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Turning toward the house on the right. the two of us approached the redbrick house next door. The house was perfectly maintained.We walked up the pathway smiling like newlyweds, arms linked and Jess's eyes beaming a fake innocence.

Ringing the door a smiling brunette opened the door. She was just like Jessie had said she was. Large breasts carefully maintained hair and she was dressed in a long expensive looking summer dress.

"Ah, you must be the new neighbors, what do I owe the pleasure"

"Well, seeing as we just moved in we thought we might talk to our neighbors. I'm Tim Hawkfield and this is Jessie" I said looking at the ball of innocence clinging to my arm. She nodded and said a very meek, "Hi".

"Jessie come on, you'll never get rid of your shyness like that, give the woman a proper greeting," I said smiling at her before she played her part in this well-rehearsed dance. Jessie unattached herself from em and move over to hug the brunette MILF in front of us pressing their chests together. Admittedly Jessies B cup was dwarfed by the mature woman's large tits, with slight intervention, I used my powers to make the woman enjoy the sensation slightly more than normal. I smiled at her from over Jessie's shoulder and watched her blush slightly.

Stepping away from Jess and a bit more inside the house, she turns to the both of us, "Oh where's my manners, come on in and I'll get some tea for you". Gesturing inside she led me and Jessie to the living room. Inside sat on a spotless leather sofa was a small overweight man dressed in sweatpants and a white top.

"Sara, who are these people?" Spoke the fat man eyeing us.

"Oh Harold, they just moved in next door and they wanted to know about the neighborhood" He first glares at me quickly before and looked over Jessie and I did not need to have powers to tell what he was thinking.

"Oh, I'll help you," says Jessie quickly wanting to get away from the man.

Sitting down opposite him I pretended to rest slightly pretending to small talk while focusing mainly on reading the man in front of me. Looking up "Sara" in his thoughts I rapidly discovered he viewed her more as a trophy and had no romantic feelings toward her.

Looking at his past showed he was blackmailing sex out of several women in his office, forcing them to do it if they wanted to keep their job. I may have come in with the intention of fucking his wife but **** is a new low, but then again this is the suburbs.

Seeing as I had time to kill before Sara andJessie brought in the tea, I began to influence him, nothing instant. Years ago I discovered that slower a command was to implement the longer it stuck, in this case, I hoped permanently. Soon he would begin to fantasize about his wife cheating on him and slowly his morals would look down on his ****, not only that but he'd also eye me and Jessie with respect.

"Now here we are," says Sara placing a tray of cups and a bowl of sugar and milk on the table. I watch as the women sit down with their cups and think how should we play this.