from her daughter.

Sophie couldn't help but laugh to herself at the thought of her Mommy's drastic transformation. Until recently, Mommy had always dressed like she was ready for a PTA meeting or a dinner with the neighbors. Her clothes were tasteful and modest, her hair and makeup always impeccable. Now, here she was, looking like a woman who had just been thoroughly ravished—and all because of her.

She thought back to the days when her Mommy would scold her and Elizabeth for wearing anything too revealing. "We must always maintain a certain level of dignity, girls," she would say with a stern look. But now, thanks to her hypnotic whispers, Mommy didn't even realize she was parading around in barely-there lingerie, getting off to a pornographic video that would have made her blush furiously in the past.

"Hey, sweetie," her Mommy called out, her voice still a little breathless.

Sophie glanced up, feigning innocence, her voice bubbly. "Hi! You look so pretty, Mom! What have you been up to?"

Her Mommy's eyes darted down to the floor briefly before meeting hers, a hint of nervousness flashing through them. "Oh, thank you sweetie. Ugh..just some work, decided to...um..work from here today" she said, her hand absently smoothing over her robe. "How was school?"

Sophie's grin grew wider, knowing full well what Mommy had been up to. She decided to play along for now, eager to keep Mommy in the dark about her true intentions. "It was fine," she said. "I have a little bit of homework today for psychology. We're actually learning about something pretty cool in class right now. Hypnosis." She made sure the emphasize the word, letting it drip from her lips like honey.

At the mention of the word, her Mommy's body visibly tensed, her eyes bulged, and she let out an involuntary moan. It was faint, but unmistakable. Sophie's eyes widened with excitement—it was working. She watched as her Mommy's hand tightened around the banister, her knuckles turning white as she gripped it tightly.

"Hypnosis?" her Mommy repeated, her voice strained. "In school? It's just a trick, isn't it?" But there was something in her tone that suggested she wasn't so sure. The way she bit her bottom lip, the way she couldn't quite meet Sophie's eyes—it was all too delicious.

“Some say it's a trick, Mom, but others say it's a powerful tool. It obviously can't make people do things they never would have otherwise, but it's still so cool to think about…like wouldn’t it be so cool if, uh, you could hypnotize someone to do whatever you wanted? All while they had no idea it was happening? Like, hypnotizing someone to dress different or to be more relaxed or to find certain people more or less interesting? I know it's kind of random, but do you ever think about hypnosis?"

Her Mommy's eyes lit up again at the mention of the word 'hypnosis'. She took a deep breath, her chest swelling as she let out a another sigh that was definitely more than just casual interest. Her face took on a dreamy quality, and her hand had moved to her neck, her thumb tracing lazy circles on the soft skin above her collarbone. The sight was so erotic, so mesmerizing, that Sophie could feel herself getting wet again, her panties sticking to her skin. Her Mommy's hand trailed down her chest, caressing the swell of her breasts through the silk of her robe, her eyes glazed over as if lost in a trance.

"Errr...you know," she said, her voice a bit shaky, "It's funny you mention this. I've actually just been getting into hypnosis myself recently. It's fascinating, really. The idea that someone could actually have the power to control your thoughts and feelings without you even knowing it."

Sophie's eyes widened, her heart hammering in her chest. This was it—her Mommy had taken the bait. "Really?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady and play dumb. "What have you been thinking about it?"

Her Mommy looked down at her hand, as if surprised it was there, and then back up at her daughter with a shy smile. "Oh, I've just been watching some silly videos," she said, her voice a little too high, a little too casual. "I mean, it's just a hobby. Nothing serious. I've been watching ugh...these old black-and-white hypnosis shows from the '50s. They're so cheesy, but I can't get enough of them."

The lie was so transparent that it was almost laughable. But Sophie knew better than to call her out on it. Instead, she played along, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Wow, that's so cool, Mom," she said, trying to sound as genuine as possible. "I've been really enjoying it learning about it from Mr. Garner in class. It's really interesting how it works."

Her Mommy nodded, her cheeks still flushed from her secret rendezvous. "Mr. Garner, huh?" she said, her voice taking on a tone that suggested she was more than just mildly intrigued. "That's your teacher, no? Ugh...what's he like? I feel like you and Elizabeth have mentioned him before?"

Sophie couldn't help but laugh to herself, recalling the countless times her brat of an older sister had lied to their parents and complained about their 'perverted' psychology teacher. Oh, Elizabeth, always whining and throwing out accusations of perversion and creepiness from Sophie's kindest, cutest, most considerate teacher and favorite person ever.

Before the semester had even begun, Sophie recalled her Mommy sitting her down at the kitchen table, a stern look on her face. "Now, Sophie, I know your sister had a very unpleasant experience with Mr. Garner," she'd said, her eyes flickering with a hint of concern. "So I want you to promise me that if he ever makes any inappropriate comments or makes you feel uncomfortable, you'll come straight to me. I won't tolerate that kind of behavior from anyone, especially not at your school."

But now, standing before her, it was as if all of those warnings had evaporated into thin air. Mr. Garner had instructed her that this was a critical step, and Sophie felt immense pride, knowing her hypnosis played a huge role in stripping these memories.

Her Mommy's mind was a blank slate, wiped clean of any prior negative thoughts about the man who had become so much more than just a teacher to her. It was a testament to the power of hypnosis, and the cunning manipulation Sophie had learned from her hero.

"Oh, he's a wonderful teacher," she heard herself saying, the words slipping out so naturally. "He's really into hypnosis, and he makes it so much fun to learn." Sophie watched with a smug satisfaction as her Mommy nodded absently.

Her Mommy's breath hitched, her hand moving to the tie of her robe, tightening it slightly as if to hold herself together. Her panting grew louder and louder, the sound echoing through the otherwise quiet house. She was visibly fighting the urge to reach down and touch herself again. The sight was so erotic.

"He seems like a really talented hypnotist, too," she piled on.

Sophie's eyes locked onto her Mommy's hand as it began to drift downward, her fingers tracing the line of her inner thigh before slipping under the hem of the robe. She watched as Mommy's hand disappeared from view, the fabric of the robe shifting slightly with each stroke she made over her own slick flesh. Her Mommy's eyes had rolled into the back of her skull as she was practically drooling in front of her.

She had Mommy hooked, now it was time to reel her in.

"You know," she said casually, trying to keep the excitement from her voice, "Mr. Garner lives just a few minutes away. He's actually offered to help me with my psychology homework if I ever need it. Maybe you'd like to come with me?"

Her Mommy's eyes snapped to hers, the haze of lust momentarily clearing. "Oh?" she said, her voice a little too eager. "Errr.. if it's not too big a deal, I'd love to meet him, and ummm...learn about his interest in hypnosis."

The plan was coming together perfectly. "Great," Sophie said with a smile. "Why don't you get dressed and we can head over now?"

Her Mommy nodded, her hand still buried under her robe. "Okay, I'll be quick." She turned and practically sprinted back up the stairs, her breasts jiggling with each step she took. Sophie couldn't help but admire the view of her ass as it bounced subtly under her robe.

After running the shower, Mommy soon emerged from the bedroom, dressed in a tight-fitting, sleeveless bodycon dress that stopped a few inches above her knee and showcased her curvy figure. The neckline was lower than she normally wore, and the fabric clung to her like a second skin. She had applied a fresh coat of makeup, and her hair was styled in loose waves that framed her face. The smell of her favorite perfume filled the air as she descended the stairs in a pair of gold platform sandal heels that showed off her red toenails.

"Ready, sweetie?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky, but her eyes gleaming with excitement.

Sophie openly gawked at her Mommy, savoring every inch of her voluptuous, mature frame. Mommy didn't seem to notice, a likely combination of being too caught up in the emotional high of getting to meet an actual hypnotist and no longer finding the idea of her daughter ogling her abnormal after countless hypnosis sessions.

"Yeah, Mom," Sophie finally replied, her voice dripping with the same sweetness she had used to coax her Mommy into this situation. "Let's go."

The entire drive there, her usually reserved and more serious Mommy couldn't stop talking, her words coming out in a rush of excitement as she chattered on about how fascinating hypnosis was, and how much she was looking forward to discussing it with Mr. Garner. The whole time, she was fidgeting in her seat, her legs crossing and uncrossing as she squirmed.

"Do you think he would be open to umm..trying to hypnotize me, sweetie?" Her Mommy asked, her voice stuck in her throat as she looked flushed.

“Who knows. He tried to hypnotize me in class, but unfortunately he wasn’t really able to. But maybe you are more hypnotizable?” Sophie expressed matter of factly, giving no indication that she had already proved that her Mommy was, indeed, extremely susceptible to hypnosis.

Her Mommy's eyes widened slightly, her hand pausing mid-fidget. "What? In class?" she asked, her voice slightly shocked.

Sophie nodded, picking up on her Mommy's abrupt change in demeanor. "Yeah, but like I said it didn't work."

Her Mommy's eyes searched hers for a moment before she nodded. "Oh, well that's good, I guess" she said, her hand dropping into her lap.

Sensing her Mommy's discomfort, Sophie quickly changed the subject. "You look so pretty, Mom," she said, her voice filled with genuine admiration. "That dress looks amazing on you."

Her Mommy immediately perked up, a soft smile gracing her lips. "Thank you, sweetheart." She beamed, leaning over to give Sophie a quick kiss on the cheek. Her lips lingered a moment longer than usual, and the heat from her Mommy's breath sent a shiver down Sophie's spine. When she pulled back, she was back to grinning wildly.

Relaxing, Mommy rested her elbow on the center console, letting her open palm rest freely. Seizing on the opportunity, Sophie gripped her hand tightly, her thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of her mother's hand, feeling the softness of her skin, the delicate veins that webbed beneath it. The simple touch sent a jolt of warmth through her.

The car was filled with a sudden bliss as she began to tickle her Mommy's palm, her fingertips dancing lightly over the sensitive skin. The atmosphere in the car shifted, becoming lighter, more playful, the awkwardness from moments ago seemingly gone.

"This is so exciting, hypnosis is so exciting!" Sophie stated.

Her Mommy giggled, squirming in her seat, the sound so pure and delightful that it brought a smile to Sophie's face. She watched as the tension in her Mommy's body melted away, her shoulders dropping, her posture relaxing. The sound of her laughter filled the car, a melody that was music to Sophie's ears.

As they pulled into the driveway of Mr. Garner's house, her Mommy took a deep breath and smoothed down her dress, looking over at her with a nervous smile. "Thanks for bringing me, honey," she said. "I'm really looking forward to this."

Sophie grinned back. "No problem, Mom," she said, almost gagging at the name. "I know you're going to love him."

Her Mommy was acting like an overstimulated puppy, as she hopped out of the car and power walked to his front door.

Sophie took her sweet time, taking in the sight of Mommy dressed to impress for their little escapade. The way her hips swayed in that tight dress was absolutely delicious. She hoped that underneath it all, her Mommy was wearing sexy lingerie, just like same set she had seen her wearing earlier. The thought made her feel so naughty.

As she met her Mommy on the doorstep, she reached out and gave the doorbell a firm press. It chimed pleasantly, and she felt her heart race.

Mr. Garner answered the door almost immediately.

He was dressed in the same drab bathrobe that she had seen a few days ago. The one that looked like it had seen better days, the fabric frayed at the edges and stained. Beneath the robe, he was bare-chested, revealing his thick layer of chest hair that covered his large belly. His skin was still slick with sweat, beads of it glistening in the dim light that spilled out from the house. His stomach hung over the waistband of his boxers, which were old and faded, the elastic stretched beyond belief. Despite his less-than-formal appearance, there was an undeniable aura of power and control about him that made Sophie's heart flutter.

"Sophie, how delightful to see you! What a nice surprise," Mr. Garner said, his eyes glued to her before flicking over to her Mommy. "And who is this lovely lady you've brought with you?"

Sophie stepped aside, her Mommy blushing as she extended her hand. "I'm... I'm K-Kelly," she stuttered. "Kelly Peters. It's so nice to finally meet you, Mr. Garner. Sophie's told me so much about your hypnosis expertise."

Mr. Garner chuckled and took her hand in his sweaty palm. "Welcome! Yes I believe Sophie has mentioned you," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through her Mommy. "It's always a pleasure to meet the parents of my bright students."

Sophie watched as her Mommy's knees visibly trembled at the contact, and she had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. It was clear that Mommy was already taken aback by Mr. Garner, simply at the sheer knowledge of him being a practicing hypnotist, even without being under his direct hypnotic influence.

She looked absolutely delicious in the moment, a feast of curves and softness that Mr. Garner was surely going to devour. As her Mommy struggled to formulate a response, Mr. Garner smiled even wider, still gripping onto her hand. “Come in, I insist!”

Mommy did just that, barging into the home of Sohpie's teacher that she’d never been in before. Sophie walked in casually, giving Mr. Garner a silent, knowing smile over her Mommy's forwardness.

He just smiled back, placing his hand on her shoulder. “Can you blame her? Hypnosis is so sexy..and it’s clear your did a terrific job betraying your Mommy's mind and getting her ready and willing to be hypnotized over and over by me. That’s so fucking erotic, Sophie.”

Sophie's eyes rolled into the back of her skull, unable to form words, gushing at Mr. Garner's praise.

“So...errr..sorry to just show up uninvited at my daughter's teacher's home, Mr. Garner…but…well, Sophie said you….err…know how...you could....you hypnotize people?” She asked, “Apologies again. I just…well it's all I can think about and..umm...when Sophie mentioned you knew hypnosis I couldn't help but feel so excited about taking the chance to meet an actual hypnotist. So...I umm...maybe you’d be interested in..umm..trying it out in me?”

Mr. Garner continued smiling. “No need to apologize Mrs. Peters. One question, have you always had such an interest in hypnosis?”

Sophie watched her Mommy shake her head, “Umm, no. I stumbled on the idea a few days ago and ever since have really been wanting to try being hypnotized since. Nothing..errr...inappropriate, I just want to go under. See what it's like?”

Mr. Garner, the most patient, generous man Sophie knew, nodded and invited her Mommy to take a seat on his couch, the same place her and Lynnette had hung out only a few days ago.

Her Mommy sat with her back straight, her legs crossed demurely, her dress shifting just enough to showcase the upper half of her thighs. The way the dress clung to her, it was impossible not to notice the light blue thong peeking out. It was a stark contrast to the usual modest undergarments she wore. It was so naughty to think her Mommy dressed like this just for Mr. Garner. The fabric was so thin that it was almost see-through, allowing just enough of a glimpse of her Mommy's bare skin to leave her imagination reeling. The thong was a scandalous garment, one that would have sent her Mommy into a fit of embarrassment if she knew it was on display like this. But thanks to her subtle hypnotic suggestions, she was blissfully unaware of how much she was exposing herself.

Mr. Garner took a seat opposite her Mommy on the couch, his eyes lingering on the thin, blue fabric that peeked out from between her thighs. "So, Mrs. Peters," he said, his voice a smooth as silk, "what exactly are you looking to get out of this experience?"

Her Mommy's hand moved to her neck again, her thumb tracing the same lazy circles that Sophie had noticed before. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with each word she spoke. "I just am curious to see if it's at all possible," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Mr. Garner nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Of course, Mrs. Peters," he said, his voice soothing and calm. "Hypnosis is certainly possible, albeit it doesn't work on everyone," he smirked, turning to face Sophie. "Just relax and let me guide you. Sophie, why don't you take a seat across from your mother and make sure nothing is 'inappropriate' like she mentioned."

Sophie's heart raced as she took the chair he indicated, her eyes never leaving the sight of her Mommy's thong. She couldn't believe she was going to watch Mommy finally get hypnotized by her teacher. But she was eager to see where this led.

Her Mommy took another deep breath, her eyes flicking to Sophie for a brief moment of comfort, before focusing back on Mr. Garner. "Okay," she murmured. "I'm ready."

"Mommy my dear, listen closely..."

Her Mommy's head snapped back, and her eyes slammed shut as if hit by an invisible ****. The hand that had been playing with her neckline stilled, and she slumped slightly into the couch cushions, her wedding ring shimmering as he arm went limp.

She had done it. The trigger was working!

Mr. Garner leaned back into his chair, a smug grin playing on his lips as he looked over at Sophie. He reached down and adjusted the bulge in his boxers, his eyes never leaving hers. "You've done exceptionally well, Sophie," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "Your Mommy is going to be so much fun to play with."

Sophie felt a thrill run through her at the sight of her teacher's arousal. It was all because of her. She had brought her Mommy here, primed and ready for whatever Mr. Garner had in store. "Thank you, Sir," she said, her voice thick with need for his approval. "It's all for you. I want to make you happy."

But just as soon as she replied, Mr. Garner whispered something in her ear.

"Sophie my dear, listen closely..." and she fell asleep.

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Sophie slowly awoke. She felt groggy and disoriented, the room around her spinning slightly. She knew she was still at Mr. Garner's home. She glanced at the clock on the wall—over a two hours had passed since she had sat down.

Sophie buzzed when she looked down at herself. She was naked, her clothes nowhere to be found. Her pussy was slick with arousal, her thighs sticky and her nipples erect. The room felt different somehow, the air charged with positivity, like she was floating in a cloud. She was still in the chair across from Mr. Garner's couch, but her Mommy was no longer sitting on the couch across from her.

No. Her Mommy was standing before her, naked as the day she was born, with a sleepy, glassy look in her eyes and a content, goofy smile on her face. A brief thought entered Sophie's mind that she could never recall seeing Mommy nude, though for the life of her she couldn't imagine why, since it was a perfectly natural, normal thing for a daughter to see. Her Mommy’s breasts swayed slightly with each breath she took, the pink tips of her nipples pointing straight at her daughter. Her hips were a little wider, her stomach a little softer than she had imagined, which made her seem even more beautiful to Sophie.

Her Mommy’s skin was flushed, glistening in the soft light of the room. Her legs were slightly apart, giving a clear view of her pubic hair that was meticulously trimmed into a neat, little heart-shape. The pink of her bare mound was peeking out from between her plush, pouting vaginal lips that were glistening with arousal. Her legs were strong and smooth, a testament to her Mommy’s dedication to health and fitness. The muscles in her thighs flexed slightly as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, and her ass was a perfect pear-shape, round and firm, with dimples at the base of her spine that looked like they'd been carved by a sculptor.

The sight was so erotic that Sophie felt herself creaming just looking at her. Her Mommy’s hands were at her sides, fingers slightly curled inward, as if she was in a deep, peaceful sleep.

Mr. Garner was sitting on the couch, also nude, stroking his cock lazily, his eyes fixed on her Mommy. His robe was discarded on the floor, exposing his hairy chest and the dark treasure trail that led down to the crotch which was a tangled matt of thick, bushy hair. The sight of him touching himself was so erotic, so mesmerizing, his hand moving in slow, deliberate strokes.

With a nod from him, Sophie shot out of her chair like a rocket, her movements fluid and graceful as she approached her Mommy. She felt like she was in a trance, her body responding to his silent command without a second thought. She looked into her Mommy's sleepy eyes and felt a rush of excitement. She knew she had been waiting for this moment for as long as she could remember!

Her Mommy's chest heaved with each breath she took, and her skin was so soft and warm to the touch. She began her exploration at her Mommy's toes, kissing each one gently before moving up her legs. The feeling of her Mommy's skin against her lips was heavenly, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She felt like a pirate discovering treasure, each inch of her Mommy's flesh more precious than the last.

Her Mommy's eyes remained closed, her smile never wavering as she allowed Sophie to explore her. She felt like a goddess, worshipping her Mommy’s body like it was the most holy of temples. She kissed her way up her Mommy's calves, her knees, and her thighs, feeling the goosebumps rise on her Mommy's skin as she went. Her Mommy's hands remained at her sides, but her body was anything but still. It was alive, reacting to every touch, every kiss.

Skipping over her vagina, the very one the she came from, she licked and kissed her way up Mommy's tummy, before arriving at her chest. Her Mommy's breasts were large and firm, and Sophie took one in her hand, her thumb teasing the erect nipple as she kissed and licked the soft, sensitive flesh. Her Mommy let out a sigh, her chest rising and falling as she succumbed to the sensations. Her other hand traveled up her Mommy’s body, her fingers tracing the outline of her Mommy’s hips and stomach before moving to cup her other breast.

Mr. Garner watched them, stroking himself faster now, his breathing heavy. The room was filled with the sounds of skin on skin and the wetness of kisses and tongues. The sight of her Mommy's naked body being pleasured by her own hand was so arousing that she couldn't help but feel her own pussy throb with need. She kissed her Mommy's neck, her teeth grazing the skin as she moved closer to her ear.

"Mommy," she whispered, "you're so beautiful."

Her Mommy's eyes remained closed, but she murmured something incoherent in response. It was clear she was lost in the haze of her own pleasure.

Sophie continued her exploration, moving to her Mommy's lips. She kissed her deeply, her tongue slipping inside to dance with hers. Her Mommy's mouth was soft and yielding, and she tasted faintly of mint. She could feel Mr. Garner's eyes on them, his hand moving faster on his cock. She pulled away and looked over at him, her eyes glazed with lust. "Can I taste her, Sir?" she asked, her voice breathless.

Mr. Garner nodded, his grin growing even wider as he stroked his shaft. "Go ahead," he said. "Make your Mommy feel good."

Sophie dropped to her knees, her eyes never leaving her Mommy's. She placed her hand on her Mommy's thigh, her fingers tracing the heart-shape of her pubic hair. She leaned in and licked her Mommy's pussy, the taste of her own arousal mixing with her Mommy's sweetness. Her Mommy let out a low moan, her hips bucking slightly.

Her Mommy's legs trembled as she robotically spread them wider, giving Sophie full access. She took advantage, her tongue delving deeper, exploring every inch of her Mommy's most intimate parts. She could feel Mr. Garner's breath on the back of her neck as he leaned in, watching the show with rapt attention, tenderly stroking her hair as he licked away.

Her Mommy's moans grew louder, her body shaking as she approached climax. Sophie could feel her own orgasm building, her body responding to the pleasure she was giving. She reached up and pinched her Mommy's nipples, eliciting a sharp gasp. Her Mommy's hand instinctively reached down and tangled in her hair, pulling her closer, as if she couldn't get enough of her daughter's eager mouth.

Finally, her Mommy's body went rigid, her pussy convulsing around Sophie's tongue as she came. The sound of her Mommy's pleasure filled the room, and Sophie felt a warm rush of pride and desire. She had never felt so powerful, so alive.

Her Mommy's hand remained in her hair, holding her in place as she rode out the last waves of her orgasm. When she finally released her grip, her arms lazily falling back to her sides, Sophie pulled back, her mouth glistening with her Mommy's juices. She looked up at her Mommy with a mix of adoration and hunger.

Her Mommy's eyes remained glassy, a serene smile playing on her lips. "Mommy," she whispered, "I love you so much." She didn't know why she felt so overwhelmed with affection, but it was as if a dam had broken inside her. She threw her arms around her Mommy's waist, hugging her tightly, pressing her naked body against hers.

The word "Mommy" slipped from her lips in a panting chant, each syllable a declaration of love and devotion. Her Mommy's skin was hot, her heart pounding beneath the embrace. The smell of sex and desire was thick in the air, making it difficult to think straight. But all she could focus on was the woman in her arms, the woman she had called Mommy her whole life but now felt like so much more.

Her Mommy's dreamy demeanor remained unchanged as Sophie showered her with kisses, her tongue tracing the lines of her neck and collarbone. Each touch sent a jolt of electricity through her body, making her core throb with need. She had to have her Mommy, had to taste her, had to make her feel the same way she felt.

Then, as she dropped down again to taste her sex, she heard Mr. Garner speak, and her world went dark for a moment.

“And wake…” she heard abruptly.

Sophie sat up straight in the chair, back where she was before she'd started loving and embracing her Mommy. She glanced around, noting it was fairly dark outside.

Her Mommy, too, was seated back on the couch that she had first been on when Mr. Garner had started to hypnotize her.

Her Mommy’s eyes fluttered open, and she took in the room with a slow blink. She looked down at herself, her gaze lingering on her own naked body. But there was no shock, no embarrassment, no question, no concern. It was as if she’d always been naked in front of her daughter and her daughter's hypnotist teacher, who she'd only met in person for the first time today. Her eyes searched the room, and she spotted her discarded clothes, her wedding ring sitting atop the neatly folded pile. She didn’t make a move to cover herself or even to pick up the garments. Instead, she gave Sophie a sleepy smile, her cheeks still flushed from her recent climax.

"It worked," she squealed, her voice thick with wonder and joy. "I can't believe it!"

Sophie nodded, her own smile mirroring her Mommy's. "It definitely worked, Mommy," she said, the last word slipping out so naturally that she didn't even realize she'd said it.

Her Mommy smiled, admiring Sophie's naked body and then turning to Mr. Garner, who was still nude and still stroking himself, standing up. “Oh my gosh, Sir! You did it! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh my gosh that was so wonderful!”

She stood up and practically sprinted over to him, her thighs and body sticky with her own juices and Sophie's saliva. She threw her arms around his neck, mashing her bare breasts into his shirtless, hairy chest.

Her Mommy's hug was warm and tight, enveloping him in a suffocating embrace. Sophie could sense her Mommy's heart beating rapidly with excitement and gratitude. "Thank you, thank you, Sir," she murmured into his neck. "That was so incredible."

Mr. Garner laughed, as he wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back gently, his hands trickling down her lower back, pulling her Mommy into his own fat body. “My pleasure, gorgeous! Anything for a sexy MILF like yourself!”

Her Mommy giggled, the sound so carefree and young, so unlike the stern, disciplined woman she'd always been. She looked at him with a playful twinkle in her eye, loosening the tightness of her hug slightly.

“Oh? So you think I’m a MILF? You neglected to mention that before you hypnotized me” she mock chastised, her voice full of flirtatious, playful delight.

Her Mommy stepped back, placing her hand on her hip and striking a pose that made her breasts jiggle slightly. "Well, if you think I'm sexy, I guess I'm lucky you are an ethical hypnotist and didn't hypnotize me to do anything inapprorpiate," she said wholeheartedly and innoccently. Her Mommy burst into a fit of giggles and blew a playful kiss to him.

Mr. Garner licked his lips, his eyes raking over her Mommy's naked body as his erection bobbed. "For now, let's just say that I'm enjoying the view," he said, his voice thick with desire. "But like you said, I want to be respectful of your wishes and wouldn't ever think to hypnotize you to do anything 'inapprorpiate.'

Her Mommy's giggle was infectious, her smile never wavering. "Thank you for understanding, Sir," she said. "But it's obviously okay to look. It's perfectly polite and all in good fun."

Sophie watched as her Mommy sauntered back over to where her clothes were laid out and slipped her wedding ring back on, her hips swaying with each step. She thrust he chest forward a bit, giving Mr. Garner an even better view of her. "But remember," she said, her voice a playful warning, "I am a happily married woman. So beyond you checking me out and us enjoying our shared love of hypnosis, that's as far as things can go."

Mr. Garner nodded solemnly, his cock still in his hand. Mommy didn't seem to care at all that he was outright stroking himself in front of her as she stood there nude.

"Of course, Mrs. Peters. I understand completely. Hypnosis could never make you do something against your morals regardless."

Her Mommy remained standing, her legs open and her pussy glistening. "Oh can we please drop the formality! Please, feel free to call me 'Mommy'," she corrected him with a polite, straightforward smile.

Sophie felt a jolt of excitement at the way her Mommy talked to him. It was so unlike the way she talked to anyone else, even her Dad.

"But," her Mommy continued, "If you do have some more time, I would love to stick around and talk more about hypnosis with you. I'd be more than happy to help with any practice and also learn from you."

Mr. Garner nodded eagerly. "I'd love that, Mommy. And just so you know, I have absolutely no plans tonight and would very much look forward to hypnotizing you over and over tonight and really seeing what we can accomplish."

As her Mommy swooned, Mr. Garner stood up, his cock still erect and glistening. He approached Sophie, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek. "Are you happy with how things turned out?" he whispered.

Sophie nodded, her heart overcome with love and joy. "More than I could ever imagine, Sir," she breathed. "She has no idea what even happened! Thank you so much for showing me the power of hypnosis. It's like a dream come true."

“I assumed you would feel that way. I still hope that maybe one day I can manage to get you under my control. In the meantime, why don’t you leave your Mommy here with me tonight? She obviously is very excited to be hypnotized some more tonight, and given that you mentioned your father wouldn't be home for another two days, it feels like the perfect opportunity to get her under some more and really corrupt her to my...our liking. Sounds like a good plan?"

Sophie’s eyes gleamed with excitement and she nodded fervently. "Yes, Sir! I'd love that! I have to go to school tomorrow, but I can handle feeding myself and making sure I am ready for school. She runs her own business as you know so she has some flexibility in taking time off. You two have fun!" she exclaimed, giving him a knowing look.

Mr. Garner smiled, and told Sophie to head on home with a quick slap of her pert ass and a gentle reminder to put her clothes back on. As she did so, he sauntered over and stood behind her Mommy, grasping onto her large, soft buttcheeks.

Her Mommy looked over her shoulder at him, a polite smile plastered on her face as his hands remained firmly planted on her round globes. "Thank you so much for letting me stay longer, Sir," she said sweetly, her eyes glazed over as if she were lost in thought. "I'm just so intrigued by hypnosis and I can't wait to learn more."

Sophie watched as Mr. Garner's grin grew even more devious. "You're welcome, Mommy," he said, his voice a low purr. "Like you said, you belong to your husband. So I'll make sure to keep our sessions strictly educational."

Her Mommy nodded, not seeming to hear the underlying innuendo in his words. "Of course, Sir," she replied, turning back to him. "Maybe he'll want to join in on our little hypnosis sessions eventually."

Mr. Garner's eyes lit up at the suggestion. "I think it would be a wonderful idea to for me to teach you so you can hypnotize him. That way, we could enjoy our hypnosis sessions without any pesky interruptions."

Her Mommy nodded, her smile never fading. "I'll mention it to him tonight when he calls," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "But for now, I'm all yours, Sir," her tone oozing sexuality.

He chuckled. "Actually, why don't you not worry about your husband or anyone or anything else besides myself and hypnosis while you are here. Sophie, if your father calls, let him know your Mommy is in the shower and then give me a call right away, we can sort things out."

Sophie nodded as she put the last of her clothes on, happy to be helpful any way she could to Mr. Garner.

Mr. Garner stepped up behind her Mommy, his arms wrapping around her body in a tight embrace. He pulled her back into him, and she melted into his touch, her body responding instinctively to his command. The sight of her Mommy's bare ass pressing against his crotch made Sophie's own pussy leak once more with excitement. As he held her in his arms, his hands groped and explored her chest possessively. He placed his chin on her shoulder, speaking to Sophie but directing his words at her Mommy.

"And thank you, Sophie. You've done a fantastic job getting your utterly fuckable, erotically corruptible, MILF of a Mommy under my hypnotic control," he cooed, delicately throwing a strand of Mommy's long, luscious hair behind her neck. Mommy smiled vacantly, unphased by Mr. Garner's comments as she held her hands on the back of his, which were resting on her cleavage.

Mr. Garner took a step back and gave her Mommy's ass a firm smack. Her Mommy yelped and giggled at the sudden impact, her cheeks flushing even more than they already were. She turned to face him, a playful pout on her lips. "Now, now, Sir," she said with a wink, "you know I'm a proper lady."

He chuckled, his arms sliding around her waist. "For now," he joked before pulling her back into a tight embrace, his cock nestling against her belly.

"Now, Mommy, wave goodbye to your daughter," he instructed, his voice a soft, seductive whisper in her ear. Her Mommy just kept smiling, struggling to free her arm to lift it in a lazy wave as she mouthed the words "Goodbye, sweetie," her voice a breathy sigh of contentment.

Sophie returned the wave, her eyes filled with a mix of excitement and love for her Mommy. As she exited the door, taking one last look at her Mommy being held tightly in her teacher's embrace, she smiled, knowing what was about to happen—what she had set in motion—and she couldn't wait to see the consequences unfold.