5 comments/ 38539 views/ 12 favorites Help Me Rhonda By: JukeboxEMCSA Louise knocked on the door. A few seconds later, knowing that she hadn't given Rhonda nearly enough time to answer her knock but not able to stop herself, she knocked again, practically hammering away in her urgency...no. 'Urgency' wasn't strong enough. 'Desperation' was a better word. Louise clung to the doorframe as she knocked, feeling like she could barely keep herself upright, her thoughts a continuous silent prayer of Please be home, please be home, please be home... Rhonda opened the door, and Louise sagged into her arms. "Help me," she said quietly. Rhonda was kind enough not to ask questions right away. She just took Louise by the arm and helped her to a couch. Passing by a mirror, Louise understood why her friend had such a concerned expression on her face; Louise looked terrible. She had dark circles under her bloodshot blue eyes, her blonde hair lay tangled and lank on her head, and she looked like she hadn't had a good night's sleep in days. When Rhonda sat her down, it took all her energy not to just slump sideways into the fetal position. Rhonda squeezed Louise's shoulder sympathetically and said, "First things first, kiddo. You look like you could use a cup of tea." She went into the kitchen and Louise heard the sound of water running. "I'll make you some of the herbal tea I picked up yesterday. I think you'll like it," Rhonda shouted from the other room. Louise didn't respond. She just sat there trying to compose herself, and trying to find some way of explaining the events of the last forty-eight hours that wouldn't make her sound crazy. She was terrified that Rhonda wouldn't believe her; if her closest friend didn't believe what she had to say, who would? If she couldn't get Rhonda to help her, she knew she wouldn't last much longer. Her thoughts already felt so muzzy... She felt a sudden sick chill of fear in her gut. What if she wasn't able to tell Rhonda what had happened to her? It was already so hard to think straight, so easy to just slip back into that warm, dreamy haze and remember her conditioning. Louise's fingers twitched, just a little. Her body wanted to masturbate again. It wanted her to slip a finger into her pussy and slowly slide it in and out, building her arousal until she was squirming and gasping as she chanted out her mantras of obedience. She understood that if she gave in, she'd just condition herself further, that every time she gave into the need she just brainwashed herself even more deeply, but her conditioning had already made her enjoy the thought of being brainwashed. The knowledge that she'd be deepening her obedience didn't halt her arousal; it increased it. Even thinking about it right now deepened her programming. When Rhonda came back in, Louise was gripping the arm of the couch like she was on a roller coaster. "Here you go," she said, sitting on the couch next to Louise and handing her a mug of hot tea. Louise felt like Rhonda was sitting too close--she found herself suddenly fantasizing about her hands tangling in Rhonda's long dark hair as they kissed, her lips moving down to suckle at Rhonda's exquisite breasts, her fingers running through the other patch of hair that lay between Rhonda's thighs on their way down to slide into her friend's pussy...she'd never thought this way about women before, but the idea suddenly had an insistent need, an intensity created by so much programming, so much yummy brainwashing... Rhonda noticed her hands shaking, and held them steady with her own. Which only made the reason for their tremors that much worse, the intimacy of touch bringing all those fantasies to even more vivid life, but Rhonda couldn't know that. She brought the mug to Louise's lips and helped her to drink. "Better, kiddo?" she asked. Louise nodded. The delicate scent and warmth of the tea did seem to relax her just a little. She took another long gulp. "Good. Now, you think you can talk about this yet, or do you just want to wait a while longer?" "No, I...I can tell you." Louise didn't want to think about what state her brain would be in if she waited any longer. Or her libido, for that matter. She set the tea down on a coaster on the end table and took a deep breath. "It started Friday night," she said. "I was out late, just doing a little bit of bar-hopping, and I wound up at this new place I'd never tried before, Club Venus." Rhonda let out an involuntary snort of laughter before rapidly composing her features into an expression of contrition. "Yes, I know it's a lesbian bar now," Louise said with a hint of irritation, "but I didn't pick it up right away. I'd already had a few by that point, and it didn't click for a little bit. I thought that the other girls were just being friendly, you know? Seemed like a welcome change from some of the catty behavior you get sometimes when you're...you know, competing for a guy." Rhonda nodded. "So what happened to you? You didn't get raped in the women's room or something, did you?" Louise felt the entire fantasy flash through her mind in an instant, a powerful muscular woman pressing her up against the wall and fingering her, knowing that Louise's pleas to stop would soon melt into moans of passion as she learned just how perfect a woman's touch could be... "No," she said. She tried not to make it sound disappointed. "I met this girl." She knew how that sounded, but to her credit, Rhonda didn't back away or flip out. Inwardly, Louise sighed in gratitude. She should have known she could trust Rhonda with even something this big. The two of them had known each other too long for something like this to come between them. "Louise," she said, "you don't need to get freaked out. Lots of women...try something new sometimes. It doesn't necessarily mean--" "It's not like that!" Louise said, fear and desperation shading her tones. "This girl, she came up to me while I was at the bar. And she was funny, and we got to talking, and she invited me back to her table with my drink. And I'd kind of figured out that it was a lesbian bar by then, and I told her that I didn't swing that way, and she said I didn't need to worry about that. I thought she meant she wouldn't hit on me, that we'd just talk, but..." Louise trailed off into embarrassed silence, trying to find a way to phrase the bit she was afraid Rhonda wouldn't believe. Rhonda looked at her. "Was she cute?" "I don't remember!" Louise blurted out. "I mean, yes, I remember she was cute--" Cute, hell. She was fucking gorgeous. She was sex on legs, melt in your mouth and onto your fingers beautiful, an absolutely perfect woman, the primal goddess of lust and desire, a woman you'd fall to your knees and worship, a woman you must fall to your knees and worship, worship with your tongue and your fingers and your lips and your toes and your pussy and with toys, strap-ons and vibrators and the whip and the crop and-- She pulled herself out of the mental vortex. "I don't remember what she looked like, Rhonda. I don't remember her name. I just remember that we went back to the table and we talked. At first we talked, I mean. She told me it was a shame I wasn't gay, because sex with a woman was so much better than sex with a guy, and I kind of started to argue with her about that, but...I can't remember what I said now. I can't remember what reasons I gave." She started to shake again, and Rhonda grabbed her hand and held it tightly. "I can't remember why I ever had any interest in guys, Rhonda." Rhonda snorted. "Yes, I've had quite a few days like that myself." She saw the tense look on Louise's face and her own expression sobered. "Sorry, go on." "It was something about the way she talked, Rhonda. She just had such a nice voice. It was so soft and soothing, but...but it also seemed so firm. Like there was no way you could disagree with it. She and I were arguing, but...for fun, y'know? Just laughing and joking, but she kept on talking about how good it felt to give yourself completely to another woman, how it felt like floating in their eyes..." Louise felt her own eyes go glassy all over again just remembering it. "And I...I didn't understand, so she told me to look in her eyes and imagine floating in them. It was kind of dark where we were sitting, out of the way and quiet, and I just remember her talking, talking about floating in her eyes and feeling so peaceful and warm and wonderful, how good it felt all over to float in her eyes and feel so...nice..." She heard the erotic shiver in her own voice, and a part of her felt ashamed at showing Rhonda this part of herself, but she was too lost in the memory to care. "And it seemed like I just sat there forever, staring and floating and feeling so good. And she just kept talking in that wonderful voice, I felt like I could listen to her forever. And then she said that if giving yourself completely to another woman felt like floating in their eyes...and I was floating in her eyes...then I must have given myself to her completely. And oh God, Rhonda, that made so much sense right then!" Rhonda's tone was matter-of-fact, betraying none of the shock her friend must feel. "She hypnotized you." That was all Louise could take. She fell sobbing into Rhonda's arms, her body shaking with shame and fear and lust as Rhonda's words brought home the truth she'd been so frightened to admit. "Yes!" she cried out, her words almost incomprehensible through the tears. "I'm so scared," she sobbed out. Rhonda just held her for a long moment, lowering Louise's head into her lap and stroking her hair gently, like Louise was a little girl and Rhonda was her mother. "Shh, shh," she said, over and over. "It's okay. It's okay." Louise didn't know how long they sat like that before she was able to continue. "After she'd..." Just saying it almost brought forth another flood of tears. "After she'd hypnotized me, she took me home. To my place, not hers. The whole time she drove me home, she just kept talking to me as I sat there in the car slumped back in my seat like a rag doll. It was like she was weaving a chain with her words, Rhonda. Everything she said, it made perfect sense to me, and everything just seemed to connect so logically. I could feel those words sinking into my head, making me..." She blushed, but she had to get it all out in the open, no matter how much it shocked her friend. "Making me horny, Rhonda. Oh, fuck, was it making me horny. She was making me want sex with women, want sex with her most of all. We got to my apartment, and she held my arm as I walked down the hallway, and my eyes were all glazed over and it was so hard to focus and she was whispering in my ear, I was walking right by people and they didn't even know I was this horny hypnotized lesbian slut..." Louise almost touched herself then, but fear of Rhonda's reaction held her hand still. She knew that if Rhonda hadn't been there, she would have given in right then. "And we went into the bedroom and oh, her hands were all over me, touching me, she..." Louise sobbed again. "She was right, Rhonda, that was the worst part of it all. I don't know if it was the hypnosis or the way she touched me or what, but it was the best sex I've ever had. I just kept cumming and cumming and cumming, and she kept talking to me the whole time, telling me things, things I was supposed to remember, things I was supposed to forget, things I was supposed to remember to forget. She was brainwashing me, Rhonda." Louise's hand twitched. "She was brainwashing me and it felt so fucking good..." Rhonda put a comforting hand on her shoulder while the other one continued to stroke her hair and her forehead. "It's alright," she said. "You're safe now." "No," Louise whimpered. "I'm not. She put things. In my head. Whenever I...whenever I masturbate, I go back under, back into that trance. I remember the things I'm supposed to remember to forget. I remember all my brainwashing, all my programming. I don't just remember it, I reinforce it. And it feels so much better to masturbate when I'm reinforcing my programming that I have to...I didn't even leave the house on Saturday. I just spent the whole day in bed touching myself, fingering my pussy and rubbing my clit until I was sore and then I'd rub my nipples, tweak and pinch and fondle my breasts while I programmed myself." Louise knew the things she was saying were shocking, even lewd, but she was losing control of her arousal. She just hoped Rhonda would understand. "And it felt so fucking good, I couldn't stop myself, I didn't want to stop myself. Even when I got hungry, I couldn't stop, I just fixed a sandwich with one hand while masturbating with the other, I fucked myself until I passed out, and I didn't do much sleeping today either, I just sank deeper and deeper into the programming. It was so hard to stop myself, Rhonda. "Even once I did, I had such a hard time coming here, I kept finding reasons to delay. I told myself I smelled like sex and I needed to clean up and then spent an hour masturbating with the showerhead. I finally managed to get to you, but...my head is all fucked up now. I need you to help me, help me stop myself from programming myself. She's in my head now, I can't fight her on my own, and she's going to come back for me, I just know it. She's just waiting until all that programming sinks in too deep for me to ever fight it ever again, and then she's going to take me and I'm going to be hers forever." And oh, fuck do I want that. Rhonda just kept stroking her forehead, calming her fears. "It's alright," she said. "You're safe with me, you're always safe with me." Louise sighed softly, relaxing just a little for the first time in days. Her eyes began to slip closed, whether from the herbal tea or Rhonda's gentle ministrations she wasn't sure, but she felt like she could finally fall asleep and maybe she wouldn't dream of lesbian orgies and being gang-banged by butch girls with strap-ons. She felt safe and warm and calmed and soothed, just lying there in Rhonda's lap and letting the relaxation wash over her. A stray thought suddenly nagged at her, popping up out of the depths of her subconscious and refusing to go away on its own. "Rhonda," she asked, "how did we meet?" Rhonda just kept stroking her forehead, those touches just easing away her worries. "You don't need to worry about it," she said in a soft, firm, soothing voice. "It was probably at a club or something. It doesn't matter." Louise exhaled deeply as Rhonda's other hand moved from her shoulder to her breast. "doesn't...matter..." she sighed out, her eyes slipping closed so that she could just focus on the feel of Rhonda's fingers tweaking her nipples. Rhonda said something else after that, said a lot of other things after that, but Louise didn't worry about what they were. She just lay there, so grateful that she'd come to Rhonda for help. Rhonda would take all her worries away, take away all those silly thoughts of freedom and heterosexuality and turn her into the obedient lesbian slut she'd always secretly wanted to be. Louise couldn't even remember why she'd wanted to fight this. She was so glad that Rhonda had programmed her to come here whenever she thought about fighting this. She was so glad that Rhonda's fingers felt so perfect on her breasts, teasing out every bit of pleasure, leaving her dazed and mindless and horny and obedient. She was so glad to cum for her Mistress now. THE END Help Me Rhonda Chapter 1 -- A Not So Boring Weekend "Hey... honey... look!" I heard Rhonda's voice in the far corner of the room. She was standing there, with one ample breast slid out of her camisole. Her left hand wrapped around it, squeezing her breast as I looked over. I quickly looked behind me. No one seemed to notice her standing over in the corner of the convention center. I looked back to my wife who had pulled out the other breast and was now pushing them up with both hands and making her sexy face. She quickly turned around and adjusted herself as the gentleman whom had been talking to someone next to her began to move. I saw a smile on her face as she turned her head over her shoulder. Within minutes she was sitting next to me again at our table. Leaning in she kissed my cheek and whispered in my ear. "Did you like my little show, honey?" I turned my head and gave her the biggest smile I could muster. "Hell yea, I did." I said lip locking with my wife. She giggled when the kiss broke and the loudspeaker began to interrupt our flirting. "Ladies and gentleman we here at Sharps, McGovern and Wailings welcome you and hope you enjoy the festivities that have been planned for your weekend..." The loudspeaker started to become background noise as I sipped my Long Island Iced Tea while we scoped out the room. It was the same as it always was. Stuffy businessmen and women anchored to their spouses for a rudimentary retreat. It was starting to look like it was going to be another boring weekend, simply to get bonus points with the higher ups for showing up. Or at least I thought... The dinner they had given us was not too terrible, even though I would have preferred it just be my wife and I at the local Applebee's. The conversation during the initial festivities wasn't too terrible either, although I mostly only talked with my wife. Another couple sat at our table, but they were far from interesting and as the evening wound down I glanced at my wife who was doing a fine job faking interest at whatever Mr. and Mrs. Midwest were talking about. Finally, they excused themselves claiming an early start for tomorrow and I was left alone with my sexy brunette wife once again. As she twirled her hair and glanced around the room I was so drawn to her. She was incredible and the treat which sparked my anticipation of returning to our hotel room tonight. "I love you." I said catching her attention. She smiled at me. She had her free hand on my thigh as I began to nuzzle my nose into her exposed neck. I loved it when she wore her hair the way she had today. It was a sort of an updo but aloud for lengthy pieces to fall in front of her face. Her dark brown eyes caught mine as I smiled at her. "Well..." she started removing her hand from my thigh. She grabbed her water glass and took a drink before setting it back down. "Are you up for some fun?" She asked with a devious twinkle about her. "What do you have in mind?" I asked, still smiling at her. Her eyes started drifting around the room as she was obviously scheming. I was always excited when my wife came up with interesting fun things to "play" at. She was a true exhibitionist and that was just fine with me, since I was a voyeur and loved her even more for it. Rhonda and I had been married coming up on ten years and there was never a shortage of excitement when it came to her... freedom, shall we say? We were very open with our feelings, fantasies and pretty much each other. She was truly my best friend as well as the love of my life. From our first date, I was totally captivated by this woman. It was then she alluded to the fact that she was willing to show me the goods no matter who was around. In turn, I was quick to encourage her every chance I got and our love story began in a very playful, naughty whirlwind. It didn't take long till we were fucking like rabbits in every remote location she could find and doing some of the most incredible things I'd ever done in my life. Like, the time she gave me a blowjob on a public bus or when she skinny dipped in the lake behind the police station. Needless to say, it did not take me long to fall head over heels for this woman. She returned her view to me and flashed a quick grin as she got up from her chair. Walking away from me, she looked over her shoulder back at me. "Well... come on, then." She said and I immediately got up and quickly followed. Her pace was steadfast as we dipped and weaved in and out of the remaining guests. "Where are we going?" I asked falling behind. She did not answer, yet motioned for me to hurry up. Eventually our jaunt had come to a conclusion as I realized we had made our way out of the banquet room and into the hall that leads to the attached hotel. Quickly she did a 180 to check her surroundings and then reached her hand under her skirt. My eyes widened as I could guess where this was going. She flicked her lace G-string she had just removed at me then turned and started her walk again, flipping up the back end of her skirt to expose her naked buttocks. I caught the undergarments and caught a whiff of her sweet aroma as I wadded them up shoving them into my pants pocket. Quickly, with a tingle in my cock and a skip to my heartbeat, I followed my naughty wife eager to see what she had intended for tonight. To my surprise we were not returning to the banquet room, but instead headed to the hotel. That was odd, I thought to myself. All the people were in the staging area, as they liked to call it. Never the less, I followed eagerly awaiting what my deviant wife had up her sleeve. She paused as we reached the catwalk connecting the hotel to the convention center and she slowed a bit, looking behind her to make sure I was still close. Looking ahead again, before she began walking once more she quickly lifted her skirt to her waist and allowed me the view of her ample ass as she scurried down the footbridge. I noticed my mouth was producing an insane amount of saliva as I once again, eagerly followed her. She came to the end of the catwalk and looked left, then right. Turning to face me, she once again pulled up her skit this time exposing her clean shaven pussy for my enjoyment. I almost reached up to her at this point, but my attempting to touch her uncovered area was for not, as she quickly turned and was again on her task. "Come along now... you don't want to be late" she said, her voice trailing off. I stepped up my pace to an almost jog, but still felt I was lagging behind. Finally, she stopped at a double-sided door. I looked at the marking to the side, "Pool Area". I smirked at her and began to feel my pants forming the usual tent. Before walking through the doors she turned and looked at me with that devilish grin she was so good at. Again, she lifted her skirt and exposed her hairless crevice. She slid her hand down her body, reaching her spot; she spread the pussy wide at the lips. Then removed her hand, stuck two fingers in her mouth and gave a little moan as she disappeared into the pool area. The pool area was laid out like most four star hotels, a very nice heated pool that looked to extend to 9' and a small alcove with a sauna tub connecting. That's when I noticed we were not alone. Sitting in the sauna tub was an older, balding gentleman and as I looked at my wife I could see the disappointment form on her face. Then, it changed drastically and seemed like she got another one of her fabulous ideas. "You don't mind if I swim, do you?" Rhonda asked the man. He looked up at her and began to shake his head with a smile. She looked back at me, walked over to the pool and lifted her camisole over her head. Next, she slid her skirt down and with one swift motion unhooked and flung her bra to a lounge chair. I could see the man slide to the edge of the sauna tub and prop his arms over as he watched my now naked wife, prepare to dive into the pool. Watching the man out of the corner of her eye, she planted her toes on the edge of the pool raised her arms above her head and then dove. Her body was so beautiful. She only stood at about 5'5" but there were curves in all the right places. She had a hefty D cup breast, with rosy pink nipples and her body was always the perfect amount of tan. Her bottom always made me think of an apple and her legs... her legs were just perfect in my opinion. Muscular enough but not overtly big, I always blamed it on the jogging she did like it was heroine or some other addictive substance. She did say she got 'high' off the rush of brisk morning jogs. She swam to the far side of the pool and turned under water, not coming up until she reached her starting point. When she did come up for air, her updo hair style was ruined, but only added to her sexiness. She brushed the water away from her face, spitting some down her chest. She looked at me with an ear to ear grin. "Want to join?" She said standing before me, naked in the public hotel pool. I looked over at the man who seemed to be waiting for my answer. "Uh..." I murmured. "Hell son, if you don't I will." He said from a distance. I gave a little laugh and began unbuttoning my shirt. Kicking off my shoes I tossed the shirt to the chair she had tossed her clothes. I put my hands on my belt buckle and looked at my wife. She gave a nod and I undid the belt and slid down my pants. Walking them over to the lounge chair in only my boxer shorts I heard Rhonda once more. "Don't be a prude Ty" she said. Obviously she was referring to the shorts I still had on, and not turning around to her I simply slipped them down and kicked them to the side. My erection was easily noticed by all, I could guess as I walked over to the pool edge. Cannon balling in I let out a rather large splash to engulfed Rhonda as she gave a little scream. She splashed me back in a playful way. "You got me all wet, babe." I held my arms out, inviting her in and smirked. "Not yet I haven't." I said as we embraced. Grabbing her ass under the water I gave her a big tongue filled kiss. She eagerly allowed my probing and joined the tongue dance with her own as she hiked one leg over my hip. I soon realized my grabbing was spreading her ass cheeks and most likely giving the man in the sauna tub a decent view of her pussy lips. I was evident that Rhonda realized this as well because she moved purposefully in a way that my hand was very close to entering her cunt. "I want to fuck you, right now" she whispered to me clenching her hand around my hard cock. Over her shoulder I looked toward the man in the sauna tub. Yep, sure enough he was still watching not even trying to hide that fact. I allowed her to slide my cock inside her pussy as I gripped her leg that was thrown over my hip. She began to splash the water around us and let out a hefty moan upon penetration. "Oh fuck Ty, that's nice" she said gazing into my eyes. I leaned closer and stuck my tongue in her inviting mouth as she slapped her pussy up and down on my cock in the water. Eventually we moved closer to the edge of the pool and as I sat down on the shallow step. She now had an easier time mounting me with her feet on the step. She then began to bounce up and down with ease. She gave me deep tongue filled kisses as she bounced, sliding her tongue in heavy and deep then withdrawing slowly. She bit my bottom lip with a nibble as she spoke "Fuck me baby, oh god fuck me". And fuck her I did, gently squeezing her tits as she neared her sweat agony of orgasmic pleasure. After her orgasm subsided I flipped her over, mounting her from behind and slid my cock back into her. We were now entirely out of the water and I was doggy fucking her against the railing that led into the shallow end of the pool. She gripped the railing hard and met my thrusts with the momentum of her ass. Just knowing the man in the sauna tub was still watching me fuck my wife excited me and as she reached around to spread her ass cheek to the side... the site of her cleanly shave asshole was more than I could endure. She must have felt it in my thrusts because just in time and without missing a beat she shot me a look as she ordered my next move. "Cum all over my ass, baby" she said. And I did just that. Whipping my dick out of her pussy I jerked the largest load I'd jerked in quite some time all over her ass. Well, most of it hit her ass although some hit her back, her hair and yes even her face that was still turned to my view. As I finished exploding all over her beautiful body she forced her ass backward, which allowed my semi-erect cock to slide back into her without trouble. She pumped a few more times and moaned her last few moans. With that she turned around, kissed me and stepped out of the pool. I stood there in the shallow end of the pool, my deflating cock in front of me as I watched my sexy wife prance across the pool area to her clothes. Damn, I loved this woman! She began to put her clothes on and while zipping her skirt looked at the man in the sauna tub, with her bare tits still exposed. "I'm sorry for the interruption" she said smiling. "Oh no... not an interruption at all" I heard him answer. I laughed to myself as I walked over to where she was and began to dress myself. We made it to our hotel room and she immediately planted herself on the bed, back down. I walked to the side and looked down at her with a huge smile on my face. "Was that a good start to the weekend?" "Oh yes. Yes it was" I replied leaning down to kiss her. The next morning I awoke to find the room was empty. I laid there for a minute remembering the adventure my wife had led me on last night and began to feel my already hard cock. Damn, I thought to myself, maybe this wasn't going to be such a bad weekend after all. As I rolled out of the queen sized bed I put my elbows on my knees and ran my hands through my hair. Giving myself a second to collect my thoughts, I paused. Just then the room door flung open and before me was my sexy wife, Rhonda. She was dressed in her work out attire as I realized that's why she was gone so early. She smiled at me as she came closer and jumped behind me in the bed. Wrapping her arms around my mid-section she leaned her mouth against my ear. "And how is Mr. Sleepyhead this morning" she asked me nibbling on my earlobe. "Still in awe baby" I said turning and kissing her mouth. She pouted her lips at me. "Seriously, Ten years and I still surprise you?" I laughed at her fake shock. "Baby, you know you never cease to amaze and surprise me." I kissed her again. She rolled around and got out of the bed, holding her hand out to me. "Come on; let's see what trouble we can get in today." She said with that scheming smile on her face. We stepped into the banquet room at half past ten, just in time for the usual Saturday activity lists to be given out. Finding an unoccupied table we sat and took one of the lists that had been piled on the tables. "Scavenger hunt!" Rhonda exclaimed. "Oooh can we do that?" She excitedly asked me. I nodded with a laugh. I scanned the list. Other than what had Rhonda so excited it seemed like the usual boring job fare type shit. The scavenger hunt did sound like it would suck the least, so I settled on the fact that my entire Saturday would be in Rhonda's very capable and naughty hands. I tossed the paper aside as Rhonda crashed into me sticking her mouth to my ear. "Oh my god Ty, look who it is" She said giving an unnoticed point across the room. Yep, it was in fact the man from the sauna tub. I laughed with her and made few ahs and oohs. Her face was notably a reddish shade as she threw her hand over mouth attempting to stifle the laughter. This was interesting as my wife rarely showed embarrassment. Perhaps it was because it was my work retreat, but I did not recognize the man and as there were several companies here this weekend I really didn't care who he was either. "Don't forget the lunch buffet will be served immediately following this morning's activities" The loudspeaker moaned on as I tossed the list back onto the table. I threw my arm around Rhonda's shoulder as she leaned more into me. Reaching down and kissing her cheek I asked "Are you ready to head out?" She gave a nod and began to stand up. I couldn't help but notice she seemed to be hiding her face in her hair from the man from the sauna tub as we walked out of the door. I laughed to myself as we entered the hallway. "So, any plans I should be aware of today?" I asked as we walked hand in hand down the hall to the first clue on the list. She began to sway our hands with force. "Um..." she was awfully giddy today I noticed. "What rules do I have to follow?" I stopped walking which caused her to stumble backward with my tug of her arm. She walked up and got in my face as to fake a school yard standoff. "What" she asked trying her best to look scary. I smiled at her attempt. "Do I need to place rules on these plans?" She shrugged her shoulders and threw her arms outward. "I don't know... I might do something very naughty and crazy today." I could see her smile even though she was trying desperately to hide it as she leaned in and planted a wet kiss on my lips. I thought for a moment as I knew just how naughty Rhonda could get. Finally I decided to throw caution to the wind and let her have complete autonomy over our weekend. "No. No rules this weekend." Her eyes widened as I spoke. "Are you sure, babe?" She asked beginning to once more nibble my bottom lip. "I trust you. I love you. Free reign all weekend." I said feeling confident with my decision. Her eye brow rose as I could see the wheels turning in her plot machine. "You do realize what you're letting me do, right?" She asked a final time. I nodded as I saw a rush of delight wash over her. I knew my wife and how she could get. She did always seem to hold back, for my benefit and I was now letting the reigns loose and I was not only okay with the possibilities, but somewhat eager to see how far she would push the envelope when given a chance. As we approached the bistro, which was first on the list of scavenger's we would be hunting I was still amazed at the look my wife had on her face. She seemed more like a kid in a candy store than anything else. I wondered what she would come up with. Hell, I wondered just how naughty she could get. All in all, I was very willing to find out. This was going to be exciting. The smell of freshly cooked bread was over powering and I found myself getting very hungry as we walked into the bistro. There was one man behind the counter and a couple sitting at the back. It was only about eleven in the morning, so that was understandable although I thought with the scavenger hunt involving at least a few hundred people, they would have been a little busier. Rhonda turned and faced me cutting off my jaunt to the man at the counter. "No rules, right?" She asked again placing her hands palms down on my chest. "Correct." I said. She leaned in and shoved her tongue into my mouth until she found mine. Our tongues danced for several seconds before she broke the kiss. "Wait here." She turned and walked over to the man behind the counter. He was fairly young, maybe a few years younger than us and seemed to be well kept. I watched as Rhonda got his attention and then slowly began to slide her hand up and down his arm as they spoke. The oddest part of all this was the erection I noticed growing in my pants. That was new, but I watched on. I then saw her run her hand up and grip his bicep. She let out a laugh as if he was telling her a joke. He reached under the counter and handed her and envelope. She glanced back at me and smiled then turned and full kissed him on the mouth. There was definitely tongue involved in that kiss I noticed. Help Me Rhonda I felt my erection grow again as it was now accompanied with pangs of jealousy in my stomach. That hollow empty feeling. This was a very weird sensation. She disengaged her lips from his and quickly walked by me, patting her hand on my butt as I followed her out of the bistro. Back out on the street she rested her head on my shoulder as we walked. She slid her hand in mine and stopped and pulled me to face her. "Still good?" She asked obviously scared I was getting jealous. I nodded. "Yes still good, babe." She leaned in and gave me a kiss full on now. At least I wasn't left out I thought to myself with a chuckle as I felt her tongue explore the inside of my mouth. "Just say if I go too far at any time because if I don't hear you complain, I'm going to assume its fair game." Her eyes twinkled with excitement as she talked. "So I'm not holding back and I'm just going to spur of the moment whatever I want type of thing." Again I gave a nod still reconciling with what I had felt in the bistro. I began to feel like I was forcing myself to not only accept anything she could dish out, but enjoy as much of it as I could. With that we were off to destination number two, statue in the town park. When we arrived at the park I did not see any statues. I looked over at Rhonda and turns out she did not either. This was odd. We decided it best that we should search the park and her idea was, of course to split up to cover more ground. As I walked alone, looking for the mysteriously unseen statue I began to get those feelings again. It was an unexpected arousing jealously. My mind began to race at all the possible things she could be doing. It was agony yet I was enjoying the feeling at the same time. I realized I had been so lost in my own thoughts about what Rhonda would possibly do that I had ventured far from the path and was now surrounded by a hell of a lot of trees. I stopped and turned back the way I had come. Finding the path again, I proceeded in the opposite direction trying to find our starting point. I found myself having to adjust my hard on which for some odd reason seemed to be raging. Was this from Rhonda's unexpected game at the bistro or was this mere anticipation? I tried my best to focus on my task at hand but Rhonda and her threats seemed to shove all else out of my mind. Our entire relationship, even before marriage she had always been so submissive. I tried several times to get her to play dominant but to no avail. I wonder what happened. If it was simply because she needed the okay to do so, I was really going to have to kick myself for that one. As I walked around a corner I came across Rhonda standing in a group of young men. She had her obvious flirty way about her and I stayed out of sight to watch my wife. I wondered how far she would go this weekend and figured this would be a good barometer to judge. I leaned up against a tree off to the side of the path as I watched her in a nearby clearing. She was noticeably touching the men's arms and chests more than she usually does, even though Rhonda has always been a touchy feely girl. She was laughing more than she needed to as well. Yep, I was certain she was flirting with about four rather attractive young men in the middle of this foreign park. My interest peaked as one of the young men began equally touching her. He had his hand planted firmly on the small of her back as I thought about how she decided not to wear a bra today. Her purple halter top was a very thin piece of fabric and all that was housing her breasts. If she began to get aroused, everyone would be able to see her beautiful nipples poke through. My cock began to grow again. Man, what the hell was that I wondered to myself, adjusting my area from behind a tree as I spied on my wife. She dipped her head down and covered her mouth as she laughed at their jokes. The brave one who had stuck his hand on her back seemed to be rubbing up and down, every once in a while 'accidentally' brushing her ass. She wore tight jean shorts today allowing her beautiful tanned legs to lead the eye to her sexy sandals. As their backs were toward me I really only had a good view of Rhonda at present time and I noticed her notice me. She smiled. Then, all of the sudden the laughter caused her to crash into Mr. hand on her back and she hugged around him to catch her balance. I chuckled to myself as that was the fakest thing I had ever seen. No Oscar for that one babe, not this time. As she composed herself and moved back to her previous position she smiled at me again. The guys seemed to be saying goodbye but the one lagged behind a bit. I saw her hold her hand out and it looked as if she was pointing to her wedding ring. He threw his arms in the air as if to show he didn't care. She laughed and walked closer to him. Flashing me another smile she leaned in and started kissing him. I could not tell where his hands were but hers were clearly squeezing his ass. The kiss didn't last long and he scurried away as it broke. She on the other hand, walked over to me with an ear to ear grin on her face. "Hey babe" she said as she jumped on me and shoved her tongue in my mouth. It was an unusual feeling at first but soon I found myself intertwining my tongue with hers. She wiped the saliva from her face as she eased back. "Still good?" She questioned once again. I didn't hesitate with my nod. "So..." I began to think of how to word what I wanted to know. She just looked at me with that same look of excitement. "What's your end game, here?" She got even closer to me and slid her hands down my body. Grabbing my ass she kissed me again. Then, as she pulled back she slid her hands to my crotch and began to kneed my package. "Well... it looks like you're enjoying it." She said with a giggle. It was true. I was enjoying it. Today had been downright awesome. Hell, so far this weekend had been downright awesome. But, I had to know what she was trying to get to if anything. "Seriously, what's going to be the big finish?" I asked straining my words a bit. She shrugged, "I'm not sure yet" her smile never left her face. We turned and began to walk together as she slid her hand down and held mine. To Be Continued...