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Chapter 7
by FreezeAntix
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Girls From Work
I did not know how much time I had before Melissa's friends arrived. Work was not going to get done, probably something I was going to have to deal with later. I'll worry about that when I cross that bridge, I thought as I closed my laptop along with the brief I was reading. I left my home office and headed downstairs, where I heard Melissa in our kitchen. She was preparing some fruit for her little get together and was standing at the island chopping a pineapple up.
"Hey John," Melissa greeted, looking up from the chopping when I turned the corner. "You want some fruit?" she then offered gesturing at the platter she was preparing.
"I kinda want you and your friends..." I casually reply.
Melissa looked up at me confused and smiled, "What?"
I snapped my fingers in front of her face. Her face went blank and her arms limply dropped to sides. I smiled. Curious and just because I could I asked, "Are you wearing any underwear Melissa?"
"Panties...no bra..." Melissa replied monotone her gazed blank. I my gaze went to her tight-fitting tank and I now noticed her tits through the top. I wanted to get her naked once more and do a quickie, but we had guest coming and I did not know what kind of window I had.
"Who is coming over?" I asked, reluctantly moving on with my plan.
"Gail...Becky and Maryse..."
My head searched for the faces to the names. Gail was Gail Kim, one of the older wrestlers in the promotion. She was a superstar back in the day before injuries got to her. She was still young, in her mid-forties, and looked stunning, but these days she did not wrestle too much. Currently, she was playing manager for Melissa. Becky was no other than Becky Lynch, who was one of the top ranked wrestlers in the promotion. I was not sure if she and Melissa were in a feud or not. If they were, it was good Melissa, since Becky was ranked above her. The last of the trio that was coming sent a wave of excitement and anticipation through my being. Maryse was Maryse Ouellet. The smoldering blonde Canadian was one of my all-time favorites. Though she could wrestle and had a few epic matches under her belt from within the promotion, she had not wrestled in a while. According to Melissa, Maryse was coming off an injury and her current storyline had her working with Becky. This made sense for her to be included in this little get together.
"Melissa, when they come over, I want you to hypnotize them. Once they are under, I want you to come and get me. Do you understand?"
"I will hypnotize them when they come over... when they are under... I will come and get you... I understand...."
"Great...now come here for a kiss..." I then ordered. Melissa, face still blank, moved around the island and stepped in front of me. She leaned in and pulled me closer before planting her lips on mines. I returned her kiss deeply. My hands groping her breasts. She truly was braless. I soon pulled back, but was hard as a rock. I left Melissa standing with her mouth hanging slack. I took her tranced state in and wanted to continue my fun but guests... "Melissa when I leave you will snap back to normal and not remember I was here but do I was I command do you understand?"
"... I understand...." Melissa replies dreamingly.
I turn and leave the kitchen, but wait out in the hallway for a beat and soon hear her chopping once again. I smile with anticipation and head back upstairs to eagerly await our guests.
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My Roommate's a Hypnotist
Self-Hypnosis=Best Hypnosis
A man has a female roommate who has just learned hypnosis and wants to test it out on him, but ends up hypnotizing herself instead. Or is it two male roommates who use hypnosis to fuck every female they know?
Updated on Mar 10, 2025
by Bobrt
Created on Feb 5, 2021
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