A normal Monday?

Adam could ignore the chimming of his alarm no longer. He sighed and stumbled out of bed, shutting off his alarm on the sixth attempt. '8:17' his alarm read on its green coloured digital display. It was later than he'd hoped and he'd have to rush to make it to the office in time.

Adam shuffled into the shower and began to hurriedly wash himself. Unsurprisingly there was no sign of Helen. He vaguely remembered that she was on the early shift today, and had to open up the leisure centre in her new role as the shift-manager. Thinking of Helen, Adam remembered what had happened following his visit to the pub last night.

Taking inspiration from his excuse for why Helen didn't come to the pub with him, Helen had tucked herself in bed in darkness. She pretended to have been woken up by Adam and complained about her migraine. She asked him how the pub was and he explained he had met Clive and Donna, but left out the bit about Donna's foot play and kiss at the door. Helen couldn't contain her amusement at Adam's awkwardness in retelling the evening's events and finally caved and laughed. Adam found it funny too and quickly asked about how she had got Clive to go home.

Helen eagerly explained it was a new spell she had learnt. With it, she could input ideas into people's heads and make them think it was their own. She explained it was relatively easy to do, but the person had to have no suspicions about what you were doing to them. Adam was intrigued by this but a little worried what Helen could do with this new power. Helen had laughed at this and promised she wouldn't do anything too crazy and definitely wouldn't use the power on him.

Turning off the shower, Adam grabbed a towel and began to dry himself. He quickly got himself dressed and grabbed a smoothie and banana for his breakfast before leaving to get the train to work. Fortunately the journey went smoothly and Adam managed to get to the office with a few minutes to spare.

As he settled in for another day of work, absent-mindedly checking and responding to his emails, Adam noticed his phone ping with a text from Helen.

'Why don't we have lunch together today? I should be able to get away for an hour at about 1. I'll meet you at the Bridge Café. xx'

Adam frowned in confusion at the message. The café was very local to where he worked but was a good thirty minutes drive from the leisure centre where Helen was. Suddenly it clicked. This was going to be another one of her possession games.

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Adam's morning had trundled on forever as he attended one meeting after another. Fortunately he wasn't expected to say or do much other than take note of the changes to procedure that impacted his work. He found himself daydreaming of who Helen might arrive as and what might happen. Adam's mind turned to sordid thoughts and he had to stop his cock from pressing too heavily on his suit trousers.

Adam left the office as soon as he was able to and almost flew to the café which was only a few minutes walk away. He felt he had arrived a little early and ordered a coffee, opting to wait for Helen to appear before ordering food. The café had minimal seating and was more focused on food to takeaway. Adam sat by the window so he could watch people as they came in. He doubted (or at least hoped) that Helen wouldn't possess the people already seated in the café. A group of pensioners sat at the other window-side table and a couple of scruffy looking workmen sat towards the back.

Adam was waiting for a few minutes when he thought about texting Helen to check where she was, but stopped himself. How would she message back as an ethereal spirit? Surely she couldn't carry her phone as she floated about...

"Can I get you anything else?" came a delicate female voice almost making Adam jump.

"Oh, I'm actually waiting for someone before I order food," he said looking up at the waitress that had approached him. Adam had to stop himself from gawping at her beauty. She could only have just entered her twenties and had a petite frame with tawny skin. She wore a black skirt and light blue shirt that was covered by a black apron. If Helen hadn't possessed her, Adam would be sorely disappointed.

"She's already here," the waitress said with a smile. "Why don't I take you to her in the back?"

Adam followed the angelic waitress, his pulse increasing rapidly. He hoped desperately that this wasn't some sort of trick. The waitress took him past the counter and down a corridor. She signalled for him to enter into a storeroom. Adam dutifully followed her directions and she came in with him, closing the door. There was no-one else there, she had to be Helen.

"No roleplay this time," Helen said untying the apron and throwing it onto a nearby table. "This time I want you to fuck me."

She launched herself at Adam and they pawed at each other like horny teenagers. Helen swiftly undid Adam's belt and slid down his trousers and boxers, revealing his already rock hard cock. She began to work it with her right hand, but Adam pushed her away.

"Not yet," he said picking her up with ease and placing her on the table where her apron landed. "First I want to taste your sweet cunt." Adam roughly lifted up Helen's skirt and spread her legs to find that she was not wearing any knickers.

"I might have removed those shortly after I took her over," Helen giggled.

"You are naughty," Adam said before nestling his head between the waitresses firm thighs. Her pussy was neatly trimmed and tasted divine. Adam eagerly lapped at her folds and clit, relishing every inch of her sex. Helen ran her fingers through Adam's hair and moaned in approval. After several minutes of stimulating Helen close to ecstasy with his tongue, Adam's chin was wet with her love honey. He pulled away and stood up stroking his dick preparing it for entry.

"Oh god," Helen gasped, eyeing up her boyfriend's cock. "I don't know if it's seeing things through Naomi's eyes, but I swear your dick looks bigger than it's ever done."

Adam glowed at the compliment as he began teasing Helen with the tip against her folds, slipping in a few millimetres with every thrust. Helen bit her lip and wrapped her legs round Adam as he pushed further inside her. She gasped when he finally plunged forward, filling her instantly. Adam could feel his cock was almost too much for Helen's current pussy, but she showed no sign of discomfort.

Adam grabbed Helen's hips and started to fuck her in earnest. With each thrust, the table rocked and knocked against the wall. They were making quite a racket but both were too caught up in the act to worry. Helen gasped as Adam undid the top two buttons of her shirt and pulled down her bra, releasing her breasts. He teased and pinched her nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure surging through her body.

Adam could see that Helen's eyes were beginning to go as she was reaching climax. He moved his hand from her breasts down to her clit to ensure she got all the way. Helen's head tilted back and she was there. With a loud groan, she convulsed as she reached nirvana. She squeezed Adam tightly too her sending him into overdrive. He continued fucking her, and his grunts became more urgent. He was about to come.

Adam moaned and gripped Helen's hips tightly, thrusting himself deeply into her. His cock erupted warm jets of cum, filling her with his seed. Helen held Adam closely to her as the final spurts fired into her. She pulled him close and kissed him more gently this time. They held each other for a moment, but their afterglow was cruelly cut short.

Adam's phone buzzed in the pocket of his trousers that were round his ankles. "Fuck," Adam cursed, "I've got to get back to the office."