Infectious wish

When Sarah got home, Tom could tell that she had something to hide, not least being the fact that she was really late. He came twice as he listened to her in her trance, explaining in graphic detail the sex she had been having with the huge cocked, black beggar. The fact that it had been a beggar had just made it all the more erotic for him. He considered that this might be a part of his original wish. She was most attracted to guys that he wanted her to be attracted to. It did make him worry a little. He had quite the perverse fantasies when it came to his wife and big black cock.

He cleaned up, knowing that she would be upset if she realised he had been jacking off in front of her before waking her up. He then snapped her out of her trance and allowed the evening to pan out as it would have. Sarah was clearly in a bit of a dreamland. She kept looking off into the distance as if remembering something and looking downright erotic. “What’s up?” he asked her over dinner, knowing full well what she was thinking about.

“Hm?” she responded, snapping out of her reverie.

“What’s up with you tonight? You seem very distant.”

“Just thinking about black cock. I really want to get more.”

Tom was taken aback by her bluntness but had to call her out on something she had just said. “More? Did something happen?”

“Oh, no, I meant as opposed to my dildo. I’m just looking forward to trying the real thing,” she lied.

The fact that she was lying to him was turning him on all over again. She was really turning into the cheating black cock slut he longed for. “Any idea how you are going to make it happen?”

“Hmm, some,” she mused. She then looked at him directly. “Baby, can you transfer some money to my account?”

“Sure, why?”

“I want to buy some more clothes.”

“I thought you just bought loads.”

“I want to get some more. I want to change my style again.”

This was interesting. She was being pretty blunt. He wasn’t against it. It added a ascertain bitchiness to her character that was doing it for him. She clearly saw nothing bad about demanding money from him, probably a side effect of the accidental wish. He decided to lean into her and see what happened. “Come on baby, you don’t ned now clothes, you look great in your new ones.”

Sarah clicked her tongue. “I don’t see what the issue is, we aren’t short on money.”

“No, but that’s because we’ve always been sensible.”

She threw her fork onto the plate. “Maybe I’m sick of being sensible. Maybe I want to be selfish. You want to know why I want the new clothes? I want to look more like a slut so black guys will know I’m down to fuck and then maybe I can get some half-decent sex.”

She was really starting to act out of character. Maybe that last wish was more troublesome than he feared. Even so, her blunt talk was just the sort of thing he wanted. “Okay, I’m sorry. If you feel so strongly about it, I’ll send you some money.”

Sarah sighed. “I’m sorry. It felt like you were trying to get in my way and it triggered me a bit. I just… I just really want this. I want it more than anything right now. I know it’s weird. It’s also a little intimidating deciding to go out trying to attract guys. I wish I had some company but I don’t know who I’d ask. If I had a friend, we could go to clubs and things. I wouldn’t want to do that on my own and it doesn’t seem right asking you.”

“I’d go with you if you wanted,” he offered.

Sarah smailed at him. “You are sweet but it’s not the same. I want to be able to flirt with guys with someone and having you there would be weird.”

A thought struck Tom and it was a wicked one. He instantly got hard at the idea but it was a big step, a deeply immoral choice. That made him want to do it all the more. He hoped he could live with the guilt. “You know, I bet if you spoke to your friends about your new obsession, you’d find more of them are into it than you’d think.”

“Are you sure?” said Sarah frowning.

“Sure. Tread lightly at first, maybe explain what you see in black guys and I’m sure you could bring them around to your way of thinking.”

“But most of them are married?”

“Is that your problem?” he asked, hoping that rogue wish will help him out.

Sarah looked a little confused for a moment and then said, “I hadn’t thought of it that way. It’s not my problem if they cheat on their husbands. Thanks, baby, that makes a lot of sense.” She looked pleased with that realisation. “Who do you think I should ask?”

“Katie,” Tom said without hesitation. He fancied the pants of Katie and the idea of her being a black cock slut like Sarah was turning into was too much to resist.

“Katie? Bill and Katie are the most committed couple I know.”

“She has a wild past though. I’m sure when you tell her how wonderful black cock is, she will see it your way.”

Sarah thought about then nodded. “Okay, I’m going to call her.”

Tom panicked and had to think fast. “Hang on, it’s your turn to wash up. I said okay to you sleeping with a black guy, not to you making me do all the chores.”

Sarah faked a pout. “Okay, but only because you are giving me money for clothes.”

“Great. I just need to send a quick email. Back down in a bit.” Tom dashed out of the kitchen and into his office where he grabbed the coin. He needed to think. He wanted her desire for black cock to be infectious but not so infectious that it would spread uncontrolled. He had laid the groundwork for the idea by suggesting that she try to persuade her friends. It would be like she is choosing to spread her desires.

Tom knew that he was putting several marriages at risk, maybe he could do something about it in a future wish if he could find the right wording but right now, hot wives fucking black men was too alluring for him.

He thought about how to phrase the wish into one concise one. He considered his earliest wishes. Weight, taking care of her appearance and being more sexual. Those were pretty harmless and actually beneficial to his goal. He held the coin and said, “I wish that, when Sarah tries to persuade someone into sharing her tastes, they would begin to be affected by the same wishes that have been used on her.”

He nearly passed out. That had been a big reality shift. It would probably be a while before he could use the coin again. He squeezed his hard cock through his trousers. He turned his computer on and transferred a good chunk of cash into Sarah’s account. He sat back, closed his eyes, fished his cock out and began to fantasise about how much fucking trouble that wish could potentially cause.

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