Hang around for dinner plans

No sooner had Reggie gone to sit in the recliner and reflect on his handiwork and all the prospects of his new skill did he hear a car pull into the drive and shortly after Eve came rushing through the front door.

"Why are you still here, don't you have anything productive to do today?" She asked breathless and with a bit of annoyance.

Reggie couldn't help but smile to himself as he noticed the large wet spot still evident on the front of her slacks and the way she kept shifting her body and resisting the urge to touch her soiled crotch. He imagined it must be causing discomfort from chaffing at this point.

More than a little annoyed himself from her rude interruption of his quiet time, Reggie figured Eve would make the perfect subject to test his abilities.

STAND IN FRONT OF REGGIE AND DROP YOUR PANTS

Reggie heard the motions of whatever Eve had been doing abruptly stop followed by the steady click of her low heels moving in his direction.

He looked up just in time to see Eve standing before him hastily unbuckling the thin white leather belt from around her slender waist with a look of horror on her face.

"Wait, wh.. What the hell am I doing? Reggie, look away this instant!" Eve gasped as her traitorous hands efficiently removed the belt, unzipped her fly, and pulled her slacks to her ankles in one fluid motion to reveal the stained silk panties.

She quickly stood back up straight breathing in short rapid breaths with a look of panic in her eyes. Eyes darting toward the stairs, she motioned to take a step in that direction.

FREEZE! Reggie thought and Eve immediately stood motionless.

Reggie haughtily took his time extracting himself from the recliner and leaned close to see the effects of his earlier command. As he suspected, the blue silk panties she wore were matted to her pussy in a sticky mess with a large damp spot in the middle which prominently displayed her dark pubic hair.

"I always thought you were a bottle blonde". Reggie snugly pronounced while pinching the damp soiled panties and letting them snap back to her matted bush.

Still motionless, Eve frantically attempted to look down at Reggie with eyes pleading for some rational explanation.

"Now, here's what we're going to do". Reggie mused aloud as he stood to look Eve in the eyes and wipe his piss soaked fingers across her lips. Reggie had been wondering about the extent of his power and the length of his suggestions and how many commands he could issue at once.

YOU WILL INSTANTLY PREFORM AND AGREE WITH ANY SUGGESTION REGGIE MAKES. YOU WILL ATTEMPT TO RATIONALIZE THESE ACTIONS AS IF THEY ARE OF YOUR OWN THOUGHTS AND WILL THINK NOTHING OUT OF THE ORDINARY.

UNFREEZE, Reggie thought, seating himself back in the recliner.

Eve's eyes seemed to flutter, unfocus, and then refocus as she looked down at Reggie smiling up at her. "Well, are you satisfied?" She asked with more than a hint of annoyance?

"I'm sorry, what?" Reggie responded, eager to see how this would play out.

Eve sighed and folded her arms beneath her tits. "You didn't believe me that my panties matched my blouse, we'll do you believe me now?" She asked gesturing down to her stained panties.

"Right, you win." Reggie thought, snickering as he watched her pull up her shorts, zipped the fly, and began fastening the belt.

OK, now for some fun. Reggie thought in rapid succession.

YOU WILL ALWAYS WALK WITH YOUR ELBOWS STRAIGHT AND ARMS AT YOUR SIDE WITH YOUR WRISTS BENT AND FINGERS OUT. YOU WILL WALK ON THE TIPS OF YOUR TOES TAKING MINCING STEPS NO MORE THAN 6" APART AND SWAY YOUR HEAD LEFT AND RIGHT WITH AN EXAGGERATED SMILE ON YOUR FACE.

WHEN STANDING, YOU WILL PLACE ONE HAND ON YOUR HIPS WITH THE OTHER UP BEHIND YOUR HEAD WHILE PUSHING YOUR TITS OUT AND SLOWLY GYRATING YOUR HIPS TOWARD WHATEVER YOU ARE LOOKING AT.

CALL HOLLY AND INVITE HER AND HER DAUGHTER OVER FOR DINNER. THIS IS TO BE A SEMI FORMAL DRESS AFFAIR AND YOU WILL GO TO THE COUNTRY CLUB FOR COCKTAILS AFTERWARD.

DRESS YOURSELF IN YOUR BEST WORK ATTIRE AND MAKE YOURSELF UP TO THE BEST OF YOUR ABILITY. YOU WILL NOT SHOWER OR CHANGE YOUR PANTIES.

Sweat beaded on His forehead as Reggie sat back in the recliner. He looked up at Eve expectantly.

Again, Eve stood still staring ahead, eyes fluttering as if processing the information. Abruptly, her right hand went to rest on her hip while the left extended and bent at the elbow to push slightly at the back of her slender neck. She turned to face Reggie, pushed her chest out to display her prominent tits, and slowly rocked her hips while she spoke.

"I think I'll ask Holly to bring her daughter along." She mused aloud, rhythmically rolling her hips and displaying her tits. "And we'll make it a little dressy so we can go straight to the club afterwards." She smiled to herself as if affirming the decision. "I better call Holly and go get ready."

Eve straightened, dropped both arms straight at her side and bent her wrists parallel to the floor while extending her fingers. With an artificial smile Reggie recognized as her trademark plastic 'polite smile' plastered on her face, she traipsed off toward the kitchen, lolling her head from left to right.

Reggies laughter caused Eve to look over her shoulder as she minced away, the knit eyebrows of confusion humorously contrasting with the fake smile splitting her face.

A shattering "Oh Gawd...!" Resounded from upstairs.

Reggie had forgotten about McKenzie. He immediately thought of how to get her in on the fun. Perhaps something to do with those sexy French maid outfits she recently bought for her and her friend for that upcoming Halloween party?

"Ok, be here in an hour" he heard Eve speak into her mobile phone.

Reggie sat back, kicked his feet up on the coffee table, and smiled to himself while thinking of all the possibilities.