No, Karen Has a Plan.

As the nightmare scenario of James getting his hands on her sex genie played out in her mind, an idea floated up into the woman's mind. "You know." Karen said moving out of her husband's arms and down to the sand to pick up the vessel which contained Jason the dreamy young sex genie who was ever so enthusiastic to make her happy. "This would go perfect with some lingerie I have been saving. If you are in the mood...Ahahahahha!" Karen cried out as her husband heaved her up and tried to carry her inside. He got a few steps before he let her down and asked her "special lingerie?" Asking with more incredulity than interest. Karen had always been so reserved. James had assumed that his wife lacked any interest in kink or roleplay, special lingerie that went with an Arabian oil lamp seemed out of character for his wife. James reasoned that this was Lily-Ann's suggestion. The yoga instructor turned massage therapist part time spirit medium seemed the type to suggest something like that to his prudish wife.

Karen kissed her husband, smiled, and told him. "Go relax while I shower and change, sweetie." Karen turned to her daughter May. "Angel, you are eighteen now. Why don't you call an Uber, head into town, and give Mommy and Daddy some alone time." Karen said in a tone that implied that this was emphatically not a request.

"But Mom..."Whatever May was going to say was cut off with the sharp utterance of a single word a the deadliest of tones.

"Sweetie." The mother said to her daughter.

"Yes Mommy." May said having given up. The teenager wrapped herself up and went inside to quickly change and head into town.

"I can't wait." James said as he ran inside.

***

Karen B-lined for the bathroom and hopped in the shower. The redheaded woman failed at not touching herself as she imagined all of the things that she could do with that sweet, handsome, supple, submissive, magical, youth that was aching to be her ****. As Karen lathered her skin, she wondered what it would feel like to have his hands on her.
Karen looked over at the lamp. "Can you hear me, genie?" the woman asked.
"Yes, Mistress. I can hear you." Jason said.
"You can come out now." Karen said.
"I actually can't. Not unless you phrase it like a command." Jason said. "Something in the rules."
Karen shrugged. "In that case. Come genie. I command it." She said, a smile on her face as the words left her mouth.

Blue smoke poured out of the lamp and took the shape of her toyboy. Rather than have legs, the youth had an ephemeral tail which leashed him back to the lamp. Karen could not help but think that, but for his collar and arm-bands, the young man was naked. "How old are you?" Karen asked, biting her pinkie nail as she devoured the magical **** boy with her eyes.

"nineteen. Mistress." Jason said. "I was jogging in New York when the lamp chose me. The same way that it chose you." The genie's words made Karen blush.

"You said that you wanted me to give you commands, right?" Jason nodded. "In that case." Karen continued. "Lather, scrub, and rinse my body. Make me ready for my husband."

Jason gladly obeyed. First, the young man ran a bar of enchanted soap over Karen's body that washed off age and unwanted blemishes and fat deposits. Then Jason conjured a sponge and body lotion that added youth, vitality, and vigor. Last but not least, Jason the genie scrubbed away Karen Bancroft-Wong's bad health decisions with a magic wash cloth.

Karen stepped out of the shower and looked in the mirror at a woman she could barely recognize. A woman who looked forty pounds lighter and twenty years younger. A woman who did yoga daily and never skipped leg day."Oh My God!" Karen said as so marveled at her naked body. "I look...."

"Prepared for your husband." Jason said. "You are pleased, yes?"

"Yes, very pleased." Karen said. "But, what am I going to tell James?"

"Don't tell him anything. Just wish for him to be okay with you owning me." James said with a shrug.

"What?" Karen asked.

"Wish for your husband to enjoy the fact that you own me. Wish for people to think that owning a sex **** is perfectly normal." Jason smirked. "It would make things a lot easier. No need for sneaking around."

"I..." Karen hesitated, part of her thought that, maybe wishing for people to think the way you want them to might be crossing a boundary. Then she thought about the fact that Jason was probably the victim of some kind of mind control, but he seemed happy. If you make someone enjoy something, they are still enjoying themselves, right? "Alright. I wish that James enjoyed the fact that I own a sex genie. I wish that owning a sex **** was perfectly normal."

Jason snapped his fingers twice and grinned. "As you command, so shall it be. Now. What else?"

Karen chewed on her fingernail. "I did promise James some sexy lingerie, I wish to be wearing a sexy genie outfit that will match yours. Something to go with the lamp."

There was a flash of light, then Karen Bancroft-Wong looked at herself wearing a diamond and sapphire encrusted bra that matched the loose fitting skirt that barely covered her privates. "Come genie. Let's not keep James waiting."
"Yes, Mistress."