Fruitless wishing, and long term preparations

Sean had made wish after wish, trying every single different way to undo this. But every single thing he and Jess could come up with always left them empty handed (literally in Jessica's case). It had been more than an hour since they had disappeared up to her room, and the inevitable knock on the door came as Tiffany, the pretty dark haired cheerleader, came looking to find where her friend, the birthday girl, had gotten off to during her own party.

Jess had Sean hide in the closet so no one saw him alone in her room. He reluctantly agreed, understanding where she was coming from, but still felt that sting of rejection at her not wanting to be seen with him. Jess answered the door and told Tiff that she would be down shortly - explaining that she was reapplying some make-up after crying that Kevin had broken into her room. Tiff bought the excuse and hugged her friend, leaving with a smile.

When Tiffany had left, Sean crept back out and smiled, "Good cover...but it got me to thinking, we need to fix some things." The blonde girl saw the seriousness on his face, crossed her arms over her chest and nodded waiting for him to continue, "We need to make sure Kevin doesn't remember the ring, and we have to get you to stop calling me, 'Master'. Agreed?"

Jessica thought about it, and realized that Sean was right. Kevin still knew about the ring, which meant she was in danger of him becoming her master, something she knew deep down she didn't want. The gorgeous blonde cheerleader didn't trust Sean fully. Not yet, but she definitely couldn't trust Kevin. On top of that, Sean was right about the whole 'Master' thing. She didn't want people hearing her call him Master.

Nodding and sighing she knew they only way to fix those things was with the magic of the ring, "Yeah. As much as I don't want you to be, you are right." Not sure what to expect when granting a wish, since she had been focused on other things at the time of her first one, she nodded, "Ok. Do it. Make the wishes slowly and one at a time, alright?" She wasn't leaving anything to chance. This new, seemingly upstanding boy, could change his tune in a heartbeat, and how he handled himself with the wishes he did make would prove his trustworthiness more than anything else.

Sean thought for a moment and nodded, knowing how to word the wish about Kevin, so he started there, "I wish Kevin Scott would completely forget any knowledge regarding Jessica Edwards' true identity as a genie, or the existence of this ring and never remember it again." He felt a small surge of magical energy creep up his arm and tingle into his brain before he even knew what had happened.

Jessica, however, felt a different kind of magic as her body seemed to heat up from the inside out. She began to breathe heavily, panting a bit as she fell onto her ass on the bed, her nipples grew hard, poking themselves out of the tight silky blouse she was wearing. "Ohmygosh, ohmygosh, ohmygosh!" Her hand began fanning her face as she realized just how aroused she had become. Her thong was definitely a wet from that sudden, spontaneous, flash of arousal.

Her Master was at her side in an instant, holding her hand and looking her over, "Jess! Are you OK? What's wrong?" She felt embarassed and buried her face in her hands. "I-uh...I'm not sure, exactly. But when you made that wish, I got...ummmm..." she blushed a deep, deep shade of red, "I just felt, like, super hot...and you know...excited." Her face still looking down with a definitive blush, her eyes flicked up to his.

The way she said it, combined with her reaction, was enough to get Sean's brain headed in the right direction as she spoke up. While it did arouse him to watch her react, he was more concerned for her comfort level, "Let's not talk about it, and just make the next wish, OK?" He had so many questions...but he knew he just needed to follow her request. Wanting to just move on the flush-faced blonde nodded, her ponytail bobbing as she kept looking down and said, "OK."

Sean nodded and said, "I wish Jessica Edwards did not have to call me Master, or any other name aside from one she chooses for herself." Once again the tingle of magic slipped easily up his arm and into his head. He looked down to Jess and tried not to let his erection show at her reaction.

Jessica felt her body betray her again, and the simple flash of wet heat hit her right between the thighs, causing them to squeeze together deliciously. Moaning loudly this time and looking up into Sean's bright blue eyes, her hands flew to the plump kissable lips on her face before she bit her knuckle and **** back another moan. Her body fell back onto the bed as she writhed, her hips unable to stop themselves from squirming. Sean's body could not only smell the scent of her arousal, it created its own reactions, his cock straining against his pants.

When it was all done, Jessica laid panting on her bed while Sean tried not to stare. After a few uncomfortable, but definitely arousing moments, he cleared his throat and Jessica shot up with a start, having forgotten anyone was there. Her blush deepened as she realized that, while the initial flash of arousal had passed, she was still juicy and dribbling into her thong as her pussy seemed to desire something that she was too freaked out right now to act on.

He could sense the tension in the air and tried not to look as nervous as he felt. In order to break the tension Sean made a lighthearted comment, "Well...at least you don't have to call me Master anymore. Right?"

Jessica felt unsure. Her body was telling her that she had just granted a wish, but all she had been able to call him tonight was Master. Tentatively, she tried to think of something she could say to test it. Despite the immense power he now held over her and, well, all of reality actually, he had restrained himself. She toook a deep breath to calm her pounding heart, stood up (still feeling the wetness on her hot inner thighs) and looked into his eyes, "Thank you, Sean."

Her heart lept and her eyes became misty. For the first time in hours her life had started to return to a sense of normality... aside from the lingering 'not-fading-in-any-way' lust she now felt. In a moment of joy she gave her saviour a big, close hug and a peck on the cheek.

Blushing Jessica stepped back and beamed, feeling giddy.