The Frequency might be more powerful than Martin thought

That had been three months ago. Since then, Martin had continued to tinker with the frequency and study its effects on Janet. Over the weeks, he had made discoveries both exciting and a little crazy.

The first thing he had learned was that, when tuned correctly, the frequency could do a hell of lot more to Janet than just make her pussy hum. The signal seemed to interact with her neurons, nerve endings, and muscle fibers in ways that were truly astounding. It turned out that the effects the frequency could have on his wife were not just limited to what Martin had accidentally caused in his kitchen that first night. With the right modulations to the frequency, her body was practically his to command.

Martin had found a way to make Janet go from calm and collected to frothing at the mouth horny with a few subtle nudges from the frequency. After a few fun tests, he discovered how to make her orgasm about ten different ways with the frequency alone, and that appeared to be only scratching the surface. In some of the more recent tests, Martin even managed to make his wife’s libido stay amped up for hours after he had turned the emitter off. Almost as surprising as the scientific discoveries was what they had apparently caused Janet to realize about herself.

Losing control and being controlled was apparently a huge turn on for her. Martin had been initially surprised when she had asked him to try the frequency on her again. Not that he did not want to, of course. When Janet had seemed noticeably excited when he later asked to test it out some more on her, Martin had inquired about her enthusiasm.

“I don’t know…” She had laughed, seeming almost surprised with herself. “I’ve never been just…controlled and dominated like that.” She grinned with a bit of sheepish mischief. “I know it’s crazy but…god it’s hot!”

It was not long after that conversation that Martin had discovered something both amazing and seemingly impossible about how powerful this strange frequency actually was. It had been a warm Sunday afternoon, and Martin was once again tinkering with the emitter at the kitchen table. Janet had just stepped outside to grab a package from the mailbox, and Martin’s eyes drifted to the window to watch her stroll down the driveway towards the road. His wife had been dressed in a cream-colored floral midi sundress and heels, and Martin had been once again smitten with how gorgeous she looked.

A mischievous and horny impulse took him, and he decided to try and test the range of his frequency emitter. So far, the furthest he had managed to make the device affect Janet had been roughly limited to the inside of the house. Glancing back from the window to the controls, he dialed up the power output and modulated the frequency ever so slightly in a way that he figured should hypothetically extend the range. Angling the emitter towards the direction of Janet, he flipped on the projector and activated the frequency.

What Martin had planned to happen was to generate a pleasurable tickling hum between Janet’s legs. Instead, something much more interesting happened.

When he flipped the switch, he saw Janet gasp as her hips twitched and she gripped the mailbox in surprise. At the same moment, the skirt of her dress suddenly flared out and flew skywards until it was billowing up past her waist, exposing her toned legs and a dark blue thong disappearing between those firm and full cheeks. Janet then reacted to her misbehaving skirt with a breathless scandalized laugh as she quickly tried to fight it back down into place. Martin watched wide eyed as she squirmed and twisted against her wayward dress as a seemingly unseen mischievous force fought to make it take flight.

Martin then snapped himself back to reality and reached over to flip the frequency emitter off. Once he did, Janet’s skirt immediately fell back under gravity’s sway and she easily managed to brush it back down into place. His wife then looked around with a slightly flushed expression as if she could locate some sort of unseen culprit to the strange incident before giving her head a little shake with an amused scoff.

“No fucking way…” Martin muttered to himself as he glanced from the emitter back to his wife.

When she came back inside, she came into the kitchen and placed her package down on the counter before walking over to where Martin still sat next to the emitter.

“The weirdest thing just happened!” She laughed and brushed a loose hair from her face. “Did you see me? Out at the mailbox?” Martin nodded and she laughed. “I swear I thought you were using that thing on me, but it felt more like some horny poltergeist was flying up my skirt.” She shook her head with another little laugh before she glanced down at the frequency emitter. “Wait…was that actually you?”

“I…I think so!” It was Martin’s turn to laugh and shake his head. “Here, watch.”

He pivoted the emitter to focus back on Janet and activated it again with the same parameters. Immediately, his wife’s skirt once more took flight and launched up in a billowing flare. She let out a squeak and quickly pressed her hands down between her thighs before crossing her legs and bending forwards with a surprised pleasurable groan.

“Martin!” She gasped, keeping the barest modesty as her skirt danced in the air around her, completely exposing her backside to the empty kitchen behind her.

Martin flipped off the frequency, and his wife’s skirt once more fell back down into place. She let out a small gasp and took a stumbling step forward to catch her balance before looking from Martin to the frequency emitter with wide eyes. Janet then began to laugh incredulously.

“What the hell?!”