Realisation

Tom didn’t hate Sarah’s new look. It was a little more goth than he had expected but it seemed to fit her well. It was also all, tight-fitting, revealing or both but not so much that she would make old ladies faint. She might get kicked out of some classier establishments and tutted at by old ladies.

She had told him about meeting Ming but in her story, she had Met her in a shop and they had hit it off. He got the truth out of her with his earlier wish and had jacked off in front of her while picturing her sucking the old man’s cock with a cute Chinese prostitute watching. He found it amusing that she had used some of the money he had given her to bribe someone into shopping with her. It was all for a good cause as far as he was concerned.

Real life got in the way of the fun for a while until one Thursday Sarah announced that she was going out on Friday night with her friend Katie. “You were right about persuading her about my new tastes. I thought she would have been totally against it, especially the fact that I’m doing it while still married to you,” Sarah explained. “She came around though and we are going to go into town together and see if we can meet some black guys. You don’t mind, do you?”

“I told you, I’m fine with it. I just want you to be happy and if that means letting you sleep with a black guy then so be it.”

Sarah hugged him. “I’m really happy to hear you say that. Even if you have said it before.”

“Are you excited for your first time?” Tom asked.

“Huh?”

“Your first time with a black guy,” he asked, knowing full well that it wouldn’t be her first time.

“Oh, yeah,” she laughed guiltily. “Well, we might not meet anyone or they might not be interested in a couple of older women like us.”

“You know that’s bullshit. You are hotter now than you were in your twenties.”

“You are so sweet.” She gave him a peck on the cheek. “I’m going to work out what I’m going to wear.”

Tom was intrigued as to how this would pan out. She was openly going out to get laid but this was the first time she was being upfront about it. He was torn. On the one hand, he liked that she was being honest with him. On the other, her casual betrayals turned him on. He suspected that he would still have to rely on the hypnotic state to get the real truth out of her and he looked forward to getting those details that she had chosen to hide from him.

Friday night and Sarah was upstairs getting ready when Tom heard the door. He went to answer it and there was a moment of confusion as he failed to recognise the hot woman who was knocking on his door. “What’s up, Tom?” said Katie and Tom recognised the voice immediately.

“Katie, hi, come in.”

Katie pulled Tom’s head down and slapped a big kiss on his cheek in a friendly greeting. She then thumbed where she had left a big mark of lipstick before walking in. “It's been an age, how are you?” she asked as she walked in.

Tom couldn’t help but stare at her ass as she walked in. She had always had a great ass but somehow it was even better. That was not the only thing that was better. She was about five years older than Sarah but she looked in her twenties. Her body was lean, her skin flawless. Katie was a petite woman with short but wild black hair and a bit of a bad girl image emphasised by her tattoos. Tom had always had a crush on her out of all of Sarah’s friends. Now he was practically drooling. Her legs that once carried the extra weight of age were taught and shapely, toned calves stood proud due to her high-heeled ankle boots. The strappy top she wore showed off her ornately tattooed shoulder and upper arms once again devoid of the natural droop of age and her breasts stood firm and proud if not large and she was clearly not wearing a bra.

“Have you been working out, Katie?” Tom asked as he followed her into the living room.

“No more than usual. Why? Do I look particularly good tonight?” she asked in a tone that suggested she was fully aware that he was checking her out.

“Something like that.”

“It must be the thrill of going out on the pull again. I really wasn’t sure when Sarah told me what she was planning but now I can’t wait.”

“Was John okay with it?” Tom asked.

Katie gave him a look and a sarcastic laugh. “He does not know about it. Sarah told me you would be cool. Are you cool, Tom?”

Tom smiled. “Yeah, I’m the coolest. I’m not about to drop you in it with him. It’s none of my business.”

“Aww, Sarah said you were being great about this. I’m so jealous that it’s true. Sometimes a girl just needs some black cock. It doesn't mean we don’t love you.”

“Exactly, it makes perfect sense.”

“I wish I could be open with John about this but he wouldn’t understand.”

“Maybe in the future you will. Can I get you a drink? Sarah got some alcopops in.”

“Ooh, trashy. I’ll have one please.”

Tom went into the kitchen to get the drink from the fridge. Katie had been affected by more than the desire for black cock. He realised that she must have been affected by all of her previous wishes. He tried to think about what he had wished for and was thankful that there was nothing too outrageous. It had made Katie hotter and he was fully in favour of that. The question was, did she get affected by future wishes? His brain was working in overdrive to try and think up some test he could do that was innocuous enough that it didn’t really impact anything but obvious enough that he would be able to tell straight away.

He took the opened bottle and added a straw before taking it to Katie and handing it to her. She thanked him and took a big drink. She looked at him as he seemed to be exploring her face. “Is everything okay?” she asked. “Do I have something on my face?”

“Hm? Oh, no, sorry. I was just thinking about something I should have done. Sarah will be down in a moment, I just need to run to my office quickly.”

Katie waved him away and Tom dashed upstairs to his office and grabbed the coin. He felt the familiar tingle. He had been worried that the coin might not have recharged after that last wish but enough days had passed. He had observed that Katie had three ear piercings on each ear. It had given him the idea for a great test. “I wish Sarah had one extra set of ear piercings.” The dip was barely noticeable; the wish was so insignificant.

He dashed back down to the living room. “Sorry, I suddenly realised that I hadn’t sent a file I should have.”

“No problem,” Katie smiled. Tom looked and counted three piercings on each side. He wasn’t sure if that was good or bad but at least he had more data.

They chatted for a while until the sound of footsteps on the stairs distracted them. “You aren’t flirting with my husband are you?” shouted Sarah.

“Maybe if he wasn’t so pale I would,” laughed Katie as the noise of the two women greeting each other and checking each other out began.

Tom did his own bit of checking out. Sarah was fully made up with dark purple lips and dark eye makeup. She wore a spiked collar and wrist straps but it was the fine mesh top with a black pushup bra underneath that really caught his attention. The sheer fabric did nothing to obscure the view of her generous breasts that were being pressed together to form an eye-popping cleavage.

On her bottoms were a fairly short skirt and widely holed fishnet tights and a pair of strappy heels. He also noticed the ankle bracelet shining on her right ankle. The little spade charm on it taunted him. She had been looking at a lot of spade-related things on the internet and it had been driving him crazy. He had been dying to grab the coin and wish for a huge tattoo on her but he had jacked off and calmed down. He realised that it would be far hotter for her to choose to do it to herself.

Tom got Sarah a drink and joined them in the living room. He didn't have much conversation as he admired the two alt-looking women sitting and chatting. He was filled with thoughts of them going out and getting all that attention. White boys are being tuned down and black men getting all the attention. Getting to touch those sexy bodies and put their big cocks inside where only black guys were allowed to go. He was rock hard as his own twisted fantasies were being imposed on the women in front of him.

“What are your plans for travel tonight,” he managed to ask. Mostly out of curiosity as to what might happen later.

“Katie is leaving her car here. Our taxi should be here soon. As for getting back, we will have to see where we end up,” said Sarah with a horny smile. “You never know baby, if it goes poorly, we might be back here later.”

“Looking at you two, I can’t see that happening,” said Tom.

“I know, I have a feeling we won’t be back,” said Sarah.

There was a honking of a car horn from outside and the girls excitedly hurried to grab their things. Sarah kissed him on the cheek at the door. “Wish me luck, baby.”

“Good luck. You don’t need it.”

Katy gave him another kiss on the cheek too. “Wish me luck too,” she said with a grin.

“You don’t need it either but good luck anyway,” he said as he enjoyed the brief contact he had with her body.”

The next moment seemed to happen in slow motion. As she turned he caught a look at her ear. There were four piercings in it. The women waved at him as they climbed into the back of the taxi and he waved back in a daze as the implications of what he had just noticed tried to sink in.