More action with Andrea and Reprogramming Charyl

On Sunday, I keep to my plan, and despite the temptation, I don't dose Tiffany. With the accumulation of all my other doses, she's started to get a little bolder with her teasing, and flirts overtly sexually with me throughout the day. A lot of which involves giving me eyefuls of her ass or tits, even if through clothes or down her shirt. Whenever I stare for a bit, I always catch her with a sly smile afterwards, clearly pleased that I've been staring at her. It made it a lot easier for me to fill some vials though, I pump out three doses of cum into vials throughout the day after getting some particularly nice views.

The same events play out on Monday, and my tiny fridge arrives. I hook it up, and decide to consolidate the 6 small vials from today and yesterday into 2 large vials, and stash all the cum in the fridge. Right now, I have the old vial of cum as well, but considering its effectiveness as it ages, I'm going to let it sit for quite a while before I use it. I want to see how functional the cum is after a month at room temperature. I feel bad for whomever I have drink that though. I can't imagine it'll be good. The fridge as a whole currently holds 3 large vials of cum, and 3 small vials from a few days ago. I think keeping some small vials is useful, since when I initially dose people, I only want to sneak a small vial in, but the large vials are especially useful for a more forceful reprogramming effort.

Tuesday goes by in a breeze, getting various chores done and filling a 4th large vial with cum. That's the equivalent of 15 total doses of cum. That said, the 3 small doses I have are slightly old, and I don't actually even know if the fridge is effective.

When I wake up Wednesday morning, I wake up a little early, so I fill a small vial with cum, date mark it, and put it in the back of the mini-fridge, grabbing the rest of the cum on the way out the door. I plan on leaving it in the fridge for a week, and seeing how effective it is compared to the room temperature, week-old cum. That's for future me though. The me for today has 15 doses of cum, in case Charyl, or potentially Katherine comes in.

Neither one comes in before lunch. Tiffany and I work through an exceptionally busy lunch rush though, and it isn't until 2PM that it really dies down. Around 3:30, no one is in the shop, and its just me and Tiffany hanging out when Andrea walks in.

I turn to Tiffany and say, "I think you should go on break."

"Ok. But just so you know, I know what you're getting up to in there, and I'll be *ahem* taking care of business, in the back office." Tiffany says with a wink.

Well... I'd have an erection soon enough anyway, but Tiffany is getting really forward with me now. I suppose she's taken my blatant staring as affirmation that I'm in to her to some degree, which she isn't wrong about to be fair.

Andrea, after seeing me send Tiffany back just gives me a nod and starts heading towards the men's room. I suppose we've gotten to the point where we don't even need to say anything. I shrug it off, and follow behind her after a handful of seconds pass.

When I enter, she's already undressing herself. Not just her top this time though, she's stripping her pants off as well. She's left her panties and shoes on however. I spend a moment and admire her figure. She clearly puts work into maintaining it. She has a nearly perfect hourglass figure, with her large tits and butt accentuated by a tight waist. Not muscly, but not a fat roll in sight. Plus her skin is basically blemish free. Its quite the sight, especially for someone who as of a month ago hadn't seen anyone naked outside of pornography.

"Well? I can't do this myself." Andrea scolds. I suppose I spent a little too long admiring her body.

"Sorry. I was just struck by how attractive you are." I say, as I pull down my pants and underwear, freeing my cock.

"I'm doing this for the sauce, not for you to admire. It just happens that this makes it taste better." Andrea says as I approach her.

As I stand in front of her, she gets on her knees on her folded pants, and pulls something out of her purse.

I look quizzically for a moment before I realize its lube as she squeezes a small amount onto her tits before placing it down beside her, and moving her tits up to surround my cock. After a few moments of trying to figure out exactly what she's trying to do, she gets her technique down, and starts rhythmically pumping my cock while using her tits to pillow around it, giving it a unique pressure.

Andrea looks up at me and moans, "Yeah, give me the sauce. Let your cock shoot that sweet ambrosia into my mouth. I need it."

She picks up the pace with her tits, as I watch them bounce up and down on my cock, before long, I'm reaching my limit and I feel my cock swell. "Andrea, I'm going to cum." I say.

"Mmmmm. Yeah, do it for me. Give it to me." She says as she lowers her mouth towards my tip, engulfing it as she finishes speaking.

I shoot shot after shot of hot cum into her mouth, as I feel the pressure from her tits subside as she slides into the familiar trance state.

"Andrea, the sauce was yet again the best you've ever had."
"The sauce was yet again the best I've ever had."
"It was so good, when you wake up, you'll be on the verge of orgasm from the taste alone."
"It was... so good... when I wake up... I'll be... on the verge... of orgasm... from the taste alone..."
"It was so good, when you wake up, you'll be on the verge of orgasm from the taste alone."
"It was so good... when I wake up... I'll be on the verge of orgasm... from the taste alone..."
"It was so good, when you wake up, you'll be on the verge of orgasm from the taste alone."
"It was so good, when I wake up, I'll be on the verge of orgasm from the taste alone."
"You'll go even further next time to make it taste better."
"I'll go even further next time to make it taste better."

That's the only things I really wanted to push this time, but I might as well wake her up while trying what I've tried before.

"The act of getting the sauce arouses you."
"The... The..." Andrea blinks a few times, and then makes a small moaning noise, and I see her nipples harden slightly, "I'll be out in a few minutes... If you could get my coffee ready, I'll have your tip."

I obediently zip up, and head back out front and pour her coffee, and then make my way over to listen to the bathroom. While there I hear small moans from inside. Satisfied, I head back behind the counter and patiently wait for Andrea to return.

When she returns, her face is slightly flush, and she silently hands me the $50 dollar bill in addition to the coffee's price, and I hand her a to-go coffee, considering her extra time wasted, I figured it was the right move. She takes the coffee and hurriedly heads out the door.

I haven't gotten Tiffany yet, so I silently head to the back room, and listen in, and I can clearly hear similar sounds to what I heard from the men's room earlier. Since she technically shouldn't leave the back room until I get her, or someone else intrudes back there, I decide to leave her to enjoy herself and go back to the front counter.

Barely 10 minutes later, Charyl walks in. I've got some work to do on her, so after she orders her usual, I dose her decaf coffee. Once she falls into her trance, I have her drink it down, as I head up front and lock the door to the shop, and set the sign to closed. I can't have Charyl wake up in a restroom, and I don't want to be interrupted. Best case, no one even notices. Its a slow time right now anyway. When I get back I put a new decaf coffee in front of her.

"Charyl, You'll drink all the vials that I hand you." I say, handing her all the cum I've saved up until this point, except a single small vial and a single large vial, totaling 11 doses in her system. I only put 12 in Pete, and that let me make him into a Cuck, and he's twice Charyl's weight at least, so if that plays a role in it, Charyl should be like putty in my hands.
"I'll drink all the vials that you hand me." She repeats, as she starts drinking my cum.

When she's finished, her motion is pretty sloppy, like a heavily drunk person. I take the vials back and start talking.

"Charyl, you have a crush on me because you believe I saved you from your abusive husband."
"Ey... Eym.. av... a rus on ou... icus.. A eliv ou... savid me... rom maie aboosive isbans."

Jesus, she's real out of it, way more than Pete was. Her words aren't just sloppy, but fairly quiet as well. I suppose that makes sense, Pete even resisted with No's and the like, she's just really really out of it. Her pupils are both heavily dilated and her breathing is in long deep breaths.

"You have a crush on me because you believe I saved you from your abusive husband."
"Aye hav a croosh un u icusss Ays beliv ou aved mis rom mai aboosev asband."
"You hate Pete, and you want to get payback on him, but you'll never leave him."
"Eye... ate Peeeeet... und I went tooo... git peeback on im... but Eye'ill neevur... leev heem."
"You hate Pete, and you want to get payback on him, but you'll never leave him."
"Eye heet Pete, eend Ay wint tou git paaabeck on heem, bot Ey'll niver lev heem."
"You think that cucking him and having him raise someone else's child is the perfect payback."
"Ey theenk thit cuckeeng heem... and aving heem reis someun els' chaiald... es te perfact paybeck."
"You think that cucking him and having him raise someone else's child is the perfect payback."
"Eye thenk thit cockeng himmm ind haveng hem reas someun else's cheld es tuh pirfect paybak."
"You want me to be the one to breed you."
"Eye want ou to be the un to breed me."
"You don't want anyone else to ever breed you."
"Ey on't want enywon els toooo evur breed me."
"You'll pretend to love Pete, but you'll love me."
"Ey'l pritend to luv Pete, but Ey'll luv you."
"I'm your ideal man."
"Ur... no... not..."

Well, sometime recently it seems to have reached around the level Pete was at initially. Which means there is still plenty of push for me to do before she wakes up. I only came about 15 minutes ago, but I'm already hard after what I've done so far.

"I'm your ideal man."
"Ur... mai... ideel... man."
"I'm your ideal man."
"Ur mai ideel man."
"You get very horny around me."
"Ai get... ery hurny... around ou..."
"You get very horny around me."
"Ai get very horny arond you."
"You'll fantasize about me."
"I'll fantasize about you."
"You won't feel compelled to come to the coffee shop every week."
"I won't feel compelled to come to the coffee shop every week."
"You want to give me your phone number."
"I want to give you my phone number."
"You won't get upset if I fuck other women."
"I... I..." She stutters before waking up.

Shit. Well, Rome wasn't built in a day.

Charyl takes a sip of her coffee before speaking, "You know, I really wanted to thank you for helping me with Pete. I already told you that. When's your next day off? You could come to my place and I could repay you for what you've done for me."

"I don't know, I mean, its a kind offer and all, but I wouldn't want to intrude." I lie. I want to intrude. Oh man do I want to. As I say that, I walk toward the front of the coffee shop, pretending to be disinterested somewhat, where in actuality, I'm using this as cover to correct our sign in front to say open again. Wouldn't want that little inconsistency to be apparent.

"Please. I insist, again, its the least I could do to repay you for all you've done." Charyl repeats as she hands me a sheet of paper, "Here's my cell number and Pete and I's address. So when should I expect you?"

"Well, I have Fridays and Tuesdays off. Do either of those work for you?" I ask.

"Either works for me." Charyl says.

"Alright, I'll see you Friday then." I say.

Charyl smiles at my response, and enjoys her coffee and sandwich. I head into the back and bring Tiffany back out. It looks like she's had enough time to recover from her own special "Break" by now.

Once Charyl heads out, I head to the bathroom and immediately fill a new vial with cum. I'd been fighting a hardon since I was programming Charyl, and I needed relief. The rest of the day goes relatively quietly, and I fill another vial that evening before drifting to sleep.