The Mysterious Hypnotic Spiral Strikes Again!

Maureen Jennings came home from a long day at work. She worked as an office manager for a engineering firm downtown. Work had finally returned to normal for Maureen with her divorce behind her. She was now single at fifty-three, through the divorce got half of her husband earnings plus their house. Though single she was not alone as her only daughter, Tiffany lived with her. Maureen did not mind as she enjoyed Tiffany's company, the twenty-one year old made Maureen feel younger. This was despite the fact that Tiffany was proof that Maureen had an adult-aged daughter. Tiffany was free spirit of sorts, though twenty-one she did not have a real job or was in school. She lived off of her parents income. Maureen's ex-husband Jack, Tiffany's father had tried to get the girl to do something with her life but it would just would not take. In the end it drove a wedge in their relationship.

It was the issues with Tiffany and the fact that Maureen wanted to do more with her life that drove her and Jack apart. They eventually decided to divorce after thirty years of marriage. Jack did not want it and was bitter about the whole ordeal in the beginning but in the end he just let go, the legal fees were killing him. Maureen had been lucky as her sister, Emma was a lawyer and she did not like Jack. It had been nearly free for Maureen to get the divorce. Now nearly a month after it had started it was over. Maureen would change her last name back to Domingo once all the paper work was finalized for the house ie Jack's name was removed from the deed. Tiffany had already legally changed her last name to Domingo once she knew it was an option just to spite her father.

Though she was on the other side of fifty, Maureen was pretty attractive. Age had treated her well, she mainly thanked this to her Latin background. Both she and Emma both looked good for the age, her sister was five years older than she was and was divorced twice over. Emma still actively dated as well so Maureen was not too nervous about jumping back into it. Maureen was just over 5'5 and was always blessed with nice breasts and a well endowed backside. Through the years she had put on some weight but her daughter assured her that she was not fat but 'thick'. She did not know what that meant but if Tiffany said it was fine it was fine. Tiffany was almost six feet tall and model-thin with Maureen's breasts. It goes without saying that Maureen was a bit jealous of her daughter at least a little. Thankfully Maureen's hair showed no sign of graying, it was thick and black. She wore it lose and it fell just past her shoulders and she had thick bangs that were a bit old fashioned but she liked them.

The only sounds heard in Maureen's house was the click clack of her high heels on the hardwood floors as she walked from the foyer to the kitchen. She dropped bag off on the large island and listened. Tiffany always had the TV or music on when she was home there was nothing however. Maureen sighed, a little quiet was always a welcome especially after a long day. She slipped out of coat and draped over one of the island stools. She was dressed in tailored fitted maroon skirt suit that hugged her thick frame perfectly. Her legs were sheathed in dark hose while she walked on maroon colored heels. Maureen headed over to her fridge removed a bottle water before twisting the cap off and taking a long swig.

Back over at the island she picked up the remote for the kitchen mounted flat screen and turned the TV on. The TV came to life but the screen was blank. "What the..." Maureen mumbled as she tried to change the channels. Everything was just blank. She was about to turn it off when a black and white spiral filled the screen and spun rapidly while flashing. It gave Maureen an instant headache but she could not look away. Her body became still as her gaze only focused on the flashing and spinning spiral. It was putting her into a deep trance. Maureen was falling into a relaxed state as all her energy and thoughts started to leave her mind. Her mind was becoming blank, turning into a sponge that would sink in any command turning her into a puppet. Maureen could not resist the lure and power of spiral. Her mind was blank and in a state of complete relaxation and bliss.

Maureen stood at her kitchen island staring the spiral on the TV for nearly an hour before the front door of her house open and closed. Foot steps started to head her way. Maureen remained blank faced, fully entranced by the spiral and did not react as the steps entered her kitchen.