23 comments/ 274911 views/ 42 favorites Magic Pills By: jackiegirl199 Joe and Jackie had been together for over 3 years, and in all that time Joe remained sexually frustrated. It wasn’t that Jackie didn’t enjoy sex, or that she didn’t willingly give herself to Joe, but she wasn’t the least inclined to be adventurous or experimental in their lovemaking. Try as he might, Joe just wasn’t able to overcome her Catholic school ideas of sex being somehow dirty, or naughty. Often during their few years together Joe had taken her shopping for sexy clothing and underwear. She would model them for him at home, but so far had never set foot outside the house in crotchless panties or a see-through blouse. The physical sex was much the same. Jackie was eager to have sex, but grew more reluctant as Joe became more imaginative. She gave great head, or at least Joe thought she did, except she had never allowed him to finish in her mouth. She passively allowed him to cum on her breasts, then rather than reveling in their lovemaking, quickly got up to wash before continuing to play. Joe considered sex to be both mental and physical, and to him the mental was much more fun, and with each passing year became more so. The play, the tease, the experiments, and the danger of semi-public frolic turned him on. His fantasies were not the wam-bam thank you ma’am of a teenager, but more the involved exhibitionism and wantonness of having his own personal nymphomaniac. Over the years his fantasies became more pornographic, growing from the original sexy clothes and a blow job in the car, to flashing strangers in a bar then fucking the whole lot of them. Despite his hints, gentle leading and even bribery, Jackie seemed to show no interest in moving their sex from the bedroom and the bland. Joe wanted more! Joe also wanted Jackie and not some bimbo with no brains, no class and a hot pussy. He decided to find out if he could somehow have what he wanted. Joe knew that in this modern age of science almost anything was possible. He began to research the Internet for information that might help. He found countless domination sites that offered to train women, or men, to serve a master. This wasn’t really what he wanted. He encountered hundreds, no thousands of sites offering this pill or that to increase the sex drive of male or female. It wasn’t that Jackies sex drive was low, just that her inhibitions were high. Finally he resorted to posting queries on a couple of sexually oriented bulletin boards. He explained his situation and what he wanted, a sex partner with no inhibitions and a lot of imagination. He also outlined his dilemma, he loved Jackie and did not want to lose her. He resigned himself to wait for some useable reply and settled back into his routine of masturbating to his fantasies. xxx Jackie was not a beauty queen, but she did know that she was cute. She had the homegrown good looks of Central Texas. She set off her baby fawn soft brown eyes with equally soft, luxuriant brown hair. Standing just 5 foot and 2 inches and weighing 115 pounds she had enough meat on her bones, as she termed it, not to be uncomfortable to cuddle. Her breast were a high and firm 34B that she kept toned, along with the rest of her body with tennis and swimming. She looked good in a tennis skirt. Actually, Jackie thought, the tennis outfit of short skirt and tight top was the most risqué thing she ever wore. Jackie was no idiot! She knew Joe was becoming more frustrated by their sex life. She really wished she could let loose more, be more like what he wanted, but the early training plagued her mind. She was a turmoil of conflicting thoughts, needs and fears. Her biggest concern, when she really pondered it was what Joe would really think of her if she did do the things that he wanted. After all, what kind of girl does that? She had come very close a couple of times, almost agreeing to leave the house dressed in a short skirt and no panties, or a thin blouse over bare breast. Each time she had chickened out. She had made love to him with her mouth, bring him right to the edge, then at the last second backed off to have him cum on her breasts. Joe thought that she got up to wash because she was shamed, and she was, but not by the love fluids on her body. She berated herself for not lasting that extra second or two to really please her man, and experience for herself his pleasure. Almost a year ago Jackie had unintentionally followed Joe onto the Internet. She had brought up the home page and clicked history to return to a site that she had used earlier that day. There she found a trail to all the sites that her lover had visited recently. Of course she had to peek into his adventures. She was shocked! She was aghast at the sites he had viewed. She was hurt. Jackie spent several days pouting over Joe’s Internet perversions. She didn’t bring it up to him as she worked it all out in her head. She was hurt, and considered this almost cheating on her. She also knew that Joe had, in one subtle fashion or another, expressed all these desires to her over the years. Jackie started returning to the computer on a regular basis to see where Joe wandered, what his fantasy of the day was. What had been shock gradually became curiosity. Her initial sessions last only the few minutes it took to check the sites of choice that day, but soon she found hours passing as she reviewed each offering. Jackie realized that she was undergoing some changes when she found her hand stroking between her legs as she watched a particularly nasty video Joe had downloaded. Still she wasn’t able to overcome her big fear of letting loose, especially now that she had established her almost puritanical standards in Joe’s mind. Oh God, what to do, she mussed repeatedly. One evening, while Joe was out playing basketball she keyed up the computer and followed her lovers trail. There seemed to be some different sites this time, and as she clicked onto them she found saved passwords that let her into a chat room. Joe’s online identity popped up. Jackie was afraid to look further. She had a fear that Joe had carried his online antics to the next step and had an affair going. After a little trial and error she found his postings on the site, and read them with both amazement and relief. The goofy sexfiend was trying to find some scientific way to turn her into a slut! She almost laughed as she read the posting, it was so sweet and so dumb. He wanted a pill, or cream, or gizmo, or device that would make her over into a totally wanton and free spirited sex machine. As he put it, “something that would free her body from the confines of her mind.” She lay in the tub that night and an idea began to germinate. If there really was such a pill, if an outside source made a person different, then she wouldn’t be responsible, she wouldn’t, couldn’t be judged by the “old” standards that had ruled her life. xxx Joe checked for replies from his posting every night for the first week or so. He got plenty of them early on, all from crackpots, idiots or perverts and he replied to none of them. Gradually he checked less often, and most times there was no reply after the first couple of weeks. One day he dialed in from the office, just a last frustrated stab, hoping that maybe something had turned up. To his surprise there was a new answer, and as he read it his hope rose. To Joe hopeful and frustrated I am a research doctor at Baylor College and I specialize in hormone and enzyme studies. We are testing a new compound that shows remarkable side effects I think you will be interested in. Originally designed as a hormone supplement for menopausal women the drug had absolutely no effect as intended, and no other effect we can detect except to raise the libido of the taker. The effect seems to be cumulative and progressive over about a 3 week period, and to put it bluntly makes a woman “horny as hell” to quote one subject in the study. The other manifestation, and I consider this more of interest, is that the subject becomes very susceptible to suggestion. Almost un-noticed at first, the subject wants to please, and by the end of the third week is anticipating the desires of key people in her life in an effort to please them. The College has discontinued all testing and is in fear of legal action. The much raised libido combined with the desire to make herself “pleasing” lead to some very embarrassing situations. One researcher was actually caught receiving oral sex from a subject. He claimed she would not take no for an answer. If this interest you please contact me, it seems I have an unaccounted for surplus of the medication available to me. Once again I assure you, it has no other effects on a person. “The Mad Scientist” Joe read the comments over and over, not really believing, but becoming more hopeful with each reading. Finally he sent a reply to the mad scientist. Back and forth they conversed, Joe digging out all the information he could, while the Doctor did all he could to protect his identity and assure Joe that the drug was safe and “harmless”. Joe wrestled with the ethics of his situation, but it was really a one sided match between his hard dick and soft conscience. A few days later he requested a supply of the miracle drug. The mad scientist replied with instructions for giving the drug, one pill dissolved in a drink, coffee, water or alcohol, twice a day. He also requested Joe to keep in touch with updates as to the effects of the experiment, assuring Joe that he was not a pervert, but had a genuine scientific interest in the testing. By the end of the week Joe had his supply of pills. They came in a blank prescription bottle of 60 very small pills. That evening Jackie got her first dose, a pill in her wine with diner. She had really been in a good mood the past couple of weeks and made no comment as she tasted the unusually sweat flavor of the red wine. They made love that night, Joe being more attentive to her pleasure than usual, not that he was normally too self centered about sex. Jackie dozed off, feeling very relaxed and loved as they cuddled together. It was Joe’s habit to bring Jackie her first cup of coffee in bed each morning, and it was a little perk she really enjoyed. She took her coffee black and unsweetened, and yet this cup had a definite sweat taste to it. The second cup, taken after her shower was the usual black kick in the butt that she liked from her java. Dressed and ready for work Jackie gave Joe a big sloppy kiss and headed off. This repeated for 2 more days and Joe bided his time, following the mad scientist advise that it would take 72 hours for the effects to begin. xxx Jackie really was feeling more randy the past couple of days. Joe had been really nice to her, almost as if he were feeling guilty about something. Though it had been 2 days since their last sex they had been flirting and teasing more than usual. Joe had planned a night out for the weekend and was teasing her about wearing something sweat and sexy for him. She kept telling him it wasn’t the package that mattered, but what was inside. Now she found herself looking forward to getting home and tempting Joe into bed early for some play. She didn’t normally think of sex at work, but today her mind wandered to it several times. She smiled. The front door opened and it was Jackie’s cue to walk across the bedroom. Passing the open door she was on full view to Joe. Naked, drying her body with a towel she crossed the room. Of course it worked. Joe was there in the doorway immediately, watching her as she toweled her hair. She wiggled her hips and walked to him, taking him in her arms to crush her breasts against him as she took his tongue with hers. She felt his erection grow instantly. “How about helping me out here?” she asked. “Sure, doing what?” he replied. “Well I’m almost done with my priming, but I still need to shave my bikini line, can you do it for me?” Joe’s grin widened from ear to ear as he grabbed the razor from her dressing table. “Lay down and let me at it!” he laughed. Jackie spread her towel on their bed and then spread herself on top of that. Joe was dashing about getting some hot water in a basin, a hand towel and her shaving gel. Piling all that on the bed he quickly stripped off his clothes and walked to the foot of the bed. He looks kind of dumb, she thought. Standing there with that silly grin and his dick sticking up in the air. She scooted down so her feet could hang off the bed and rest on the low footboard. This let Joe reach her to shave her without having to crawl up onto the bed himself. Placing her hands behind her head she opened her legs and Joe went to work. “You really should let me take it all off,” he said. “No, not yet,” she replied surprising herself. She was full of surprises to herself tonight. The shaving had been a spur of the moments impulse, very unlike her. She was glad she had given into it. She was more surprised that she had insinuated that she might let him shave her completely. He had playfully hinted at it a few times and she had always quickly denied him. The warm towels, the creamy feel of the lather, the rasp of the razor, and most of all the touch of his hands soon had Jackie in very aroused state. She could tell he was taking liberties with her bush, moving it higher than she normally had it. He shaved her lips and left her a small triangle starting at the top of her slit. She smiled. Soon the hot towels came again, to clean her up. Playful hands followed these. She was moist, and ready as Joe slipped a finger into her. He had such good hands she thought. He curled his finger around and slowly began to stroke that oh so tender spot inside her. Her hips raised off the bed, as her eyes closed and she gave into the feeling running through her. His tongue replaced his hand. As it slithered across her bare lips to taste her she shuttered, forcing her hips into him. The contact of his lips and tongue on her bare skin drove her wild, and when he finally centered in on her clit she exploded almost at once. Joe didn’t stop, he continued to flick her and her hips jerked up again as another wave began to wash over her. She rode one orgasm to the next for several minutes as Joe licked and sucked on her love. Never had Jackie felt like this, never had she climaxed so hard or often. She was actually panting as she lay trying to recover. Joe just waited, running his hands lovingly over her legs and belly. Her breath slowly returned to normal. She raised up on her elbows and look at him. “Oh fuck,” she said, “if I had let you shave it bald it probably would have killed me!” Joe wasn’t used to hearing such things as fuck from her, but at this minute she looked well fuck. “Your turn now big boy,” she smiled, “climb up here in my spot.” “You’re not going to shave me?” he asked her. “No, but I might suck it all off!” Joe took her spot on the bed and Jackie stood between his legs. She reached out and wrapped her hands around his hard cock. Slowly she began to pump, up and down. Her face lowered to him and her mouth opened. Her tongue flicked out to tease him, first touching the head, then sliding up the length. Slowly she began to take him in her mouth. Very slowly she lowered her face over him. No other motion, no words, just the slow swallowing of her lover. She held him deep in her mouth while she slipped her hands between his legs and began to massage his testicles. His legs opened farther, allowing her better access. Still she held her mouth still. Her hand slid farther back to play with his ass. Still she held him steady in her mouth. Her eyes meet his and she could see the want, the pleasure verging on pain and the love in them. Her eyes twinkled, with mischief and excitement. All at once she started to move. Her head bobbed, her hand pumped, her tongue danced, all making love to his throbbing dick in her mouth. Her eyes remained locked on his. His dick was wet from her mouth and she was making slurping noises as she attacked him. She watched him, and felt him. When his hips raised, his eyes closed and his body began to vibrate she pushed the tip of one finger into his ass. Joe exploded. It seemed to be almost one continuous orgasm for him, but Jackie felt each pulse as it hit her throat. Some slid right down her throat, some boiled out the side of her mouth and some remained trapped as she continued to bob on his cock. Finally Joe grabbed her hair and pulled her off as he became super sensitive. She cuddled her face against his belly and thought with great satisfaction about her first “complete” blow job. It had turned her on almost as much as it had Joe. She pulled herself up and knee walked over his supine body. When her knees were over his shoulders he opened his eyes again to stare up at his earlier handiwork. She lowered to him and his mouth covered her. She rode his mouth with an easy paced motion as his tongue brought her to pleasures she had denied herself too long. They slept very well that night. The next morning, Friday, she woke him by playing with his morning erection. When he was wide awake she sent him after coffee. The first cup had the now familiar sweat taste. She varied her morning routine slightly, but significantly, remaining nude until just before it was time to leave, then dressing as he watched. He repeatedly tried to encourage her back to bed, and couldn’t keep his hands off her bare breasts, but she resisted not only him, but her own impulses to jump in the sack. Jackie was distracted that morning at work. Her mind kept wandering back to the previous night. At noon Joe called her. After the required small talk she asked, “Did you enjoy last night lover?” “Oh God yes!” he answered. “What have you got planned for tonight?” she inquired. “Diner and the theater,” he offered, then added, “and lots of sex!” They talked a few more minutes, each wishing the other was there, then kisses silly phone kisses and left each other to make it through the day. The rest of the afternoon she pondered the changes in her life. Letting Joe finish in her mouth was a major step for her, then sitting on his face and taking her pleasure in return, wow! And now all she could think about was getting it on with him again. What was coming over her? Joe said most of sex was mental, she thought, and I have sure been sitting here mentally masturbating. xxx Joe was home before her that night. He was revisiting the fantastic sex of the prior night as he showered. His hand played a steady rhythm on his hardon, lubricated by the shower soap. Oh shit, this was too good, he thought. These little pills really do work! He had been faithfully slipping two a day into her coffee and evening drink. The effects seemed to be unfolding just as the mad scientist had predicted. He had communicated with him earlier that afternoon, filling him in, giving probably too much detail, about the latest developments. The Doctor had written right back, informing him that if things went according to the past studies the suggestibility should be kicking in about now. He warned against using direct commands, but rather to use terms such as, it would please me, or I would be happy if, to lead her in the direction you want. He was thinking of that now, out of the shower and dressed in loose slacks and shirt. He heard Jackie come in, then saw her in the living room. He walked to her and asked, “OK kiddo, what do you want to eat tonight?” Jackie grabbed his belt with both hands and said, “Your hard dick!” She then dropped to her knees, opened his pant and took him into her mouth. OH man, he thought, this really is working! Then he tried a little experiment. “Jackie I loved cumming in your mouth last night, it was great! Right now I don’t want you to get me too excited because I would really love it if you would dress up for me and we could play and tease and make it really hot for later.” Magic Pills Ch. 02 This is the second part of Magic Pills. Originally it was not intended as a continued story, but the feedback I got was great and to be honest, this is a really fun tale to spin! If you have not read the first chapter you will have a real hard time understanding this story! Please take a few minutes and fill in the background. I am already working on chapter three! There is not a lot of hot and heavy sex in this chapter, but a lot of fantasy and it makes the transition to the next events. Please enjoy! Oh, by the way, I appreciate comments about my spelling and grammar, but be a bit more specific. If I have made a mistake tell me what it was! ***** Men can be such jerks, and my husband can be the jerkiest jerk of them all. That's what I was thinking as I read the message to the "Mad Scientist" from my darling. The asshole! To; Mad Scientist From; Horny Joe (Ain't that appropriate!) "Dear Doctor, My wife has now been undergoing "therapy" with your wonderful little pills for more than three months. The results have been amazing! She is a new woman, both in bed and out! As I have told you in the past our sex lives have been the best ever, even better than the best ever, because now she will do things that she wouldn't even consider in the past. She loves to dress sexy, is constantly horny and willing. It has been great! But I have told you all this already in our past communications. The reason for my message today is to ask you to include another needy husband in your experiment. I have been talking to my friend Alan about the pills and the effect they have on my wife. He is not at all convinced but will be coming for dinner with us tonight, along with his wife. When I have told him about the amazing results your magic pills have had with my wife he has responded with his tales of woe about the poor sex life that he suffers, but how he refuses to cheat on his wife who he loves very much. He has commented that if only there really was such a pill he would pay any price for some of them. I told him how my wife will now take me in her mouth and milk me dry, how she dresses sexily, shuns panties and bra most of the time and meets me at the door naked. He is skeptical to say the least! Tonight I hope to introduce him to the new Jackie. He hasn't seen her since just after we started our experiment, and still sees her as a duplicate of his wife Linda, uninterested in sex. Jackie and Linda have been friends longer that Al and I have known each other, they went to high school together. I'm a little concerned about her reaction, she hasn't seen Jackie either. They used to get together 3 or 4 times a week, but since Jackie has been focusing all her energies on me they have grown apart. I hope that the new Jackie doesn't freak them out too much. I know I am suppose to keep our agreement confidential, and I apologize for breaking the agreement, but Al is suffering, and eventually he will have to find a solution to his frustration. I ask you to help save another marriage. Like you did mine." "Just like a damn man!" I thought. It's not enough to get laid, they have to brag about it in the locker room too! Of course, I giggled, he did have something to brag about! I was mad on one hand and sympathetic on the other. I have known Linda since High School, like he said, and I have known and like Alan since I met Joe. They were inseparable after meeting in the service. When Joe and I started dating I set Linda up with Al, and they clicked right away. Linda has always been something of a tight ass. From the limited conversations we had about sex with our hubbies I knew things weren't so good for them in bed. She just referred to him as the pervert. It wouldn't hurt her to loosen up a bit, and Joe was right, sooner or later Alan would find a way to relieve his frustrations. Maybe that comment about saving a marriage wasn't too much of an exaggeration. What could I do? If I told Joe no pills for others I might be hurting my best friend. If I just sent him the pills and Al gave them to Linda nothing would happen and that might even be worse. If I told Linda the truth there was no way she would play along. What could I do? While I was sitting at the computer I punched up some "research" material and was soon letting one part of my mind solve the problem while the other part read some stories on Literotica. A little later that afternoon I called Linda. "Lin! Hi honey, how you doing?" I started out. "Not bad," came her reply, "I thought you disowned me, you haven't called in weeks!" "Sorry Lin, but I have been really busy. Joe and I had some things to work out." "Things you couldn't talk to your best friend about?" she asked me. "Oh Lin, I'm really sorry," I said really meaning it, "but this was, well different." "Look Lin I want to tell you all about it, everything! I want you to meet me for lunch tomorrow afternoon. Then I will fill you in on everything going on and I think you will understand." "But we're coming over for dinner tonight, why don't you just tell me then?" "Can't Lin, this has to be a girl talk, no guys around." "Well, ok, but I will die from curiosity till then you know!" She said. "Lin, one other thing Honey, you might be mad at me after tonight. Promise me that no matter what you will still meet me tomorrow, please?" "Hell girl, I've been mad at you lots of times before! Never stopped our friendship yet! What are you planning to do, burn the dinner?" "No…this is different, just promise me!" There was a subdued quality in her voice when she answered me, "You've said different twice now, What's different? Jackie are you ok?" I could hear the concern of my friend, "I'm fine Lin, in fact I have never been better or happier!" "Ok, I'll see for myself tonight!" After the talk with Linda I went to start the meal for our guests. I slipped an apron over my neck and tied it in back, covering my naked body in case of a splatter. I was naked, and that had become my usual state of dress around the house. After all it was more comfortable, and besides, it just made me fell better. I hummed along with the music as I played domestic for about an hour, until I heard Joe's car in the drive. I turned from the stove and slipped into a pair of heeled pumps I keep in the hallway for such occasions. I thought the white four inch heels would be very appealing with the pretty blue and white apron I wore. The bib of the apron barely covered my breasts and the hem just reached to below my pussy. Of course the back was completely open, leaving my bare butt exposed. I opened the front door and stood in the afternoon sunlight as I waited for Joe to come up the short walkway. Once inside he took me in his arms and kissed me. His hands cupped my ass. God I love the feel of his hands on my bare cheeks as they lift and press me against him. "How was your day?" I ask the love of my life. "It just got a whole lot better!" he replied. "Anything I can get you before we have to get dressed for company? I asked with a mischievous grin. "Well, now that you mention it," he said as he took my shoulders and turned me to face the back of the love seat in the living room. His hand on my back gave me all the instruction I needed. I bent over the cushions and parted my legs for him. I felt his hard dick press against me and slip smoothly inside. I was again amazed by how turned on I was in my new life. A few minutes ago I was at the stove without a sexual thought in my head and now my pussy was so wet he could just slip into me. Somewhere between stove and front door I had become very horny! Joe used full slow strokes as he plunged into me. His pace was a steady rhythm and his hands on my bare back moved me in step with him. I could take this all day long it felt so good! I felt the heat rising in us as Joe continued his rocking motion in and out of my now soaked pussy. Then he stopped! Crap! "I want you on edge tonight," he told me as he lifted and turned me to face him again. His lips found mine and our tongues danced together. "Hell, I'm on edge now, how about you dull it a little and re-sharpen it later!" "No, we have to get ready for our guests, after all you wouldn't want to make Linda and Al wait at the door until we got done, would you?" he teased. "Linda has a key," I reminded him, "she can get the table set while we finish!" He laughed and swatted my butt, "We need to go clean up and get ready." "You need a little clean up of your own," I observed as I slipped to my knees in front of him. His dick was still hard and wet from my juice as I took him in my mouth. I was hoping to get him to fuck me. I needed release. I didn't need to be this horny and try to deal with Linda and Al, especially knowing that the new Jackie was suppose to be on display tonight. He didn't fall for it! After a couple of minutes he pulled my head gently away and told me to go clean up for dinner. In our room upstairs I stood in front of the full length mirror and observed my naked body. I never used to like what I saw, was never comfortable looking at myself and damn sure didn't want others looking. In the corner of the glass I could see Joe watching as he dressed. "Not bad, huh?" I asked as I cupped my breasts. He came over and slipped his arms around my waist, "Honey, you are the sexiest and most beautiful woman I have ever seen?" Oh I like that. I know I'm not "the most beautiful" to anyone but him, but that's enough. XXXXXXX I don't think I'll ever get used to Jackie running around naked! Looking at her in the mirror, the image of her nude body held by me, my arms around her, just makes me about the happiest man alive. I know she is not beauty queen pretty, but to me she is the most attractive woman alive! I see another girl and I think, "I wonder what Jackie is doing right now?" I see hot outfit on some young thing and I think, "Jackie would look great in that!" There is no place in the world I would rather be than with her, wherever that might be. The changes in the past few months have been staggering. I know the Doctor said this would happen, but I still can't really believe how lucky I have been. When the woman who owns your heart also turns out to be the woman of your dreams, your fantasies, the world becomes a perfect place. I was really tempted earlier to let Jackie talk me into finishing our little fuck, or later to just let go in her mouth. She is the most incredibly sexy gal I have ever seen. It was hard to do but I have learned that if I keep her on edge, help her get hornier by teasing her and playing with her, she becomes more playful and willing, less inhibited. Like she really has any inhibitions left! God, what a dream! I have been talking to Al about the new Jackie for a couple of weeks now and he still just doesn't believe that there can really be that much of a change in her. Al and I have always talked about things and I used to bemoan my poor sex life right along with him. Now when I tell him how good things have gotten he thinks I'm full of it. Al and Linda have been almost a mirror image of us, married only a few months longer, childless by choice, and living in a very similar house just a couple of blocks over. The similarities didn't stop there. After about 2 years of marriage we both started to cry about the drop in sex in our lives, about the loss of interest on the part of our wives. We kidded about jacking off in the shower being the best sex we had that week. The kidding just hid the pain. We were both miserable, and both determined not to cheat. We talked about it, ogled the pretty girls and made crude remarks, but we loved our wives and didn't want to be unfaithful. After much self-debate about what was right I finally told Al about the Magic Pills last week. I explained the whole story to him and he just looked at me with doubtful eyes. Then I told him some of the more explicit changes in our sex like. When I got to the part about cumming in her mouth he stopped me. "Linda will just barely lick my dick and would kill me if I came in her mouth, I can't picture Jackie letting that happen either! You're just going to have to prove all this crap to me buddy!" So I invited him and Linda to dinner at our house. "You won't get to watch Jackie suck my dick," I told him, "but the changes you do see will convince you." Now all I had to do was make sure Jackie didn't fall back into her old prim and proper self when she was around someone she knew a long and well as Al and Linda. Still holding her in front of the mirror I moved my open hand across her breast. Her nipple responded immediately, standing out in a hard point. I didn't think I had much to worry about. Damn, what a woman! XXXXXXX "I really don't know what to wear tonight," I told Joe as he was dressing, wanting his input about how I should dress for Al and Linda. "Just wear something comfortable," he replied. "Oh, you mean I can just stay naked?" I teased him. "Well you might be comfortable, but I doubt that Linda or Alan would be. No just wear something pretty and cute." To him pretty was high heels and cute was a short skirt, so I took his hint and started to dress. I settled on a very short blue plaid pleated skirt, the same white pumps, and a peasant blouse that hung off my shoulders, didn't quite reach my navel and billowed out nicely whenever I bent over. The door bell rung, and Joe went to answer it as I finished preparing the drinks in the kitchen. I allowed enough time for everyone to find a seat then made my entrance, drink tray in hand. Alan's mouth dropped open when he saw me. And Linda did a quick double take. "Hell girl, what are you doing trying out for cheerleader again!" she blurted. "Hi Lin!" I chirped in my perkiest voice. I set the tray down and gave her a hug. I greeted Al with a hug too, but didn't press hard against him. Everyone sat back down and I reached for the drink. When I bend over to hand Joe his he had a clear view of my bare tits as the blouse hung open. "Think I ought to give Al his drink?" I asked. "Well he is company, you can't very well make him serve himself can you?" he replied, telling me to give Al the same view he just had. I took a glass in each hand and passed them to our guests. I though Al would choke! Linda just looked at me then glanced away in time to see Al trying to cover up his reaction to my bare breasts. Jabbing an elbow in his ribs she muttered, "Behave!" "Dinner is ready now, so why don't you all take a seat and I will bring it in." I said cheerfully, moving toward the kitchen door. I had to reach across the table to place the platter of roast down, and again the guys each got a good look down my blouse. Dinner went well, good conversation with great company. We had all been friends so long that we were at ease as we talked of movies, politics and plans for the summer coming up. Finally finished with the meal we moved to the living room for more drinks and talk. I place a bottle of excellent brandy on the coffee table and Joe filled everyone's snifter. I wiggled into the loveseat next to my husband, the same loveseat my husband had been screwing me on earlier, facing Alan and Linda. I crossed my legs, none to carefully and slipped my arm around Joe. The little short skirt was high on my thighs and the lower part of my leg was exposed clear to the cheek of my butt. The conversation was stilted at first, then everyone seemed to grow used to the new Jackie's semi-exposed attire. As soon as the tension in the room slackened I crossed my legs again, this time opening them as I did. The view was unobstructed. My pantyless pussy was in clear sight for a fraction of a second, but that was all it took for Al to stop in mid-sentence. Once again I picked up the conversation. I told Linda about Joe taking me shopping for hours last weekend and how much fun it had been, She commented that Alan would rather die than spend an afternoon following her around a mall. "You just don't know how to make it interesting enough for him." I informed her with a giggle. My brandy glass was empty and I noticed that Al's was too. "Refill?" I asked him, indicating the brandy. "Yeah, sure," he replied. I smiled at him and leaned over to reach the brandy decanter. To bend that far I had to uncross my legs so this time both my breasts and pussy were in view, and for more than a quick flash. "Ok Jackie, what's going on? Have you entered a second childhood or something?" Linda asked me. "What do you mean?" I replied with a grin. "The way you're dressed, or maybe undressed is a better term, the bubbly attitude, the makeup, the red lipstick and nail polish? Hell, you never wore red before! You said it was for whores!" "Linda! I am not a whore! I'm just a girl trying to have fun!" "I think we better go home now," she said quietly. Even under the circumstances I couldn't resist giving Al another peek as I got up from the loveseat. We walked them to the door. Al was telling Joe he would talk to him the next day and I reminded Linda of her promise to meet me for lunch. About ten the next morning there was a email waiting for the Mad Scientist. To; Mad Scientist From; Horny Joe Doc, My buddy Al is completely convinced! After seeing Jackie last night he wants to join our experiment. His words were, "If they can turn your prissy little wife into what I saw last night I have got to have some of those magic pills!' (was he calling me prissy! Well, maybe I was a little.) If you will give me an address I will send a money order to help with some of the expense. Can you overnight another months supply, this time for two?' Hopefully, Joe Oh I love it when a plan comes together! Now for the second part of it. When I walked into the café Linda was already there. I was worried that she might not come, that maybe she was too upset with me for our longstanding friendship to carry the day. I was dressed in what for me was becoming very conservative clothes, a high neck summer dress, sleeveless and a little above the knee, with black strap 4 inch sandals. Nothing else. Linda didn't rise to great me or hug me. I knew I had my work cut out for me if I was going to pull this off. "Are you mad at me?" I asked in a contrite voice. "Mad! Why the hell would I be mad at you? Just because you ran around half naked and my husband, your husbands best friend, almost broke his neck trying to look up your skirt and down your blouse! Fuck yes I'm mad!" she spouted. "I can explain everything!" I said calmly. "I certainly hope so! I hate to think you're after my Al after all these years as friends!" she almost spit at me. "Oh no! Nothing like that! Joe and I are happier than ever, and believe me we are both satisfied with the partners we have." I assured her. "Well then what the hell is going on? I gave Al on hell of a tongue lashing on the way home last night!" she told me. I giggled, trying for some humor I replied, "That's great! I gave Joe a good tongue lashing too, then he turned me over a returned the favor!" She almost gagged on her ice tea. She was trying hard not to smile as she informed me that that was not what she meant. "Look Lin, let's order our lunch and I will fill you in on the whole story." I pleaded as I took her hand in mine. "About 3 months ago I had to use the computer and because mine was down I used Joe's. He had accidentally left his email account open, and being the nosy bitch that I am I read a couple of them. There was one there from someone called "Mad Scientist" and basically what it said was that he was pleased with the results so far. The fact that I had started sleeping nude, was being generally more affectionate and that our sex had increased to almost daily indicated that the pills were working as intended. Magic Pills Ch. 02 I was pissed off thinking that he was telling someone about our love life, especially after I had made such an effort to make it better lately. And I wanted to know what fucking pills he was talking about. I checked out his "sent items" box, and boy did I get an eyeful. This Mad Scientist guy was really a Doctor at the University Medical Center and part of a research team on hormone therapy. Wait, let me fill in something I learned later, but fits the story here. Joe had been posting on web sites looking for advice on how to improve his sex life. Yeah, no shit, my Joe! It seems he thought it was dead, that there was no pizzazz in our lovemaking any longer, and that I really didn't care enough to even notice it. Well there were all kinds of responses, most just the kind you would expect, and then there was this one from the doctor. He told Joe how they had been working on something else when they accidentally created this pill. It seems the pill does nothing but make a woman horny. It was suppose to be for women in menopause, and they were testing it on a group of middle aged gals. The results had been very disappointing and they could find no effects of the medication at all. Then one day a nurse walks in on a lab tech banging away at one of the subjects. They were right there in the exam room fucking like rabbits and it was obvious that the woman was more than a willing participant. There was a big blow up, an investigation and finally the program was canned. It seems that the women subjects were almost all screwing at least one of the staff and some of them several. The only effect they found was that the medication increased female libido, lowered inhibitions and made them very suggestible. You can imagine the uproar this caused with the good Christian board of Directors of the University! Several of the staff were fired, but somehow Joe's Doctor, this Mad Scientist, missed the cuts. He wanted to continue the research but knew the University would never allow it. Joe and the Doc made a deal. Joe would get a months supply of the pills at a time and he would report the results to the Mad Scientist. He was not to tell me, or anyone else about what was going on. That started about 2 weeks before I found his emails. I noticed that Joe had become more attentive. He started bringing me coffee in the mornings. I didn't have the heart to tell him it was too sweet. Now I know it tasted sweeter because that's the taste of the pills. He started to fix me a drink in the evenings too, booze, or juice or just a coke, but he got me something each night. It tasted a little sweeter too. He became more touchy feely, holding my hand, rubbing my shoulders, talking nice to me. After about a week, while we were getting ready for bed he suggested that I might be more comfortable sleeping nude. I just tossed my nightgown in the corner and crawled into bed with him. I never gave it a thought. I've slept nude since then. I was much more "in the mood", and we started to have sex, not just more often, but longer and better. I found myself thinking of him more, wanting him more. Then to find out I had been drugged! I was mad. If he had been home I might have killed him right then. As I waited for him to get home so I could murder him I kept thinking about his emails. I thought about how unhappy he had sounded when he first talked to the Doctor, and about how he kept telling the Doctor that he wanted both of us to be happier. When I was honest with myself I had to admit that I was happier, much happier. I hadn't thought about the Catholic School rantings of Sister Mary Magellan on proper behavior in marriage once that week. Joe was being more attentive to me than in years. He left me notes around the house, sent me cards in the mail. He took me shopping and out on real dates and was always saying nice things to me, like how pretty I was, how sexy. By the time I heard his car drive up I had decided, I could always confront him later if things got out of hand. In the meantime I was going to enjoy our new relationship. One morning later that week as I got out of bed Joe commented on how much he like to see me naked. I dropped my robe back on the bed and walked to the kitchen naked. I fixed his breakfast and saw him off to work in my birthday suit. The next morning I didn't even think about putting my robe on and stayed nude until I had to go out of the house hours later. That night I stripped off before he came home and waited naked for him. Since then I have spent more time undressed than dressed, it's the way that I feel the most comfortable. Gradually my sexual willingness widened. I found myself not only willing, but eager to try new things, things I was taught were taboo, or perverted, or maybe just kinky, but that I also knew Joe would like. I also found out that I believed Joe when he told me I was sexy and beautiful. It seems Joe has this thing about showing me off. Strangers looking at me turned him on. The more they saw the hotter it made him, but the really odd thing is I found I liked being seen. I liked having Joe show me off. The shopping trip I told you about last night was just one of many that he has taken me on. We spend hours trying on sexy clothes and teasing each other. The outfit I wore last night, well it's pretty typical of what I like to wear now, and Joe just loves me in something like that. He also loves to know that I am not wearing panties or bra, and as you saw last night I oblige him! After about 2 months the progression seemed to level off. I was horny most of the time, naked most of the time, and willing to do just about anything Joe suggested. The amazing part of the thing is that I don't feel any quilt! It isn't my fault, it's the drugs. It's wonderful, I have never felt so free and so much like a woman in my life! Well Lin, that's my story. Tell me what you think then I'll tell you the second reason I wanted to meet you today." Linda just looked at me for a couple of seconds, studying me. "You mean that son-of-a-bitch is drugging you! And you're letting him?" she asked incredulous. "Yep. That's about it." "You know what's going on, and you let him do it?" she asked. "That's funny sort of. I will do something and think, that's the drugs working on me, but I do it anyway, and I enjoy it. So what's wrong with that? I sort of look forward to what will happen next." "Ok," she said, "so you've turned into this slut for your hubby and you keep taking the pills willingly. Aren't you afraid that you'll get carried away, go too far?" "That's another funny thing about it. Even though I'm horny as hell I still have my good sense. I know I won't do anything that would really get me in trouble. I wouldn't run down the street naked and end up in jail, or have sex with strange men and end up with AIDS. Actually I have no interest in sex with others, Joe's enough. I don't know what else we might do, but I'm not afraid because I feel I have the ability to stay out of trouble, and I trust Joe." "If I hadn't known you for so long, and hadn't seen you last night I wouldn't believe any of this." Ok, now what's the other thing?" I handed her some emails I had printed out then sat back to drink my tea while she read them. It took her several minutes. She went from outraged, to stunned, to silent, to tears. "Your husband will get his first shipment of pills tomorrow," I told her. "Oh shit!" she mumbled. "If you blow up and go home and confront Alan the chances are your marriage won't last much longer. If you tell Al that you know what's going on he will tell Joe and then I will have to admit I know what he's been doing. I don't think that will hurt our relationship, but I'd rather keep my knowledge to myself for now. Of course you can just keep your mouth shut and relax while your whole life changes." "I don't know, I just don't know. How can I let him drug me, take advantage of me like that. I'm a modern, liberalized woman!" "Yeah, and most of the time you're miserable!" I added, "think about it." Magic Pills Ch. 03 I encourage you to read the first 2 chapters of this tale. The story will make a lot more sense if you do. Joe is not a narrator this time, the tale is told only from Jackie's perspective. To you loyal followers of Jackie's adventures, thank you very much for all your wonderful comments and feedback! The phone call came just after 8 AM and as soon as I heard her first words I breathed a sigh of relief. "Jackie, this is Lin, he served me coffee in bed this morning!" It had been a long 2 days as I waited for the axe to fall, or the other shoe to drop, or whatever cliché you want to use to say my little game was over. The relief was overpowering, it was almost as if I had held my breath for the past couple of days. It took me just a minute to answer her. "Jackie did you hear me?" she asked. "Yeah, honey, I heard you. Tell me something, was it too sweet, the coffee?" I questioned her. "Oh yeah, it was sweet!" she moaned, "now what do I do?" Evidently Linda had decided to keep her mouth shut and accept the magic pill therapy. I knew Joe should have passed the little bottle of pills to Alan yesterday sometime and I figured that he would start her on them by today. I just hoped that she went along. "Lin, what made you decide not to confront Alan about the pills?" I asked her, curious. "I read those emails," she re[plied, "and I looked at what you said about being miserable most of the time. Then I looked at how happy you seemed, and how attentive Joe was to you the other night. Alan seemed so sad in those emails. Joe did too in the first ones he sent to the Doctor, but in the latter ones he seemed so different, happy, in love again and satisfied." "Oh," I piped in, 'he's satisfied alright!" "Jackie, I'm scared!" she cried. "Just relax Lin," I told her, "it's like the old saying, just lie back and enjoy it!" "The other night at your house when you were wearing that shamelessly short skirt I got mad, but I got jealous too! You were deliberately showing your bare boobs to my husband, and to me! Then on the sofa when you let Alan look up your skirt I really got pissed at you, but shocked too! I could see that you weren't wearing any panties and so could he. " "So how did that make you feel?" I asked her softly. "Shocked, like I said," she replied. "I've known you a long time and that is not something I ever could have believed if I didn't see it myself! When we got home, after I chewed Al's ass out for looking, he wanted to make love and I wouldn't. But I wanted too!" "Linda you might not want to hear this right now, but Joe and I fucked like horny little bunnies for hours after you left." "See, that's what scares me!' she said. "I don't know if I could do that, or any of the other things Al might take into his perverted little mind. I know he would love for me to dress sexier, and maybe I can do that, but he also wants blow jobs. I don't know about that. Or showing myself to other, or running around naked like you say you do. I just can't see myself doing any of that!" "Just relax," I repeated. "You just had your first pill an hour ago. You won't even notice anything consciously for at least three days. In the meantime you might have sexier dreams. I know that it must have been the third day that I woke up and my nipples were hard." "Look," I continued, "do you want to get together later today? I have to work till about 2 then I'll be free." "I can't," she said, "I have a house to show at 3, and Al will be home by the time I'm done." "Ok hun, call me tomorrow, or even tonight if you have to, love ya, talk to ya later!" "Ok," I thought, "step one is under way!" I felt I better hedge some bets here, so off to the computer I went and soon there was an email from the Mad Scientist on the way. To; Horny Joe From; Mad Scientist You should have received your shipment of pills by now. Please give this email to your friend and our new study subject. Be sure he understands that under no conditions can he tell anyone else of this! I made an exception for you, but will not do it again and will lose your email and address if it happens again! I hope you understand. Our studies have shown that the early effects of the medication can be greatly enhanced if the test subject is given a lot of affection and physical contact. I recommend working hard to insure that you give plenty of compliments, especially about her appearance. I also suggest holding hands, sitting next to her, without sexual contact, and kissing. Kissing has been found to stimulate the effects of the pills significantly. Affection, tenderness and the feeling of being loved excite the release of hormones in the female, and combined with our ingredients, early and drastic changes happen. Tell our new friend that I have to have complete details of the effects of the pills. He is not to be embarrassed by the sexual aspect of the reports, after all that is our purpose. Areas of resistance are to be reported also. I expect you to continue the reports in the same manor. Remember, affection, tenderness and love lavishly applied will enhance our work! Well that was taken care of, just a bit of added insurance for my game. Now I had to go off to work, that meant getting dressed, damn. I work a couple of days a week as a consultant for an advertising agency, actually it is the one I sold 2 years ago. Most of what I do can be done at home, but every now and then, like today, I have to make a presentation to the staff for a new client project. I didn't do it for the money, I stuck a nice seven figure check in the bank after the sale. I loved the work and it kept my mind occupied. I was finding that less important lately, my mind was well occupied most of the time now. Linda also worked part time as a real estate agent. She didn't need the money either, her hubby was loaded! But she too needed something to do, something to take up the empty hours. She volunteered at the local hospital once a week also. All day long I was distracted thinking about how thing were going to go with Linda and Al. I just couldn't keep my mind on my work. As soon as I could I scooted out of the office and back to the house. As I stripped off for the shower I thought about how tremendously exciting I was finding all of the manipulation and role playing. I was getting pretty damn horny thinking about the possibilities ahead. In the shower I shaved my pussy. I like to keep it bare, but sometimes I will let it grow a few days then get Joe to shave me, he finds that very arousing! I couldn't resist, the warm water, the soap, the pictures of the game playing in my head, soon my fingers found my pussy and started a sexy dance. In no time I was sitting on the shower stall seat, my legs spread wide and the jets pounding between my thighs. I stroked myself with a passion, using both hands until the muscles of my cunt squeezed a wonderful, body shuddering orgasm. I was ready for Joe to get home! With fresh make up I waited for Joe. I was wearing white ankle strap 4 inch sandals, dark taupe stockings held in place by a white garter belt. I wore a waist chain and necklace of thin gold braid, and from my bare pussy hung a clit clip dangling three diamonds. Joe had the jewelry made for me after we had tried one bought over the counter at a local sex shop. The three ¼ carat diamonds hung from 1, 2 and 3 inch thin chains and bounced against my lips as I walked. I waited until the last minute to apply the clip because I knew that 30 minutes of it and I would be so sensitive that one touch would set me off, longer and it would become painful. I had the table set, dinner ready and his drink in my hand when he opened the door. I walked to him as he set down his briefcase and hung his jacket. I used a models cross-legged walk, knowing it would better swing the dangling diamonds. "Welcome home lover!" I said as I leaned in for a kiss. We kissed hard and deeply as he wrapped his arms around me. "You look good enough to eat!" he teased. "I'm from the health department," I kidded him, "I'm checking to see if you have had the minimum recommended number of blowjobs today?" "Here, drink this," I told him and handed him his glass as I slid down his body to kneel at his feet. I slipped his belt, opened his fly and pulled his hard dick from his pants and took him in my mouth. I know what Joe likes and I went to work on him with determination. I bobbed and rotated my head in one direction while I pumped and twisted my hand in the other. I made loud slurping noises as I fucked him with my mouth for all I was worth. He really likes to watch me as I suck on him, so I kept my head back as much as possible and looked right into his eyes as I continued to bob up and down. He was ready, I could tell, so I stopped for a moment and told him to finish his drink. I took the glass from him and holding it in my free hand went back to the job I so love. Just as he was about to explode I jerked my mouth off of him and aimed his spurting cock into the empty glass. He came in great gushes, powerful bursts that repeated again and again and swirled around the glass, filling it about a ¼ inch. I tucked him in, buttoned him up and lead him to dinner. It was a simple meal, intentionally so. I didn't want to spend all night eating cooked food! With each bite of my fish entrée I would take a tiny sip from the glass Joe had just filled for me. I savored his still warm cum making a big show of licking my lips. "Tell the Chef that this is an excellent vintage! How is yours?" Joe had white wine. I don't really like the taste of the stuff, but I loved the reaction I got from my man as he watched me. When Joe finished his food I got up and sauntered around to him. I cleared his plate to the side and said, "time for desert!" With that I climbed up on the table in front of him and opened myself to him. He dove right in. His tongue felt heavenly on my red, puffy and swollen clit. For a few minutes he licked and flicked at it, then with his teeth he pulled the clip from me. He stretched and tugged my ultra sensitive clit, pulling it out as his teeth gripped the clip. As it popped free my body trembled with the rush of blood and then I came in a gigantic pulsation of ecstasy. Joe wasn't done yet. My pussy was running juice and he lapped it up with lips and tongue. He slipped a finger between my lips and pushed it deep into me, then began a slow and steady pumping action that he matched with his tongue back on my still tender clit. The house could have caught ablaze and the fire departments of three cities rushed in and I wouldn't have been able or willing to stop. Joe could, and he did just as the waves of pleasure had built to the point where I thought I would die if I didn't cum. "What do you want my little fuck bunny?" he asked smiling at me. "I want your cock!" I yelled at him. "I want your hard cock in my hot cunt so deep that it runs out my ears when you cum!" Joe stood up and kicked off his shoes, then opened his pants and let them fall to the floor. He wore no short or briefs, part of our deal is neither wears underwear unless we have to. His dick stuck out gloriously and I leaned back on the table, knocking dishes aside and he pulled my legs onto his shoulders. When he plunged into me I came, and I continued to cum with every stroke, or at least it seemed so to me. I was whimpering, bucking against his thrusts, pinching my own nipples as hard as I could and mumbling, "fuck me, fuck me", over and over. Finally Joe pushed deep and stayed there as his body trembled and he filled my pussy. Spent and exhausted from cumming twice in an hour Joe fell back into the chair. I let my legs fall, but stayed prone on the tabletop. I could feel the mixture of our pleasure leaking from me to pool on the tablecloth. Oh well, I could always wash it tomorrow. I slept late the next morning and was awakened by the ringing of the phone. "Huh?" I muttered when I found the phone. "Jackie! Good morning!" Linda's voice came over the line. "Are you still asleep?" "Well not any more! What time is it?" I asked then spotting the clock myself. "Oh shit, 8 o'clock, Joe's already gone." "Yeah Al just left too" she helped. "But I never miss seeing Joe off! Damn. Wait an minute there's a note in the pillow." I took a minute and read the note. "He says I looked so beautiful and sexy asleep he just couldn't wake me, especially after the hard night I had last night. Hell he was the one that had the hard night." As the memories of the evening before flooded back my hand wandered to my pussy. The rush of blood woke me the rest of the way up. "So what's up with you this morning?" I asked Linda. "Well I got laid this morning," she said in a voice that sounded a little embarrassed. "First time that has happened in a long time. When I came home last night Alan was waiting for me. He had brought me flowers, a dozen yellow roses, you know those are my favorite, He had a brandy ready for me too, Yes, don't ask, it did taste sweeter than usual. Then he took me out to eat. He opened the car door for me, he held my hand in the car and the restaurant, and when we got home he sat on the couch with me and watched a tear jerker movie all the way through! Tell me something Jackie, are the guys taking pills too, maybe some anti-asshole husband pills?" She actually sounded happy this morning I thought as I replied, "Not that I know about, but maybe it's just a reaction to their guilt over drugging their wives!" "I hope he stays feeling guilty if that's what it is." She chirped. "Anyway, this morning I woke up cuddled up to him, that's unusual too, and I started to kiss the back of his neck. Next thing I know we are rolling over and making love. It wasn't hot and passionate, but easy and loving." I laughed for her, "Nothing starts the day better," I told her. "When I got out of bed and went to get my robe I could feel him watching me, I really thought about doing like you and just staying naked, but I was embarrassed, can you believe that, embarrassed with the man I have been married to all these years. I didn't put my "grammy-jammies" back on, just the robe. Maybe tomorrow, or maybe I'll just wait for him to ask." "Did you get your coffee this morning?" I asked. "Oh yes, but not coffee this time, orange juice." "Looks like you're already feeling some minor effects of the pills, but then again maybe you were just naturally horny this morning. What you doing today?" "Got to work again, finish the deal from yesterday, which by the way I sold! Nice little 12 grand commission for me out of that!" "Save it, we'll go shopping," I kidded. "Look, you're off tomorrow, right? Let's get together in the morning, I'll come over there, about nine." "See you then," Linda replied. I spent the day around the house, working on another project I had due next week. About 11 I called Joe and thanked him for letting me sleep in, and rewarded him with some hot phone sex. I checked my email and found the first one from Al. To; Mad Scientist From; Al First I want to thanks you for accepting me and my wife in your study group. It has only been a day, and already I think I see subtle changes. Maybe I'm wrong but she seems a little softer, less irritable. We made love this morning. That's the first sex we have had in over a week and the first morning sex in months. I am following your advice and being as attentive as possible to her. I will update you daily. Alan Ok! We're on the way to a great success! The next day, Linda's third day of treatment, I saw Joe off to work with a kiss, I kissed his cock with my tonsils. Then I found a light halter sun dress and heels and drove over to Lin's place. She met me at the door, looking happy and chipper. She was already dressed in shorts and pull over with the bra straps showing on her shoulders. Linda's really quite pretty, better looking than me I think. She's 5'5" and well filled out. She's not fat, but not skin and bones either. When we were kids I envied her boobs, she developed sooner and better than I did. I finished up a 34b, Linda is about a 36c cup. I gave her a big hug and asked, "Not mad at me any longer?" "No," she replied, "now I'm just scared to death about what's going to happen to me." "I told you girl, just relax, everything is going to be fine. Did you have any hot sex this morning?" She blushed, "Well, yeah we did, that's two days in a row!" "Hey do you mind if I get comfortable?" I asked her as she turned to pad bare-foot into the kitchen where we always sit. She replied over her shoulder, "go ahead, make yourself at home." I took a breath, "lead by example" I had been taught so I reached up and untied the halter top and let the dress fall to the floor then followed her into the warm and comfortable country kitchen. When she turned and saw me walking naked behind her she gasped, "Oh shit, I thought you meant you wanted to take your shoes off!" "I told you this is the way I am most comfortable. What's wrong, you've seen me naked since freshman year gym class." I asked. "I know and you did tell me, but still, it is a little unusual." "Does it bother you?" I asked seriously. "Yeah, it does some," she said softly. "Look I know you're not a lezzie or anything like that, and I enjoy being naked, but if you want I will put my clothes back on." "No, it's ok, I'll get used to it," she returned. We sat and talked. I tried to keep the conversation on thing she was ok with and after a short time she appeared to forget I was stark naked in her house. I asked about her big house deal and she bubbled over on how well it went, and how she was going to enjoy the extra cash. Al has plenty of money, as I have said, and he is not stingy with it, but a girl does like to have her own too. After about an hour of small talk, coffee and bagels Linda got a serious look on her face. "Jackie," she asked, obviously uncomfortable, "the other night when you were burning Al's eyes out flashing him I thought I saw that you were shaved, and now I can obviously see that you are, completely. When did you do that, and why?" I stood up and drew my hands up my thighs to frame my bare pussy, "You like the look?" I asked her. "I don't know," she replied, "but it sure makes you look even more naked. So tell what made you do it?" "Joe and I were sitting around one night about a month into my therapy watching a sexy movie and a couple of the girls in the movie had shaved pussies." I started. "Wait just a minute, what kind of movie were you guys watching?" "A porno movie, you know, a fuck flick." I answered. "Anyway we were sitting there playing with each other and getting hotter and hotter watching the movie when I asked Joe what he thought of the bare pussy look. He said it was hot. A couple of minutes later I asked him how he thought my pussy would look bare. He got this really big grin and shut the tape off then led me off to shave me." "Did it hurt?" she interrupted me. "Hurt, no, but it was sexy as hell! I've kept it that way since because I like it. I like the feel of it, the look of it and most of all the idea of it!" I knew I needed to help Linda along with her "therapy" and had an idea of how to do that. "Let's go to the spa," I suggested to her. Getting a manicure and pedicure always makes me feel especially sexy and even before the pills Joe would get lucky after I had a visit to the spa. Nothing makes me feel more feminine than being pampered and prettied up. Linda needed a little of that. "Ok," she said jumping up to call the spa, "hair, nails and sauna?" she asked. "Yeah that will do if they can get us in." We spent four glamorous hours being treated like royalty. When the hairdressers and manicurist were done we both looked and felt great. The salon/spa is in the Galleria area and near to some of the best shopping in the free world. Magic Pills Ch. 03 How could we pass that up. I led Linda to shops she would have never gone into on her own. Shops that specialized in cute and sexy clothes are everywhere, but you just don't look if you don't feel cute and sexy. Well we both looked that day. Every Mall worth going into has a Victoria's, and I finally steered Lin into it. I knew her dresser was full of plain white cotton and I wanted to change that. We picked out a dozen pair of panties, French cut, semi-thong styles, and bikinis and even boy short panties. We got magic bras to go with the magic pills. Panties and bras weren't on the final agenda, but from cotton to silk and lace was halfway to where she needed to go. We drove back to Lin's house then parted company to get ready for our hubbies. The phone rang about 9 that night. I was reclining in the easy chair in our living room when I answered it. "Jackie! Al wants to go on vacation in a couple of months, he wants me to pick the place!" Linda burst out. "Whoa girl," I laughed, "you're awful excited about a vacation." "Ok, ok," she said quickly, "Alan came home tonight and the first thing he said was that I looked beautiful! He normally doesn't even notice me. He started kissing me and one thing led to another and the next thing I know we are in bed. I was so ready for him. After we were done I told him about our shopping today and he asked me to model for him. I was nervous, and the first couple of times I actually change in the bathroom. The fire in his eyes and the comments he was making just turned me on and I started stripping and changing right there." "That's the way Joe, keep your tongue right there." I mumbled. "Jackie, are you listening, what's going on?" "Of course I'm listening honey! It's just that when you called Joe had his face between my legs. Now I have one hand on the phone and one on the top of his head to keep him there!" "Oh my god, you mean your having sex while I'm talking to you?" "Well, yeah, I guess I am, and it feels great too!" "I'm sorry Jackie, I'll call you tomorrow." "No!" I blurted out, "don't go! Talking to you will make me last longer, and this feels too good to stop." "You know what else Jackie? I gave Al a blow job tonight! After modeling all those sexy things for him we were both just so excited that it seemed like the natural thing to do. He loved it!" I wanted to ask her about the pills and what she thought of them now, but Joe would hear me so I couldn't. "Lin, I have to go now," I told her, "I need to let Joe's amazing tongue finish what he started." "Yeah, but one more thing, tonight I am going to sleep nude and I am not going to put anything on in the morning until after he leaves the house." "Good for you gal!" I answered and hung up as Joe took me over the top in a gut clenching orgasm. A couple of weeks went by and things continued to progress with Linda's therapy. We talked each day and we had decided that Jamaica would be a great place to vacation, and that I would get Joe to agree to take us there too. Linda was radiant and happier than I had seen her in years. She told me she didn't care if the pills were high in sugar as the sweet taste indicated, she was getting enough sexersize to take care of any extra calories! Al was being extremely attentive to her, showering her with compliments and treats and listening to her when she talked. Funny, Joe was doing the same. Through the emails to the Mad Scientist I was able to keep tabs on the progress Linda and Al were making in the magic pill program. Sometimes even I forgot that they were nothing but rebottled Equal tablets that I mailed out myself once a month. Alan, at the insistence of the Mad Scientist, continued to be very explicit in his reports. I had learned about Linda's increasing nudity at home, and their daily, often twice a day sex. I was encouraged by Al's report that Linda had bought some more sexy undies, and even some skirts. They weren't very revealing according to Al, but she had shunned skirts and dresses for years, preferring pants. Al's latest email had related their new pleasures in oral sex, particularly 69. Linda had started to take him in her mouth with little or no encouragement from Al, but she still hadn't allowed him to finish there. The Mad Scientist replied to all of the emails, from both Joe and Alan with advice to continue or even increase the level of affection and attention they paid to the ladies. He expressed his particular approval in the amazing progress that both of the subjects had shown, and warned the men to be a little more patient. Linda came over to my house early one afternoon in the fourth week. It was a warm and sunny day, great for the outdoors and I was planning to lie out in the sun on the back deck. A quick look at the security monitor told me it was Linda ringing my bell. I went to the door just as I was, unclothed. I might have done it even without the monitor, letting fate decide who saw me. "Come on in," I invited as I stood naked in the doorway of Suburbia. Linda was used to my nudity by now and didn't even blink at the sight of me. I headed back toward the kitchen as I said to her, Why don't you get comfortable and relax a while." She gave me that, "You've got to be kidding look", then shrugged and started to remove her clothes. I was thrilled! I tried to act as if it were no big deal, like we were back in gym class. I did notice she was braless, a giant step for her, and that even though she wore baggy shorts she had some of her new panties on under them. I also noticed when she skimmed the panties down that she had trimmed herself (or had Al helped?) in a neat little bikini bush. She folded her clothes into a pile on the seat in the foyer and followed me into the house. I fixed us each an ice tea and then headed out the patio doors to the deck. I could see her hesitation at the doorway, as she just stood there for several seconds, then another shrug and she followed me out. We each took a lounger, leaned back, and enjoyed the sun. We talked about going to Jamaica, about our now wonderful husbands and about our jobs, anything but sex and the pills. I deliberately kept the subject off sex. I wanted her to relax during what I knew was her first outdoors nude experience. She did, we both did. I refilled our glasses once and the second time she went. When she returned there was no hesitation at all at the doorway. There was a sound of a car pulling into our driveway. "Oh shit," she blurted as she jerked upright. "Someone is here, is that Joe!" I looked at my watch, "If it is he's early tonight, it's only 4. I guess I had "forgotten" that Joe was coming home early today. "I've got to go!" she said in almost a whisper looking around like a frighten puppy. "Nah, it's too late now anyway. Your clothes are in the foyer and there is no way you can get out of here without running right into him. All you can do is kick back, relax and act naturally." "Well I'm pretty fucking natural right now!" "Don't worry about it Linda! Besides, seeing you naked will only make Joe hornier for me." I said as casually as I could. This was pushing the edge of things, but I wanted to see how well the pills were working on her. "I'll bet it makes you hornier for Al later too!" I added just as Joe came onto the deck. "What do we have here?" he asked in the voice of a kid seeing the Christmas tree. "Oh, hi sweetheart," I replied in my best glad to see you voice. "Linda and I were just enjoying the sun and kicking back." "Hi Joe." Muttered Lin, blushing furiously but making no attempt to cover up. "There's still some tea in the pitcher on the sink if you want to join us," I added. He went to get a glass of tea, and I thought he would dislocate his neck trying to keep us in sight. I smiled at Lin and she returned a weak one to me. I was proud of her, as she still made no move to cover herself. When Joe returned he just stood there as if he were looking for a place to sit. I was really enjoying this! Ok, I told myself, lead by example! "Excuse me just a minute Lin," I asked, "I still haven't welcomed my man home." I sat up and slipped on the heels next to the lounger, then picked up a pillow. I wore the heels even though it was only five short steps to Joe. I know how much he likes to see me in them, how they affect him, and as a result me. I walked to Joe and dropped the pillow on the ground at his feet. Then I knelt down in front of him. I had never had sex in front of someone before. Oh I guess people have seen me with my head in his lap in the car, but even though they knew what I was doing they couldn't see me doing it. I reached up and loosened his belt, then his button, followed by his zipper. His pants slipped down his legs revealing his already hard dick. "Don't you think Linda is beautiful?" I asked him. That is an unfair question to ask a guy in his spot. If he says yes then I have to wonder if he thinks she's prettier than I am. If he says no he'll hurt her feelings, and be lying. I let him off the hook by swallowing his cock. I could see Linda out of the corner of my eye. She was rapt! She stared at Joe and me with her mouth open as I took him in mine. I know that one of Joe's fantasies is to have public sex, and it was coming true as he stood there. I made sure not to obstruct Linda's or Joe's view of what I was doing as I began to pump his dick in and out of my mouth. With my left hand I reached around to play with Joe's butt while my right pistoned on his shaft. Joe's hands cupped my head and tangled into my hair. Joe knew what I was doing, putting on a show for Linda and making a fantasy come true for him because he kept brushing my hair back from my face to prevent it from blocking Linda's line of sight. When I felt him begin to hump his hips in rhythm with my bobbing head I moved my hand from his ass to my pussy. I was sopping wet and as my own finger toughed my clit an electric shiver coursed through my body. I looked up into his face, met his eyes. He was slack jawed and wide eyed, and his stare kept moving from me to Linda. I cut my eyes to look at her, she was still sitting, frozen in the same position. I don't think she had even drawn a breath since I inhaled his wonderful cock. Joe's thrusting became more urgent, harder, faster, and I knew he was just seconds from exploding. Other times I would drag this out, extending both our pleasures by slowing down the pace, sometimes he could last a half hour under my tender care, but this time I wanted him to rocket straight up and blast like Fourth of July fireworks. I moved my wet fingers from my pussy and slid them between his legs then pressed a pussy moist digit on the opening of his butt. I looked up into his eyes again and he was staring only at me. His knees bent a little, his legs parted and his cock ached forward, then I pressed hard with my finger. As I penetrated he came. He came in an explosion, a long continuous burst of hot cum that filled my mouth and soul. His body shook and his hands clenched my hair hard as he followed with burst after burst of his hot sauce. His hips jerked involuntarily forward with each pulse, forcing his cock to the back of my throat. I know Joe loves to cum in my mouth, but I have also learned that he doesn't like it as much if I swallow all the evidence. He likes to see a little messy reminder of his accomplishment. I make it a habit to loosen the grip of my lips around his shaft as he cums, and to let my mouth fill before I start to swallow. Some of his cum will run past my lips and over my chin when I do this, and often, as with this time, it will even drip onto my breasts. Joe staggered, but recovered enough to stand on his own as I popped his dick from my mouth. I stood, then licking my lips said, "Welcome home my wonderful husband!" I turned to walk back to the lounger and my ice tea to get a drink to chase my snack down when Linda jumped up. She was flushed all over her beautiful naked body. "I've got to go!" she stammered in a whisper. "Oh fuck," she mumbled, "I've got to go." I watched her dart to the foyer, pull her shirt over her head, slip her shorts on, leaving the panties on the bench, slip on her loafers and run out the door not even bothering to close it behind her. I turned back to Joe, he was now sitting on the lounger Linda had been on, his pants still around his ankles and a wonder-struck look on his face. "I didn't have time to cook this afternoon, why don't you take me out to eat?" I asked him with a smile. "Anything you want," he replied, "anything in the whole world!" Joe had no sooner walked out the door the next morning before the phone rang. I knew it had to be Linda calling so I answered it in my most cheerful voice. I hadn't even gotten a good hello out of my mouth when she started. "My God Jackie, how could you do that!" but her voice didn't carry any tone of anger in it, just surprise. "Right there in front of me! And the way you did it, on your knees, with Joe looking right at me naked sitting there looking stupid! My God Jackie, it was...it was awesome!" "Tell me girl," I asked her, "was I right, did you go home horny?" "When Al walked through the door I jumped all over him! I almost dragged him upstairs to the bed and then tore his pants off and gave him the best blow job he's ever had!" I was laughing hard, overjoyed at my best friend's new happiness. It wasn't like her to be quite so frank when talking about sex. Then she surprised me more. "Then you know what I did, I climbed up on top of him and sat down on it. Oh that felt so good! For some reason I wanted to really rock Al last night, to really get him going, so I started to tell him about what you did." What?" I gasped out, "you told Al?" "Oh yeah!" I told him, "I was sitting there, rocking back and forth on him and I told him how I had gone over to your house and we decided to take our clothes off and sun bath, and how Joe came in unexpectedly and caught us." "What did he do when you told him that?" I asked her. "Well he didn't get pissed if that's what you're afraid of, he got excited. He asked if Joe had really seen me topless. I told him no, I wasn't topless, we were both completely naked!' "It was kind of funny," I added in. "I have never seen Al so excited, he was trying to pound into me as I rocked on top of him. I figured that if he liked that I might as well tell him the rest." "You didn't!" I exclaimed. "Oh yes I did, and do know what he wanted to know?" she question, then answered, "He wanted to know if you let him cum in your mouth!" "Oh," was all I could think to say. "Yeah, oh is right! I told him no you didn't let him do it, you MADE him cum for you! And Al did too, right then!" "Oh Jackie, what's happening to me? I never in my life thought I would be doing the things I do now!" "Do you want to go back?" I asked her softly. "If you stop taking the pills now you can go back to where you were." I was testing her, hoping that I understood from my own experience how she felt about now. She didn't surprise me. "I'm scared Jackie, but Al and I are happier than I can ever remember us being. I know he's drugging me and I should be mad as hell at him, but he's so happy! And so am I. He's never been nicer to me, or made me feel so appreciated and loved, so how can I destroy that?" "Do you feel guilty?" I asked gently. "Hah, no, scared and confused yes, but guilt, or remorse, or regret, not a bit." "Look, Linda," I coached, "you are right were I was about a month into the treatment, your mind is telling you one thing and your heart and soul are telling you another. You can stop any time you want, but do you really want to stop. It was a turning point for me. I finally decided that if I didn't feel guilty, and I did feel so wonderful I would be damned if I would go back. After that I didn't feel scared any more, or nearly as confused." Linda obviously wasn't ready to decide, so she changed the subject. "Tell me Jackie, why do they want to cum in our mouths, why can't they be happy to just put it where it belongs?" She sounded so plaintive, so weak from the emotional struggle she was undergoing. She continued, "I guess it must be some domination thing they have." I had actually given this a lot of thought, usually with my mouth full. "I used to think that too," I told her, " but not any more. In most cases a man can pretty easily dominate a woman physically and they could just punch us out and do whatever they wanted if it were just male dominance. God knows if they tried that when were conscious we would just bite their dicks off." "I think it has a lot more to do with female submission. There is a big difference between a man dominating a woman, and a woman submitting herself, giving her heart and soul, mind and body up to the man she loves. I think every male ego wants that, but they don't want it because they pay the bills, or can kick her ass, they want it because she adores him." "Ok," Linda said, " but what's that got to do with a blow job?" "Face it Linda," I answered, "their dick is their symbol of manhood, They may have a nice house, a great job or a fancy car, but ask any healthy man if he would rather give up his dick or his car and see what they tell you." "When we make love to their dick we are making love to their manhood, to who and what they are. The more completely we do it the more we adore them, so if we focus on their dick completely, make love to them completely, lavishing them with our mouth they know we adore them totally, with all of our hearts. They know that we are submitting ourselves to their pleasure, their manhood. That's why I think it is important to kneel in front of them when you do it. What position better shows submission?" "So you're saying that if I love my husband I'll let him cum in my mouth?" "No Linda, that's not what I am saying at all. You can love your husband, and he can love you and never even have sex. You can even be happy that way. What I am saying is that if you adore your husband, adore him for who he is with all your heart, and I don't care if he is five foot tall, weighs 90 pounds and is ugly as sin, you will submit to him. If that means he wants to cum in your mouth, or on your tits, or make love to you in Grand Central Station, you will do it with joy in your heart and soul." "Submitting to the one you love doesn't make you less of a woman, it completes you as a woman. It also brings out the things we all want in our mate, the caretaker, the provider, the protector and the lover." She changed the subject again. "Oh by the way, guess what Al asked me last night? He wanted to know if you and I had a thing going on." I laughed so hard my eyes were watering and I was choking into the phone. "Alright, what's so damn funny!" she asked. So I told her, "Joe asked me the exact same thing!" Men! You gotta love the jerks! Magic Pills Ch. 04 The whole point of the story is missed if you do not read the first 3 chapters. I am not conceited enough to think I have created a work of art valuable for anything other than a few minutes of entertainment. Read it and enjoy yourself! By the way, a special thanks to Lance for poof wreading and etiting this! I love ya Lance! Jerks, jerks, jerks, God men are such jerks! There seems to be just no pleasing them somedays! I guess you just have to take them by the hand and lead them to happiness. To; Mad Scientist From; Horny Joe Doctor, Jackie has been on the treatment for five months now, and I am afraid things may be getting out of hand. I feel guilty about drugging her without her knowledge, and even though she seems to be perfectly happy with her new attitudes and lack of inhibition I am becoming concerned. I don't want to turn her into a nymphomaniac, or for her to lose control of her own life completely. Last night she gave me oral sex in front of her best friend of almost 20 years. Linda is the other test subject in our study. When I came home the girls were sunbathing, in the nude, on our back porch. Neither one of them appeared the least concerned about being naked. Then Jackie just pulled my pants down and did me right there, to climax, while Linda openly watched. I have got to admit that it was the most exciting sexual experience of my life! Now I'm feeling bad, guilty, about what I have been doing to Jackie and helping Alan do to his wife. If we are making them do things against their will, or removing their will not to do something, that seems wrong to me. I am thinking about stopping the pills and telling Jackie the truth. I want your opinion before I make the decision. Joe "No you don't buster!" I said to myself, "not after all my hard work!" There was no way I wanted to go back to what things had been like between us six months ago. We were miserable, frustrated and thinking about breaking up. Trying to return to that life would kill our relationship. Besides, I have never had more fun in my life! In my opinion the magic pills were the brainstorm of a lifetime. I had to come up with something pretty good to turn Joe back around, so I set my devious mind to work. While I was pondering the solution Linda called. "Hi there!" she chirped cheerfully as I answered the phone, "what's up?" "Oh just working on a special project," I replied, not about to tell her the story. "Well as one submissive slut to another, how'd you like to go shopping today?" "You didn't!" I screamed excitedly into the phone. "Oh yeah, I did!" she said in a proud tone. "After watching you last night, and listening to your theory about why men are so weird, how could I resist?" "So how was it, what happened?" I asked. "Voyeuristic now are you?" she teased. "You're damn right I am, I want all the details, after all I do feel responsible for your breakthrough. " She would never know just how responsible for it I really was. "Well I woke up feeling especially sexy this morning, but not all that horny, you ever feel like that?" "I know what you mean, just in a teasing mood." "Yeah. So I cooked Al some breakfast, parading around naked, wiggling my ass at him and all that stuff, and trying to make him horny. That's not real hard work with Al by the way." "He kept suggesting that we crawl back in the sack, that if he went to work like that, meaning his hardon, he wouldn't be able to concentrate all day. Well I was feeling kind of mean, enjoying my newfound power to light him up, so I just kept teasing." "God," I interjected, "it is so much fun to fuck with them isn't it." "And so easy!" she replied. "Anyway, just as he was getting ready to leave I kind of sauntered up to him, smiling a devils grin and told him I had a little something to give him before he went to work. Just like you said to do I knelt down in front of him and pulled his pants down and went to work on him. You would not believe the look on his face!" "Yes, I would. I've seen it a hundred times on Joe's!" I told her. "I guess you have you slut! Anyway I was having a ball! I never knew that it could be such fun, it used to always be such a chore, something I only did because I had to, you know. I had made up my mind, I guess when I got out of bed this morning, that I was going to show Al just how much I loved him, adore him as you say." "I'll bet he was feeling pretty adored about then!" I quipped. "It was hilarious! When he came we both jerked at the same time and he popped out of my mouth. I ended up with him all over my face, my cheeks, my chin, and in my mouth. But I didn't stop! I was determined to finish what I started and give him something to really remember." I tucked him back in and then stood up, He kissed my forehead, I guess that was the only dry place he could find. You know what he said, standing there holding me by the shoulders and looking at me all splattered with his cum, he said I was the most beautiful woman he knew. Wow! And you know what else, I believe him! Then I shooed him off to work, telling him to think about me." "I'll bet he thinks of nothing else all day!" I commented. "Jackie," she said in a quieter voice, "when I went into the bathroom to clean up and saw myself in the mirror, well....I got turned on by it. I mean that mess, his cum, all over me made me horny. Am I a pervert Jackie?" I chuckled, "Yeah, you are, a horny, happy pervert, welcome to the club! I'm just kidding, there is nothing wrong with getting excited over something so sexual. I think it's normal. What excited you was the idea of what you had just done for your hubby and I think it's great!" Changing the subject I asked, "So what's this about shopping, where we going?" "Oh, I want to go pick up a few things for Alan and need your opinion and advice. I think I want to get some lingerie. You know stockings and garters. Al was watching a movie the other night and a girl showed up in that and he commented about how sexy he thought it looked. Then he said that he thought I would look really sexy in something like that. Well the idea has just sort of stuck with me, and the more I think of it the more I think it would look sexy. I guess it's just the pills working, but who cares. What do you think?" "Sounds like a plan to me! Some men want us naked and some want us fancied up a bit. Maybe Al likes a little gift wrapping on his presents. Pick me up in about an hour, I have to take care of some emails before I go." To; Horny Joe From; Mad Scientist Joe Think things through very carefully before you make this decision! Once done it can not be undone! Ask yourself these questions before you decide. Are you happier? Is Jackie happier? Are Linda and Alan Happier? I don't mean just your sex lives, but in general? Have there been any signs of any kind that either of the girls has experienced any physical or emotional damage from the treatment? From what you tell me the girls are taking an interest in keeping themselves in shape with diet and exercise, so they are healthier as well as happier. What will happen if you spill the beans to Jackie, will she tell Linda? What will Linda do? Right now you have a win, win situation. If you tell Jackie everybody loses. You will hurt not only your marriage, but your friend's as well. Do you really want to go back to where you were when we first made contact? As for your guilt: I understand that, and admire your concern, but I think it is unnecessary. You have obviously made her life better, giving her a gift, in my opinion. If it will put your mind at ease, our studies have shown that the pills do not make a woman into a nymphomaniac, they just eliminate her inhibitions and reduce the socially imposed restrictions that keep them from doing things they would like to do. Like hypnotism, I don't think you can make a woman do things against her basic nature by using the pills, You just eliminate the obstacles preventing her real nature from showing. You can test this by asking her to do something totally outrageous and see if her natural good sense protects her. M. S. "Wonder what he will think up?" I asked myself. Linda and I spent the afternoon shopping in the best lingerie stores we could find, burning up Al's credit card and having a blast. XXXXXXX Jackie blew my mind last night when she sucked me off with Linda sitting there. Seeing Linda naked for the first time was a shock in itself, but then what Jackie did, wow! Then I got to thinking. Thinking too much is a problem Jackie tells me. I guess she might be right. I woke up this morning feeling guilty as hell. I have been drugging my wife for months without her knowing it and now I was helping a friend do the same to his wife. What kind of asshole does that to the woman he loves? I had decided that I would tell her the truth, that I was not the hero she thought me to be. I couldn't work up the nerve before I left for the office, so I sent an email to the Doctor. Now I'm glad that I postponed things. Al called my office right after eight. I was afraid of this call and didn't know what to say, but had to take it. "I understand that you saw my wife naked last night?" he began. "Al, look I'm sorry, I just walked in and there they were!" I explained to him. "What did you think?" he asked without a trace of anger. "Well Jesus Al, she's beautiful!" I honestly answered him. "Yeah, she is, isn't she," he mussed. "You're probably the first person to see her naked since we got married, including her doctor probably." "She really is something special Al," I told him. "I understand she got to watch Jackie suck your dick too?" he asked. "Jeez, does she tell you everything?" I asked a little shocked. "I hope so!" he replied. "Look Al, at first I was so surprised by finding two naked women on the porch that I didn't know what was happening, then it was too late to stop, you know what I mean?" "Joe I found out this morning exactly what you mean! Linda sent me off to work with the best blowjob I have ever had. She even let me cum in her mouth! I thought you were BS'ing me when you used to tell me Jackie did that! God, it was great. As soon as I got to the office I sent her a dozen roses! I'm going to get tickets to that new play she wants to see too." "Get four," I told him, "Jackie wants to see it too, we can double date." I was shocked by Al's bluntness. Not that we didn't talk about sex a lot, what we would like to do to some hypothetical gal, but this was his wife we were talking about, and mine. I do know that the mental image of Linda watching Jackie suck me off made my dick hard again, or was it the picture of watching Linda do Al? That would only be fair. After finishing up with Al, very relieved that he wasn't looking for me with a gun in his hand, I checked my email. The message I expected from the Doctor was there. I didn't really need his reassurances now, but his thoughts made good sense to me. I think it was fear over Al's reaction that had me feeling worried. Of course I have noticed that the bigger my dick the smaller my feelings of guilt. I called Jackie on her cell. "Hi lover," I said when she answered. "What's the matter?" she asked, "your dick hard?" "I called because I love you and missed you," I replied, sidestepping the question. "Oh I bet it's really hard!" she answered not fooled in the least. "You know where I am?" she questioned me, "Linda and I are at Bare Necessities trying on a few things, don't you wish you were here?' She can be so mean in her teasing, she knew that all I would think about that afternoon was her sexy body. "Hey, this Saturday we want you and Alan to take us shopping. Think you can talk him into it?" she asked me. "You know Al plays golf every Saturday," I reminded her. "You don't think he would enjoy this more? I bet he would, I know you would!" "I'll talk to him. By the way, we are getting tickets to that play you guys want to see, that will be the same night." I told her. "You're wonderful! That will be great! We can go together and really have a fun time. Pick someplace nice for dinner," she bubbled back at me. I made the call to Alan next. "Al, the girls want us to take them shopping Saturday." I told him. "You know that I play golf every Saturday, besides, I hate being drug around some mall all day looking stupid." He almost snapped at me. "Look Al, you really want to do this, trust me. Have you been shopping with Linda since she started on the pills?" "No, I hate shopping and she knows that!" he replied. "Al, this will be a whole lot better than golf, believe me!" I told him again. "I'll bet that Linda is ready for you to "suggest" what dress to wear to the play that night, it might be a lot of fun helping her choose it. Besides, I know you have been wanting to see more of Jackie since that night in our living room, this will be a good chance for that too." "You're kidding?" "No, I tell you I've been shopping with Jackie, it's one of the sexiest shows in town!" "Ok," he said, "I'll call the guys and beg off this week, but you better be right!" "Al, you'll probably give up golf after this weekend." My dick was rock hard. I had just promised my best friend that he would get to see my wife naked again, and I knew that my sweet, darling little bride would be more than willing to show herself off for him. Sometimes life is just too good! I went to the restroom and jacked off, because I couldn't stand it any longer and had to relieve some of the tension. The picture in my mind was Jackie on her knees, my cock spurting down her throat and Linda stark naked watching us. XXXXXX After I got off the phone with my horny husband I went back to Linda where she was checking out half cup bras that just covered the lower half of the breast, leaving the nipples bare. "Sexy," I told her, "and you have great tits for it too." "You really think so?" she asked me, "Al says he likes them, but I guess I'm just not used to thinking of my breasts as sexy." "Well then you're the only one! The boys are going to take us shopping Saturday." I told her. "That will be the day, when I can get Alan to spend the day shopping with me. If he does go he'll just be a grouch all day long." I laughed, "You just gotta trust me kiddo, I'll show you how to keep old Al following you around until the stores close! We'll empty their pockets and fill out their pants and they will love every minute of it!" "Well you haven't been wrong yet, so I'll trust you this time. Look we've got to run, Al is taking me to dinner tonight and I want to try out some of my new clothes for him." As had almost become a habit with us Linda called me the next morning. "You know Jackie, I think the boys have got to be taking some of their own pills! Al has been so sweet to me, and last night he was an absolute doll!" she began. "They do have a bit more incentive to be nice to us lately you know," I reminded her. "Yeah they do don't they!", she laughed back, " anyway last night after Al got home and told me he was taking us to that new Italian place I was feeling especially playful. I came down stairs in my new short white skirt, the one I picked out yesterday, and I was wearing the white garter and stockings we got. I walked into the living room where he was sitting, waiting for me and asked if he could see my garter straps when I sat down. He sort of sputtered and put his newspaper down and looked me over. It was a great look, made me feel really sexy, know what I mean? Then I sat in his lap and asked if they showed now. I could feel his hard prick in his pants. His hand slipped up my thigh and pushed my skirt up to the top of the stockings and told me that now they did and they sure looked sexy! I jumped up and told him not now and then flounced up the stairs so that my skirt bounced real nice and gave him a teasing peek. I told him to sit still, I needed his opinion on something else. I came back down with red and white panties in my hand and asked him which ones I should wear. The white matched my outfit, but the red would stand out better if anyone peeked. He couldn't say anything, he just stared, Red? White? I asked. Oh well, then how about natural, I asked him and raised my skirt to show that I had nothing on under it. I thought he would jump out of the chair and take me right then. Needless to say he picked the natural look. That's the first time I can remember ever going out of the house with no panties on. I didn't wear a bra either. All night long Al had his hands all over me, holding my hand, touching me, walking with his arm around me, it was neat!" "Sounds pretty good to me," I told her, "did you guys fool around any?" "Nothing really serious, just teasing. I made sure my straps showed in the car and for a little while in the restaurant. When I told Al that I though someone sitting across from us could see up my skirt he just smiled at me. I think he would enjoy someone else getting a look." "Of course he would," I told her, "you're his prize, his trophy, he's proud of you and want's to let everyone know it. Besides, you love it don't you?" "I don't know Jackie," she allowed, "I mean it scares hell out of me, and excites me at the same time. The other night when Joe walked in I thought I would pee my pants, well if I had been wearing any that is!" she giggled, " I know one thing, it makes me horny as hell, I just don't know if that comes from the fear or from being naughty." "Naughty is nice!" I chuckled. "Al said that he loved looking at my breasts, and at my hard nipples sticking out in my blouse. I knew that they were most of the night, I was horny. He mentioned it a couple of times, how hot he thought it was, and how much he liked it." "He's just suggesting you wear sexier tops, maybe something a little more see-through, or thinner. He's counting on the pills to help you pick up on the suggestion. Sounds like it's working to me," I coached her. Later that morning I checked my email again, and there was the message to the Mad Scientist. To; Mad Scientist From; horny Joe Doctor, I have reconsidered the things I talked about this morning and I now agree with you. There is no way that I can return to the sad life that we lived before. Jackie had become the most sexual woman in the world, and she is mine. I want to keep her on the pills and continue the treatments just as we have done. Joe Well that was one less thing to worry about. XXXXXX After talking Al into going shopping with the girls I couldn't keep my mind on work. I called Jackie to see if she could meet me for lunch. When she arrived at the restaurant she was wearing a little slip dress and heels. I had a sure knowledge that there was nothing else under it. For the last several months Jackie had stayed as close to naked as the law allowed, and sometimes, often, beyond that. I didn't complain, believe me. We enjoyed a nice meal and small talk. Then I asked her, "Have you noticed anything odd with Linda lately?" "Oh yes! She is a lot happier! I don't know what the problem was but they seem to have worked it out," she replied. "You notice anything in her behavior, anything different?" I pressed. "No, she just seems happier. We talk a lot and I really don't think there's anything you need to worry about. Is Alan worried about something, is that it?" she asked. "No, nothing like that, I just thought she seemed a lot bubblier, and after all she was naked on the porch when I came home the other day. I thought maybe she was doing some drugs or something." Jackie burst out laughing. "Linda, doing drugs! You've got to be kidding, she's Miss Just Say No! And we were just getting a little sun when you walked in, there's nothing wrong with that is there?" Magic Pills Ch. 04 "Not from my viewpoint!" I replied with feeling. I was trying to see if Jackie had any curiosity about the changes in Linda's behavior, and maybe about her own remarkable conversion. Evidently she thought it was perfectly natural for Linda to go from prude to nude in just a few weeks by just getting along better with her husband. I was confident that neither she, nor Linda had any idea what was really happening. Al and I had been sharing stories about our wives, about their new freedom from inhibitions. I told him some of the tales of Jackie shopping and he was looking forward to the weekend expedition. I don't think he really expected Linda to duplicate the wild tales of Jackie, but he was excited about the possibilities. When Saturday finally arrived we met up at the Mall. Jackie opted to wear a cute wrap around dress that fastened with a tie on her right hip. The skirt of it flared open with each step she took in her 3 inch heels. She insisted that I wear a pair of loose fitting Dockers. When we spotted Linda and Al, waiting in Bennigan's(,) she was wearing a halter-top dress that just tied with thin straps at the back of her neck. The back of the dress was bare to mid-back, making it obvious that she was without a bra, as if the pointy nipples sticking out in the front hadn't already drawn my attention to that. "See you took the suggestion," Jackie said in greeting. Linda blushed just a little and asked, "You think it's ok?' as she took a deep breath. Al chimed in, "I think it's great!" We all laughed at that, his Tony the Tiger imitation. We ordered a quick round of drinks to get us started. The girls seemed to get really good service from the college-aged waiter. Then we started the serious shopping. Have you ever wandered through a mall and looked at the clothes on display. We try not to be too obvious when we do it, but guys always check out the sexy outfits on display. The tops so thin, the skirts so short, and the dresses so skimpy that the mannequin would blush if she could. Ever wonder who wears these things? Well after our shopping trip my wife and Linda both do. Jackie's total wardrobe doubled that day, but the average amount of fabric per piece was cut in half. Linda's was probably even more drastic a change. The girls made a game out of teasing Alan and me. They would reach high for something, raising their dresses as they did, or they would squat down to look at something, opening their legs to display their charms. Jackie was her usual bare pussied self, and Linda had on pale blue panties. They made real sure that we each had enough of a look to memorize the landscape. It continued to amaze me that Jackie seemed to enjoy showing her body off so much, but the perky nipples sticking out the front of her dress and the mischievous grin she kept giving me confirmed her pleasure. Linda was as much into the game as Jackie. The girls would swoop down on a store, pillaging the racks of clothing until they found some likely pieces to try on, then they were off to the dressing rooms. Al and I waited outside the dressing room area for them, and we could hear them carrying on inside. The giggles and laughter bubbled out of the rooms. Alan and I smiled at each other and I think we were both wondering the same thing, what else was going on in there. Three episodes really got to us. Jackie was showing me a little skirt, a very little skirt, and asking what I thought of it while holding it up in front of her. Then she said you can't tell anything that way and reached around to her side and untied the single string that held her wrap around dress together letting it fall open, baring her entire front to me. Then she held the cute little skirt up to her hips and asked again what I thought. Needless to say we bought it. Linda found a little knit vest that I think was meant as a cover up for something like a swim suit. When she came out of the dressing room wearing just that and a skirt her nipples were actually sticking through the material's open knit. She walked out and around us as if she were dressed normally and there was nothing at all unusual about her hard nipples and pink aureoles showing. She stood there talking with Jackie and then they both walked away to find more clothes to try on. Al was dumbstruck and stood there with his mouth open staring at them. I guess I did too. Neither one of us protested. The last episode I considered the sexiest, even though we really didn't get to see anything. We had gotten to shop for the dresses for the play that night, each girl wanted a new dress and we were really not ready to argue about it. Linda came out in a striking cocktail dress of a clingy material with only the narrow straps of the halter to cover her breasts. Al was impressed! Then Jackie told Linda that her panty line showed. Linda said that wouldn't do and right there reached under her dress and pulled her panties off. She handed them to Al and asked, now what do you think. He bought the dress! We suggested a stop at the shoe store, and both girls gave us that look, you know the one I mean. They said that they needed to get home, it was getting late, and get ready for the night out. Besides they insisted, they needed some reason to get us back to the mall next time. We parted company and I promised to pick them up at their house in a couple of hours. On the drive home Jackie told me that she had told Linda about the panty line in the dressing room, but that Linda asked her to point it out again when they went out to show us the clothes. Oh she is a fast learner! XXXXXXX Shopping with the boys was a blast. Both Linda and I set out to tease them mercilessly and we succeed. I think the Dockers Joe wore are permanently stretched from the tent his hard cock made in them. I have no idea how many people saw my pussy or Linda's pretty panties, but I know Al and Joe had almost a continuous show. In the first dressing room Linda had a talk with me. "You know Alan has this fantasy that you and me have this thing going," she started out. "I think Joe is wondering about that too," I replied off handed. "Well what do you say we play along a little," she asked blushing a bit. "You're kidding right!" I choked out. "No, I don't mean do anything, jeez girl I love you, but not like that!" Linda tried to correct the misunderstanding rapidly. "What I mean," she continued, " is tease them. Let them think were doing something, you know lead them on." "I don't know Linda," I said thoughtfully, "that could be dangerous, what with the pills we're taking and all. What if they start "suggesting" things, like watching us!" "You told me we would keep our good sense didn't you?" "Well yeah, but what if I'm wrong, you could end up muff diving!" I told her. "No chance, you don't have a muff, it's shaved!" she smarted off. It sounded like it might be fun, so I agreed. It is amazing what a little fooling around will do when combined with a boy's imagination. When I was in the Philippines it wasn't at all unusual to see girls holding hands as they walked, do it here and all they guys go nuts. When we got home I rushed upstairs to dress. I tool extra care with the hair and makeup, then slipped on stockings and my new dress. Basic black, a girl's best friend, and in this case a guy's too. The dress hung from my shoulders and made a deep plunge in front and back, then cinched at the waist with a belt, ending with a wide skirt that hung to mid-thigh. The v was a little bigger in back then front and I thought about wearing it backwards, but the belt was sewn on and I didn't have time to play seamstress before we went out. The way the top rode from my shoulders I knew a slight push on the soft material and I would be topless. The sides were open under my arms to the waist and the right movement revealed the outside curve of my breasts. When I got to Linda's and she came out in her frock I felt almost overdressed. Hers was a halter gown and the material draped down the front and over her ample breasts, open to below her tits. Then the material wrapped around her back to leave the back exposed to just above her butt. The skirt fell to almost her knees, but a slit on the left side opened with each step to reveal thigh to the top of her stockings, and maybe farther with a little effort. She finished the outfit with black open toed sandals with sharp 4 inch heels. When we got to the restaurant every eye followed us. We were hot, two gals in knock out gowns strutting on heels and their hard nipples leading the way. Dinner conversation was pretty interesting. "Al got his new sport Illustrated today," Linda said. "Oh, you into football now?" I asked her. "No, but this was the swim suit issue, and you ought to see it!" she came back. "What a bunch of girls in skimpy suits?" "No, the body painting, a lot of the girls have the tops painted on!" she said with a little awe in her voice. "You mean just paint over their bare boobs?" I asked. "I've got to see this!" "I'll bring it over tomorrow. But can you imagine! On first look they seem to be wearing a top, but look closer and you can see their nipples and tell that it's nothing but paint!" she carried on. The idea stimulated me, "Where could we get away with wearing that? No place around here that's for sure." "Oh I know the place!" Linda chuckled, "boy's how would you like to take your girls to Las Vegas for a weekend?" "You're kidding!" Joe said. "When?" Al chimed in. "Linda are you serious?" I asked her. "Where could we go even in Vegas wearing nothing but paint?" "It's Vegas silly, any place you want! I've check it out," she continued, "when I saw Al's reaction to the pictures I went online and found a place in Vegas that did body painting. It takes two or three hours to do it right. I thought we could get all painted up with a blouse, something that would be revealing even if it were actually real, maybe a jersey. Then we could find a little skirt to match it and maybe a cover up for the start of the evening, like at a restaurant. Then the guys could take us clubbing! What do you think?" "I wonder," I said, "if they can paint on a pair of shorts or hot pants?" I thought it was a hilarious idea and was all for it, the guys couldn't talk. The theater hall was marvelous, the lobby filled with hundreds of people dressed to the nines. Even in that crowd we stood out. The lobby has a staircase that leads to a mezzanine. The stairs are open treads with a glass partition from feet to handrail. The glass-paneled handrail continues around the lofted balcony. The guys, being the perfect gentleman that they are, led us up the stairs making sure that we had the security of the railing. Of course that put us next to the open glass. I have played this game before, so I wasn't surprised when Joe decided he needed to stop about half way up to ask Alan a question. The only thing protecting our modesty (yeah, right) was fate deciding if someone would glance up. The guys stood us next to the railing on the balcony and went to get our drinks. We were a better show than the play so far. They brought us a white wine and then hovered over us, touching and generally letting everyone there know we were theirs. As the four of us stood there waiting to the curtain call Linda told us about a conversation she had with Al. "Alan told me," she began, "that any time a pretty woman walks into a room every man is instantly aware of it. He claims that they go on a peek alert, hoping to catch a glimpse of some hidden treasure. According to Al, even a quick peek at the plainest cotton panties will make their whole day. If they should get lucky enough to see something really special, like garters and stockings, or even the rare bare pussy it makes an image like a photograph that they can recall and enjoy for the rest of their lives." I made a vaudeville pantomime of looking over the railing, looking down at my dress and then looking over the rail again. "I must be making a lot of lasting impressions tonight! How about you?" "Oh, I think they will remember me for a long time!" she giggled. When the play started we took our seats, Linda, Al, me, and Joe, boy girl seating. The play wasn't five minutes old when I noticed Al's hand slip under Linda's skirt. From that point on I knew that all of Linda's oh's and ah's weren't about the great play. The intermission was a repeat of the beginning, the guys again placed us strategically on display and mooned over us. After the start of the second act, after Al's hand once again disappeared, I grabbed Joe's hand and moved it to my wet sex. The play got a lot better after that. I guess I'll never know how it ended. The valet brought Joe's Lexus around and was rewarded with a great thigh show, and maybe a little more, for his effort. Linda and Al took the back seat, Joe drove. They went right to it, necking like a couple of teenagers. Soon he had his hand under her top, feeling her nipples. I couldn't help but watch. As I turned to Joe, to lay a hand on his shoulder, I managed to turn sideways in my seat. Another mile and his hand was under her skirt, pushing it up and revealing that she wore no panties. She had one leg over his lap and the other on the floor, opening herself up for his play. It was so erotic, watching him. Linda laid her head back in the seat, closing her eyes. Her hands went to her dress and pulled the bodice open, exposing her naked breasts to the night. Her hands began to play with her firm breasts, cupping them and pinching and flicking the nipples. I caught Joe's attention and signal for him to take a look. He adjusted the mirror and began driving with one eye. I quit trying to be discreet and just turned to watch. Hell they didn't care! Joe's hand was in my lap, rubbing my thigh right up to my pussy. Al glanced over at me and smiled. He was enjoying the show they were giving and wanted us to watch. Linda leaned over and opened Al's pants, releasing his hard cock. Then she looked at me as she pulled her skirt up and moved over Alan facing front. I watched in wonder as she lowered herself onto him. With her legs spread outside his I could clearly see her pussy spread open to receive him and his cock slip into her. I couldn't believe it, here was my best friend fucking her husband in the back seat of our car driving down the road where anyone could see. Even when we pulled up to lights or stop signs they didn't stop or try to cover up. It was absolutely the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I was so hot that I moved my skirt up and began to play with my own wet pussy. Poor Joe, he didn't know whether to watch them or me. I was watching them! When they came I moaned with them. Joe was going to have to have his car detailed tomorrow. In less than two months my girlfriend of 20 years had gone from a sexless shrew to this blatant exhibitionist with the happiest hubby in the world. The magic pill therapy was an unqualified success! The next morning during our phone talk Linda asked a question I wasn't prepared for. "You know my brothers wife, Judith? I was talking to her on the phone a couple of days ago and she is absolutely miserable. Like an idiot I was bubbling over about how great things were with me and Al and she just burst out crying." "Poor baby," I replied, suspicious about where this was headed, "but it sure makes me appreciate how good Joe is to me." "Yeah it does me too." She allowed, "anyway I tried to talk to her and help her, but nothing was helping. Jackie I know that I shouldn't have, but...well I told her about the pills." "You did what!" I bellowed. "Jeez girl what if she tells Mike?" I caught my breath and went on, "ok, just how much did you tell her?" "Everything," she said sheepishly. "What do you mean by everything?" I asked. "Just that, all of it, you, me, the pills, how happy our guys are, everything." "Everything huh," I snipped, "did you tell her about fucking Al in the back seat of our car, on a public road while me and Joe watched?" "Yes," she said meekly. Oh shit! "She wants to come over and talk to us Jackie, I told her you would help her," Linda continued. "She said that she would do anything to have a happy marriage again." I sighed, "Ok, bring her over, and I guess Joe and I will have to have another dinner party pretty soon." "Here I go," I thought, "Super Jackie, saving the world one unhappy marriage at a time!" Magic Pills Ch. 05 Linda had invited Joe and me to dinner at their house tonight. I was looking forward to it. Linda promised that there was going to be great food, good conversation and a lot of teasing. I ask her if I should wear anything special, dress up or something. She told me no, just something that I would be comfortable in. She knows what I'm most comfortable in, my birthday suit. She had arranged for Judith (everyone calls her Jude) to meet us at her house this morning and that was where I was headed as soon as I sent off an email. To; Horny Joe From; Mad Scientist Joe Things are progressing wonderfully with you and the other test subjects. As I expected the treatment results seem to peak out after about three months and then stabilize. The subject women do not deteriorate into nymphomania, but become more comfortable with their new level of sexuality and much more inclined to take the initiative, not waiting for the suggestions needed in earlier stages. They have also learned by this time what their mates like and enjoy and are eager to offer that for their pleasure. From your reports the subjects appear to enjoy the playfulness as much as you do. We will continue to study the results and see if there is any deviation as time goes on. I am in need of another early stage test subject, another case similar to yours or Alan's. If you know any likely candidates please talk to me before approaching them. MS I set out the couple of blocks to Linda's, just in time for our meeting with Judith. They were in her living room when I arrived and Jude had already been in tears from what I could see. Her puffy red eyes won my sympathy immediately. I had meet Jude only a few times and we weren't exactly friends, but she was a sister in pain and I had to help her. I hugged her hello and we all sat down to talk. I was wearing a short denim skirt and a denim vest shirt with white tennies. Linda had on baggy blue shorts and a cut off t-shirt. It was obvious that she wore no bra. Jude was in jeans and western blouse. Jude is cute, about 5'5" and sort of thin, but not skinny. She has short brown hair and lovely brown eyes. Overall she was about as attractive as either of us. Linda fixed us each an ice tea and we started to talk. "I understand that Linda has told you most of the story about the pills?" I asked her starting of the conversation. She sort of smiled and returned, "Well she told me a story, but I'm not real sure just how much of it is true, no offense Linda, it just sounds sort of science fiction to me." "Funny," Linda cut in, "but when she told me the story I didn't doubt it a bit, but then I had already seen some proof of what she was telling me." "What kind of proof?" Jude questioned. "Well Joe and her had invited us over for dinner and she spent the whole night flashing me and Al!" Linda told her. "You're kidding right?" Jude said looking doubtful, " did you scratch her eyes out?" "I wanted to scratch Alan's out, they were popped out from staring at her! The next day she told me the story about the Mad Scientist and his magic pills and gave me the choice to join her and maybe make my marriage happier." "That's why I'm here, you said this would help my marriage, and even if it sounds far out I'm willing to try anything about now." I joined back in the talk, "If you're really interested, and if I can arrange it somehow, this is what will happen. Your husband will get a shipment of pills from the Doctor and start giving them to you twice a day. You won't notice anything, no dizziness, no tingling, just a slightly sweet taste to whatever he puts them in. In about 3 days they will begin to work. It will be subtle, just a feeling of heightened arousal, maybe some erotic dreams. Did you have sexy dreams?" I directed to Linda. "Hot dreams!" she replied, "and very vivid!" "Well anyway, your husband will have instructions from the Doctor about how to help you along. One of the things about the pills is that they make you very subject to suggestion, and he will start to suggest stuff to you." "Like what?" she asked suspiciously. "With me the first thing was to suggest I sleep naked," I replied honestly, "what about you Linda?" "Morning sex is what I remember, I don't know if he suggested it or it just happened, but morning sex is what I remember, and it was great!" she cheerfully added. "Hah, we haven't had morning, or for that matter any time of the day sex, in months!" Jude blurted out, then blushed. "Get over being embarrassed," I told her firmly, "being bashful about sex was one of our problems." "Well you certainly don't look embarrassed!" she said a little sharply, " do you always dress so casually?' She made a motion toward my legs. I was sitting on the sofa and had one leg pulled up. I had honestly forgotten about my lack of panties, just being my normal self. I made no move to cover up as I replied calmly, "No I prefer to be naked, but I kept my clothes on this morning out of deference to you." She turned to Linda with a look of disbelief on her face, Linda nodded and added, "Oh yeah, she usually strips as soon as she get through the door!" "You mean she just runs around your house naked?' "Yeah, but I do too, here and at her house, you should try it, it's very comfortable." Linda said without shame. "I don't think I'm going to be running around naked," she said. "I thought you would do anything to help your marriage?" I asked her. "What's this got to do with it?" she questioned "You'll see later, but don't worry about it right now, I mean you don't have to strip off and go through some sorority initiation to join us." I kidded her. Linda cut back into the talk, "The first thing you're going to notice is Mike being a lot nicer to you. He will start actually paying attention to you again." "What does giving me pills have to do with making him more attentive?" she asked wisely. "That's part of the instructions that the Doctor will give him, that he needs to reinforce the pills with attention, that and I think they feel guilty about drugging us." I informed her. We talked for about another hour, going over some of the things to expect and the progression of the effects of the pills. I made sure she understood that her hubby could never know that she knew about the pills. Finally she asked me how we would get the ball rolling. "The first thing we need to do is make Mike convinced he wants the results of the pills. That's what we did when Joe invited Al and Linda to our house for that dinner." "You mean that you're going to invite us over and then the two of you are going to flash my husband!" she blurted. "No, Linda is his sister, that wouldn't be right, but I will. Linda will just look sexier and happier than he can ever remember seeing her," I explained. "So I'm suppose to let my Mike look at your bare sex, and then he is going to want to drug me so he can look at mine, is that it?" she asked. "Yep, that's it." I answered. "Well I guess he would enjoy looking at you, but I doubt he would want me to do that!" she said smugly. "He will understand that he is pretty much in charge of what you do under the influence of the pills, it's pretty much based on the suggestions that he makes to you once this begins." I replied. "Well Mike's pretty damn conservative, so I shouldn't have to worry about that." She told us. We set up the date for dinner and parted company. When I got back home I stripped off and went out on the deck with my laptop to work on a project and enjoy the sun. Damn I like being naked! I dressed for dinner at Linda's in a wrap skirt and loose cut off t-shirt. Linda had asked me to wear white heels for some reason, so I did. The shirt fell to the middle of my belly, and the skirt stopped at mid-thigh, I thought I looked cute enough to eat. Alan met us at the door and led us to the living room to sit while we had drinks "Linda is in the Kitchen," he informed us, smiling a funny little smirk. I headed for the kitchen to help Linda, stopping on the way to admire the dinner table. The table was draped with a fine linen table clothe and topped with an Irish lace cover, the place settings were gold trimmed china and the flatware was sterling. There was a freshly cut flower in a cut crystal vase at each setting, and two fresh tapers in silver candlesticks on the table. Very nice I thought, very romantic. When I entered the kitchen I stopped dead in my tracks. Linda stood there in white heels and the shortest skirt I had ever seen her wear. Her back was bare, making me think she was topless. She turned to great me and I saw that she was wearing an apron. "My God!" I exclaimed, "where did you get that?" "One of the ladies at church is a seamstress and I had her make it for me, do you like?" she asked as she made a full models turn for me. "Hell yes! That's hot!" I told her. There were two straps about three inches wide that hung from her neck and dropped across her tits covering her nipples and a very small part of her breasts. Just under the breasts began the bib part of the apron and it ran down to a level with her hips. Attached to the bottom of the bib was the skirt. Including the lace trimmed edges the skirt couldn't have been more that eight inches long. It wrapped around her waist and fastened with a single button on the left hip, leaving her thigh bare to her waist. I thought it was just about the cutest thing I had ever seen! "I had two made," she told me, "mine is blue and white and yours is pink and white." She reached under the counter and handed me the soft cotton creation. I quickly shed the two pieces I was wearing and donned the apron. Now I understood why she asked me to wear the heels. If I stood perfectly still with my arms at my side it covered all the vital areas, but if I moved about any at all, it became a continuous and varied peek-a-boo show of nipples, pussy, and butt cheeks. Linda and I were giggling like a couple of kids. I helped her get the rest of dinner ready as she outlined her plan to "soften" the boys up over desert and get them ready to take a few hints about Mike and Judith. As the sauce simmered we walked into the living room. Joe spit a mouthful of his drink out when he saw us. "Dinner will be ready soon," Linda told them as I walked across the room to fix her a drink. "Why don't you guys come sit at the table. Al you sit at the head by the wine bucket and Joe you take the other end. We'll have the food out in a jiffy." After the guys were seated I watched Linda walk back to the kitchen, damn I hoped I looked half as good! We made a great show of serving the boy's meal, bending over, wiggling, and turning to reveal flashes of our bodies. Linda's fuzzy little bush and my bare pussy were just above tabletop and we took great advantage of the line of sight provided. Finally we sat down to our meal. The conversation was fun and relaxed; movies, politics and the upcoming summer vacation were all discussed. Once the entrée was done Linda looked at me and I gave a quick nod of my head. "Ready for desert?" she asked. As Linda and I stood up and slid our chairs back Joe said, "I don't know if I could swallow another bite." "Oh, don't worry," I told him, "you don't get to swallow this desert, I do!" We ducked under the table in unison like trained precision swimmers in a routine. Linda called out as her head fell below the table, "I'll race you to the finish, loser does the dishes." I was on my knees under the table, the long linen hiding me. Fortunately the table was long enough that Linda and I both fit without bumping butts. I grabbed Joe's belt and jerked it lose, quickly following with his zipper and snap. I tugged and he raised up enough to allow his pants to slide down. I swallowed his hard cock in one motion, taking as much as I could in me. I pumped on his cock with mouth and hand, the image in my head of him and Al sitting there looking at one another as their wives sucked their dicks. I can imagine the looks that passed between them. For all they knew it might not even be their wife, but I hoped Joe recognized my cock sucking style by now. "I Love a nice cream filled desert!" I teased, taking my mouth off Joe for a moment. "Mumfum," came the reply from across the table as Linda was unwilling to empty her mouth. Joe's hands slipped beneath the table and held my head as I worked furiously on him. The moans from above were growing louder and more constant as Linda and I competed in our race to finish our man first. I heard a loud grunt and an "Oh my God!" from behind me and I knew that Al was delivering first place to Linda's mouth at that moment. The thrusts, shakes and grunts from my Joe told me he was only seconds behind. He filled my mouth while Al was still moaning in pleasure. Linda and I rose from under the table together, licking our lips and smiling in great satisfaction. I took a sip of wine to clear my palette as I sat down again. "Anyone for a second helping?" I asked laughing. The victor was a good sport and helped me clear the table and load the dishwasher, then we adjourned to the den to play bridge. We were all in a terrific mood and the play was fast and furious. About thirty minutes into the game Linda spoke up. "Jude came by today," she started. "She really is having a hard time." "What's going on?" Al asked solicitously, "money problems?" "No, money doesn't seem to be a problem for them. She claims that Mike and her have become more like roommates than a married couple." "Yeah," I jumped in, "and I opened my big mouth and told her how great things were for Joe and me and she burst into tears!" "You were just trying to help," Linda said coming to my defense. "I felt so sorry for her, all the pizzazz is gone from their relationship." "Me too," I added, "she looked so miserable. I invited them over for dinner next week.' "I just don't know what to do to help her,' Linda said, dropping a hint as big as a boulder. The game continued. The attitude was joyous and happy. Another hour and Linda asked Al, "Say, do you think you could maybe talk to Mike, see if you can give him some advice? You're so good at this marriage thing maybe you can help him." "I don't know," Al replied, I mean I don't want to stick my nose in someplace I'm not wanted." "I think it might be a good idea," Joe chimed in. "I don't know them very well, but I have always like Mike and Judith. Maybe we can call him and go have a beer together." Gotya! I thought. When we finally broke up for the night I walked right out the door in my wonderful new apron. I honestly forgot all about my other clothes until I was almost in the car, then decided to hell with it. XXXXXXX Al and I met Mike for a beer after work the night after Linda asked us to help him. I had already sent an email to the Doctor and got his approval to approach Mike if I did it carefully, not revealing the source of the pills. First I wanted to check him out a little and be sure that he wasn't the type to abuse a good thing. We talked a little while we waited. I told Al that the Doctor thought that our girls had pretty well peaked out on the treatments and that while they wouldn't get any "hornier" for lack of a better word, they would get better at what they did, more creative and imaginative. Al's comment was, "If Linda gets any better than that blow-job last night it will kill me!" "Yeah," I responded, "I thought I had died last night myself, died and gone to heaven.' I explained that the Doctor was looking for carefully selected new subjects. The first criterion was that the marriage had to be stable, even if it was unhappy. We needed to feel Mike out and see if he was a good candidate. "What do you think of the girl's idea about Vegas?" He asked me. "I think it's awesome, but I'll tell you, if Jackie is going to run around with nothing but body paint for clothes I'm not going to let her out of my sight!" "They were just talking about the tops, painting on a shirt weren't they?" Al asked. "That's what Linda started out talking about, but you heard Jackie ask if they could do shorts or hot pants too, didn't you?" I reminded him. "Jackie could do that, she shaved, but Linda would have to shave her bush off to get her bottom painted." Al mused. "All you would have to do is suggest it to her," I edged him on. "Na, I kind of like the little fuzzy look!" Looking just a little embarrassed Al asked me, "Do you think our girls might have something going, you know a girl thing?" I had wondered about the same thing and told him so, "I'm not real sure, but they do seem pretty friendly and comfortable with each other. Do you think we would even know if it was happening?" "It's been one of my fantasies for years, too , you know, watch Linda with another woman. I'm not real sure that some fantasies aren't better left as just that, a fantasy." "So we just adopt the military policy," I asked, "don't ask, don't tell?" "I think we might be asking for real trouble if we did anything else, but that doesn't mean we can't tease them about it!" Al added. About that time Mike walked in and we waved him over to us. We made small talk for awhile, sports and such, before getting into the reasons for meeting. At fist Mike was resistant to talking about his relationship, but finally we got through to him and started touching on the real problems. He didn't feel appreciated, he just didn't feel like he was her hero any more. Judith didn't get dressed up just for him anymore, only when they went to visit someone, or out to a company function. She made love without interest, and he had almost stopped even trying. He sounded unhappy, but resigned to his fate and firmly said that he had no interest in cheating on her. He loved her, even as things were. "What do you think of our wives?" I asked him. "Their both fine woman," he answered too fast. "That's not what I mean," I stated. "What do you think of them as women, I mean are they attractive and sexy? This is not an idle question, there is a reason for it. Tell the truth." "Well Linda is my sister, but she's gotten kind of frumpy over the last few years. She's sure not the same girl I grew up with, she was almost shocking then. Jackie is pretty, very pretty, but, well she seems to be something of a tight-ass. Is that what you wanted to know?" "You haven't actually been around either one in a couple of months have you?" I asked. "No, it's been over three months since I've seen Linda, though we have talked on the phone a couple of times, and I can't remember the last time I saw Jackie," he said. "What you say about them was true six months ago, but not any longer. Al and I can show you how to put the fire back in your wife and your marriage if you're interested?" "Hell yes I'm interested!" he said enthusiastically. "Ok," I went on, "how would you feel about your wife having a much higher interest in sex, becoming much more demonstrative with maybe a touch of exhibitionism thrown in?" He smiled big, "I've got a beautiful wife and I keep telling her that, but she acts like she's ugly! Yeah, I'd be real interested!" Now to the tricky part I thought. "Mike, you and Judith have been invited for dinner at Al's next week. Before we can start this I need you to see what you will end up with for a wife. I'm not going to tell you anything else about how it works until after you've seen Jackie and Linda." I told him. "After that if you're still interested we can start. In the mean time you can say nothing about this to Jude, that's vital, nothing at all!" Mike hung around a while longer trying to get more information out of us, but we held firm. Finally we parted and he agreed to see us for dinner in a few days. Magic Pills Ch. 05 XXXXXXXX Reading the Mad Scientist's email had kept me up to date on the situation with Mike and Judith. Linda and I met on Wednesday afternoon to plan the evening, what to wear and how far to push the new couple. She claimed that as kids she used to run around in her bra and panties all the time, so she had no problem with her brother seeing that much, and she insisted that I not hold back at all. That didn't bother me at all either. The idea of both Mike and Alan seeing my bare pussy while my darling hubby watched made me wet sitting there! They were already at Linda's house when Joe and I got there. I was wearing a light summer shift, no heavier than a slip. My nipples stood out prominently even not hard, and the hem was only about 4 inches below my butt. That and heeled sandals was all I wore. Linda had on a cute outfit that looked almost like a sailor suit. The neckline dipped deep in a square cut and the skirt was short. The hot pink lace of her bra tickled the opening at her décolletage. The push up bra really enhanced her natural charms. Jude looked sullen. She was there, and she was going to let her husband get his eye full of us, but she didn't seem at all happy about it. From the start Mike seemed extra animated. He said he couldn't get over how great his sister looked and wanted to know if she had lost weight or something. His comments to and about me were all very flattering. Mike wasn't stupid, he made sure to share his bubbly enthusiasm with his wife. He held her hand or rested his hand on her shoulder and made sure to include her in every conversation. Linda led us into the living room and we waited until they had sat before we picked our strategic seating. I sat down with Joe directly across from Mike and Jude. His eyes went wide as they found my bare pussy. Every guy will look, hoping, and when they see what they dream about they are inevitably surprised. Quickly he turned to Jude, trying to distract her from me, from seeing what he saw. She knew what we were planning and evidently had prepared herself well. Her response was to nonchalantly continue the conversation. Mike tried his best to appear not to be looking between my legs, and failed terribly. I just smiled and arranged myself to provide a better view. Al took a seat in the overstuffed chair and Linda plopped into his lap. Her hot pink matching panties shown from beneath her skirt. They may have been even more eye-catching than my bare flesh. Sister or not he couldn't help but to look. We talked for a few minutes before dinner was ready then all sat at the table. The conversation was animated. Jude was gradually perking up in response to Mike's attention. After dinner we again congregated in the living room. Al and Joe made it a point to lather us with attention and maintained a constant touch of some kind with us. Mike was following suit and Jude's attitude had shown a great improvement. Joe and I left first and at the door I made a big display of hugging Al and Mike. My nipples were hard little points as I crushed them into Mike. I gave Jude a hug too, and whispered into her ear that I would be calling her tomorrow. We didn't even make it to the door at home before Joe was all over me, lifting my dress and caressing my bare butt. The first piece of furniture past our foyer is the love seat and he pressed me back against it. I swear that will be the first piece of the set to wear out,(.) Joe has had me in every way imaginable on that first convenient resting-place. Joe knelt and placed his mouth to my sex. God that felt good! I cupped my hands behind his head and laced my fingers together then pulled him into me. After the introductory licks, nibbles and kisses he settled into a steady flicking and lapping rhythm on my distended clit. Most of the time Joe will bring me in waves, taking me to a crest, then backing off a little. He has spent an hour driving me to distraction with his tongue and lips. Tonight he was not doing that he was driving me to completion with determination and purpose. I wiggled my hips to settle my lips against his and holding his head leaned back to revel in the feeling running through my body. I started to cum, not in an explosion, but like a drum roll, increasing and building to a crescendo pulsating through me. Finally I came in an almost painful grip and release of my insides. Joe didn't stop there, while I was still floating on the peak of the feeling he slipped his hands under my butt and picked me up. He lifted me easily and then lowered me onto his hard cock. When he took his pants off I don't know, but I did know that seven inches of hard love impaled me in one easy stroke. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck and humped. I humped for all I was worth, thrusting on the shaft inside me. Joe's six foot tall and strong, I'm five foot two and weigh about 108, so he had no trouble carrying me. He began to walk with me, across the room, through the kitchen and out onto the deck. Joe had a thing about sex in the fresh air, outside. He carried me to the diving board and laid me down. Then he began fucking me in earnest! He took long hard strokes that brought his cock out to my lips and all the way back in to the hilt. This time wouldn't be a drum roll, this time would be a rocket, flaring up in a burst of fire from my lions to explode in my heart. Joe thrust deep and hard and held tight in me as he jerked cum from deep inside to fill my pussy. I could feel him strain as if he were ejaculating his soul into me. Then we both collapsed onto the board. After we caught our breath we went for a late night skinny dip. If you have never tired it I recommend it as the best post sex relaxation available. Linda called the next morning to report that Jude had already called her, and to brag about the great sex they had after everyone had left. We swapped stories and I think it was pretty much a tie, sex wise that is. Linda told me that Jude was excited. She had her doubts about how seeing another woman's pussy had gotten her husband to act like a newlywed, but she didn't care how it work, just that it did. She told Linda that Mike had actually talked to her on the drive home, and that for the first time in months had instigated sex when they got home. Jude was still too new at this to share all the details, but Linda thought it had been satisfying. She wanted to know how we were going to get Mike to start her on the pills. She also wanted to know if she was going to end up acting like we did. Linda said she didn't exactly sound fearful about it when she asked the question. I told Linda that the boys would be talking to Mike again that day, and that once they did an email was sure to fly. As soon as I could get to it I would share it with her. We were planning our Vegas getaway for that weekend so I hoped to start Judith on the pill Friday, and then we could start reinforcing things Monday morning. Lyn and I talked about the trip, and about the body paint. She agreed to come over later and we would lie out in the sun. Joe called and we had a quickie phone sex at lunchtime. After that I had to have some relief so I took a hot soak in the tub and played my clit like a violin. Lyn showed about two and we took our usual naked spots on the recliners by the pool. I had been growing concerned over her, she seemed to be getting carried away. I mean I liked the game we were playing but maybe Linda was too into it. I decided to tell her the truth and maybe impose a little self-will back into her. "Lyn," I began, "I have to tell you something. It's about the pillsShe laughed, "Well I wondered when you would get around to it!" I must have looked like a puppy watching a ceiling fan. She continued, "You don't really think I'm that dumb do you?" "Wha.., how long have you known?" I asked her, still mystified. "Since about the tenth day." She replied calmly. "You didn't say a thing!" I choked out. "Why should I, and have you think I'm just another horny little slut? You know what a nosey body I am. Well after about ten days I wanted to see these miracles of modern medicine. So I went poking around Al's stuff looking for them. He's not very devious, they were in the top draw of his desk, in plain sight. Well they were in plain sight after I picked the lock, moved the files and drug them out from the back of the draw." "I should have known," I sputtered. "Yeah, you should have," she continued, "they were in an unmarked prescription bottle, with no cotton stopper or seal. They just looked familiar, just like the little case of Equal tablets I keep in my purse for when I go to places too cheap to have Equal on the table. I laid them out side by side, then did the tip of the tongue taste test." "Are you mad?" I asked. "Mad, hell I'd been drugged with coffee sweetener! I laughed so hard I almost hurt myself! I knew right then that Alan didn't know they were fakes, that this was all some crazy idea that you cooked up. My first thought was to call you and rub it in, but then I realized I was having way too much fun to ruin it." "So all this time you have been faking it?" I ask incredulously. "No, that's the weird part, the first ten days they actually worked! I was really getting hornier and felling sexier and taking the suggestions that Al made seriously." "Well shit," I said, "maybe Equal make you horny!" "So you don't plan to tell Al?" I wondered. "Not on your life!" she adamantly stated. "Al and I have never had it so good. I might tell him some day, like maybe when we are both ninety and he can't get it up any more, but not before that. He has been great! He's turned into the husband I always wanted. You know Jackie, the magic pills really are magic!" "The boys would be so hurt if they thought we were laughing at them, they have gone to a lot of trouble to do this, and it has been because they love us. I don't ever, ever plan to tell Joe." "So," I continued, "this Vegas deal is really something you want to do?" She smiled, "Don't you think it will be the hottest thing we ever thought of doing? Doesn't it make you wet just thinking about it?" I blushed, me Miss Sex, blushed, "Yeah, it does." "You didn't tell Judith the truth did you?" "Hell no! She's in for the full treatment!" Friday night we were at the airport headed for Vegas. Linda wore a dark blue jumper with a zipper down the front from neck to crotch. I wore a loose skirt and blouse. The guys were looking good in jeans and pull over shirts. We flew first class and talked continuously to overcome the nervousness about the coming adventure. The guys had booked a two bedroom suite at one of the major casinos and we were in awe as we walked through the lobby. Believe it or not I had never been to Vegas and Linda hadn't been in years. It was a giant amusement park! We got checked in and then everyone wanted to go down to the bar and check things out. Every place I look there were beautiful women and attractive men. There were also kids and old couples thrown into the mix. It was probably the most diverse crowd that I have ever seen. Linda and I were still in our traveling clothes, except now her zipper was much lower, like below her breasts. I could understand that, there were sexily dressed gals all over the place. We talked about what to do and it was a no-brainer that we were going to gamble! Joe wanted to try the craps tables and Linda and I headed for the blackjack. Neither of us was experienced at gambling, but we had a ball and the dealer was very friendly. Al wandered off with Joe, to just watch he claimed. I think he was watching the flesh, not the game. That's all right, it will just get him in the mood. We played for hours, then headed back to our suite. The guys asked if we wanted to order breakfast delivered from room service for the morning. They both had their "little boys planning something naughty" look. What the hell, we agreed, after all this was Vegas, how much trouble could we get into. There was a coffee service in the sitting room and I was standing there when Al came out of their bedroom. "Linda sent me for coffee," he told me, giving my still naked body a good look over. "If she's awake I'll take it in to her," I told him. I took the cup from him and walked into Linda's room. She was propped up in the bed and looking very content for so early in the morning. "You look like you got lucky this morning," I told her. "Very lucky indeed," she replied as she stretched. "You made Al's morning," she commented looking me over. "That's all right, you're going to make Joe's, besides, Al's morning was made before he left this room, I'm just the frosting on the cake. Wipe that just fucked look off your face and get your lazy ass out of the bed and join us in there." When I got back to the sitting room Joe was talking with Al. He smiled at me and at Linda who was following me a few steps behind. "What's the plan today?" he asked. "Linda has us an appointment for one o'clock at the painters. We are at your disposal until then," I told him. I picked up my coffee and turned on the TV to check out the local attractions station. Linda pulled out the book of restaurants and clubs that you find in every hotel room. We decided that after breakfast we would just wander the strip and check out the casinos then have lunch someplace nice. While Linda and I were still looking at the listing of clubs the doorbell rang, nice rooms have bells. Neither of us moved, we understood the plan. Joe answered the door and a bellboy pushed in a breakfast cart. He did a fast double take then asked if he should come back later. Al told him we were hungry now, just set it up. The poor guy was staring at two naked ladies and trying to arrange the breakfast setting at the same time. It was great! I looked at Linda and she was acting as if she were fully clothed or all alone, but I knew better, her nipples were hard as rocks. I got up and walked over to check out the food, standing right next to the poor bastard. Joe gave him a nice tip and sent him on his way. I am sure that the story was all over the hotel within minutes, and that from then on we would get exceptional service whenever we called. Both of the guys had hard bulges in their Terry cloth hotel robes, but Lyn and I were going to make them wait. We wanted them well primed for that night. We went to Linda's room to get dressed. I had washed two of Joe's white dress shirt(s), soaking all the starch out of them and using tons of fabric softener. We each donned one, not hooking any buttons, just rolling the tails and tying them under our breasts. We had matching white hot pants to go with them and white heels. I thought we looked smashing! Hair and makeup done we presented ourselves to the men. "Is that my shirt!" Joe asked. Yes dear, they both are," I smoothly replied. Joe gets his dress shirts made at a place that uses fine Egyptian cotton, hand stitches and custom fits them. He usually waits for a promotion and buys three for $200. I don't think he was too happy about them being rolled up and tied, but he knew a good thing when he saw it. "They certainly look a lot better on you than they ever did on me!" he complimented. I could feel the ultra soft cotton slipping over my nipples and knew this was going to be a wonderful day. Walking down the streets of Las Vegas with my ass tucked in high and tight by the tall heels and a hint of cheek showing from under the short shorts I felt as beautiful and sexy as any other girl I saw. There are some really outstanding girls in Vegas too! My breasts jiggled just enough to keep a constant tickle from the shirt going. Linda and I had seen some of the flyers for the local escort services and had looked in the phone book the night before out of curiosity. Nevada has legalized prostitution and we were amazed at how many ads there were for "escorts". If the pictures in the book were legitimate there were some very attractive ones too. Linda and I made a game of trying to pick out the professionals from the amateurs. Linda was still into the game of teasing the boys about their fantasy of the two of us and she took several opportunities to fuel the fire. One particularly attractive and obviously working girl caught her attention and she commented, so that the guys heard, that she looked hot enough that we could probably share her. I loved all the stealthy looks, second glances and outright stares that we drew. I knew that we looked good in our hip-hugger shorts and tie tops. Joe and Al were both demonstrably affectionate the whole time, and we loved that too. We might have been knockout sex dolls, but they didn't look too shabby either! It was time to head for the painting studio and we hailed a cab. After one evening on the strip we had learned not to drive anyplace in our own car, if you could get through the traffic you couldn't park. The Taxi drive made quick work of cutting through the maze of cars and using side streets got us where we needed to be in one piece and on time. The sign said, Body Art and Piercing, Janette Sandoval. The inside was clean and orderly, decorated with modern art and samples of her work. As we entered we were greeted by a man who introduced himself as Robert, Janette's husband. He was very charming, if not attractive, and we immediately started to feel at ease. He explained that Janette was getting everything set up and would be with us in a few minutes. We wandered the room looking at the displays of art. On one wall were some items of clothing for sale and one piece that caught my attention was a swimsuit. The sign above it said, "Look Mon, no strings!" The suit was displayed on a very lifelike mannequin, and a touch revealed that the skin was as soft and pliable as the real thing. The three pieces of the suit were just there, in the right places, but with no visible means of support, no strings at all. "How does this stay on," I asked, "glue?" "No," Robert responded as he walked to me, "it's a fine stainless steel frame that is spring loaded to hold onto the body. Here, let me show you." He lifted one edge of a bra cup and it popped right off. He handed it to me to examine and I was surprised to see that it folded in on itself like a flower at night. Robert explained that the gripping action by the spring-loaded fold kept things in place. The bottom worked on the same principle. "Where in the world would you wear that?" asked Linda. I turned to Joe and said in a sweet sexy voice, "Jamaica?" Joe was still mentally making the connection of that special suit, me, and our vacation when Linda burst out, "Ja-may-ka! Yeah! Alan I want one too, please?" Al grinned, "Can't buy it without trying it on can you?" Robert looked at me and said, "You're a 34 B?" My lips turned down in a pout. "A generous 34B that is!" He added quickly. "Very generous!" I pouted, play acting. "Linda you're a 36 C I think?" "Damn," Linda replied, "you should start a carnival act, guess your bust size. You could give out boobie prizes every time you guess wrong!" We heard a great laugh from behind us as Janette made her entrance. "He seldom gets it wrong, he has a real eye for breasts!" He slid out a drawer below the display and handed us each a package, "these are the tops, try them on it you like." With that we each untied our shirts and let them fall open. What the hell, these guys were going to be painting our bare tops in a few minutes anyway. You took the cup in your hands and sort of pulled it back, pressed it to your breast and then let it go. It just stayed there like magic. I walked over to the mirror and took a look. This was awesome. I had on white cups and they clung to my form nicely. I slipped the shirt off and admired the look. Linda followed suit. They were like big pasties without the glue. I loved it! Magic Pills Ch. 05 I wiggled around a little to test the fit and Richard commented, "They stay in place pretty good unless you get really active. I wouldn't recommend beach volleyball, and don't jump off the diving board unless you plan to do the breast stroke." We all laughed at that. "We're ready for you girls now," Janette said. I turned to the guys and placed my hands on my hips, "Ok boys, get lost!" "What?" Al asked. "You heard her," Linda joined in, "you're not seeing the results until tonight, it's going to be a surprise." "We'll call you when we're done here," I added. "You don't need us to stay?" Joe sounded disappointed. "I have my American Express card," I said holding up my shirt and touching my shirt pocket, "and my cell phone," putting my other hand on my hip, "what else does a girl need?" Janette and Robert led us through a curtained off area into a side room where there was a massage table and comfortable looking padded stool. They directed us to each sit on one of them. "Have you picked out what you want yet?" she asked as we sat topless in front of these two strangers. "I want a camisole top," I piped up, "with lacey shoulder straps and bodice, low cut and ending before my belly button." Linda had her pick ready too, "I want a Dallas Cowboys jersey, sleeveless, with big arm openings and the number 69 on it!" "You two plan on having some fun don't you?" Janette asked with a big grin. "Why Dallas?" "Oh, Linda thinks Dallas is the sexiest team in America," I told her, "besides her husband is a Pittsburgh fan!" "All right!, I'm going to do you and Robert will start on Linda. We usually start on the breasts to give you a bit of modesty as soon as possible. It doesn't look like modesty is a big concern for you guys, but we'll stick to our routine anyway, ok, any questions?" We were as ready as we would ever be so they started. Using an airbrush Janette blew air over my nipples. The caress of the air made them hard. "Got to do that to avoid blank spots if they get hard latter," she explained. Then she started painting me. It was amazing. Working free hand and from her memory and imagination she painted a perfect camisole on me. She started with the black main body of it, bringing the cover across my breast and nipples, leaving a small part of the aureole unpainted. The cover of paint was thinner than any blouse I owned, but somehow made me feel as if I were wearing something. The special body paint moved as skin, not binding or pulling as I thought it might. Janette promised it would be like that until I removed it, and because it breathed I could keep it on for as long as I wanted. She had the basic black of the cami almost done, somehow making it look like silk in the process. I was watching Linda and Robert while she worked on me and couldn't help but notice that Robert had a huge bulge in his pants. "Looks like Robert really enjoys his work," I said to Janette, nodding my head in the direction of his crotch. "He may be an artist, but he is still a man, and you two are gorgeous. What can I say, I apologize," She said. "Don't be silly," Linda commented, "I consider it a compliment!" "Tell you what girls, I'm going to pour you a glass of wine and then take a five minute break, ok?" Janette said. "Fine with us," we both nodded. She took Robert by the hand and led him from the room. A few minutes latter they returned, less one imposing bulge. They returned to work Janette finishing up the fine open lace of my camisole. The delicate red lace covered my exposed aureoles, allowing a peek through the latex gossamer. Looking in the mirror I could see that on a quick glance it looked as if I were dressed, but a close look revealed the secret. We called the guys to come get us then paid Janette an obscene price for the art and the "Almost nothing" bathing suits. The bill would go to our husbands offices and I had no doubt that they would feel they had gotten their moneys worth! This time we buttoned out shirts enough to cover the artwork and tied them under that. The boys would have to wait a little longer to see us. We had them drop us at the hotel salon for hair and nails. We each had a pedicure, manicure and hair styling done. When the gal asked what color nail polish I told her "Whore Red" "For the husband huh," she stated, "they all like the hot red!" "Well he's been a good boy lately so he deserves a treat!" I proudly told her. We got back to the room about 7, and sheltered ourselves in Linda's room to finish dressing. We made sure that our makeup was perfect, dabbed a little perfume and slipped on the rest of our carefully planned outfits. When we entered the room the guys whistled and hooted. I had chosen to wear a gold necklace and wrist bangles, a gold waist chain, a black tennis skirt and red fuck me patent pumps. The red shoes matched the red lace trim of my camisole. For a cover up I used a black silk scarf with red splashes that wrapped around my throat and hung over my breasts barely hiding me, but leaving the side curve of my breasts exposed.. The skirt hung about four inches below my naked and shaved pussy. Linda's skirt was what the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders would have worn if they wore skirts. It was Cowboy blue with white trim and very short, maybe shorter than mine. In keeping with her theme she wore white-heeled calf boots and a white open vest. She held it open to show them that the Dallas star covered one boob and the loop in the 9 of 69 circled the other nipple. We had talked about whether she should wear panties. Al likes the sexy little things, while Joe doesn't think anything can improve on the job nature did. She had decided to start out with a pair of lacey white bikinis and decide later if she would keep them on all night. As we descended in the elevator another couple joined us a floor lower. They boarded paying no particular attention to us at first, then I noticed he was checking us out. Finally I turned to him and cocked an eyebrow in question. "I'm sorry," he said, "I didn't mean to stare, I was just admiring your blouse. Do you think it comes in my wife's size?" She gave him an elbow in the ribs that had to hurt for a week. "One size fits all!" I replied. The guys had made reservations at a nice restaurant just off the strip. When we entered, the Maitre'd's practiced polite smile turn to one of real pleasure as we approached. He immediately showed us to a table personally, while ogling our artwork. The food was magnificent, the service excellent and the company the best in the world. It was odd sitting there in a room full of people while I was basically topless. I didn't feel uncomfortable, but very much on display, and very beautiful for some reason. I had to give the guys credit, they both acted as if this were perfectly normal, and that helped to put us at ease. By the end of the entrée we were so relaxed that Linda and I got up to go to the powder room. It gave us a chance to parade our public nudity and we both loved it! Of course my scarf flittered around with each movement of my body, and Linda's vest flapped like a birds wings when she walked so that they served no purpose other than to furnish an illusion of modesty. Technically we were dressed, our bodies were covered, and I assume we would even pass legally if challenged. Still, we felt naked. I kept thinking of the fairy tale, The Kings New Clothes. I just hoped some smart-ass little kid did come along and point out what everyone was enjoying and ignoring, that we were naked. After dinner we walked down the street to the first club of the night. It was heavy rock music, loud, fast and crowed. We found a table, ordered drinks and settled in. There was a disc jockey, not a live band, I much prefer a band. We stayed about an hour and really didn't attract much attention at all. That wouldn't do, what was the point if no one noticed? This crowd was dopers and rockers and wouldn't have noticed if we screwed on the tabletop. We took a cab to the next club and the driver made up for the missing attention from the first club. He jumped out and opened our door for us, something I suspect he hadn't done for anyone in years. He couldn't stop talking as we drove. He had endless questions and suggestions about where to go and what to see. I wondered if we might make it onto the cable show that films people in taxicabs. Surely this idiot couldn't be an actor! We did take his suggestion about a club and it turned out to be good advice. The next club had a live band and played a varied assortment of music, rock, oldies and country. We found and table and settled in. Linda's panties shown brightly in the dark lighting and I was sure that my bare pussy could be seen from the right vantage point. We sat and enjoyed a drink first then danced. I left my scarf at the table and now was fully on display. Linda kept her vest, but it did little to help her modesty. It felt wonderful to dance topless, to feel my breast swing with the music and my moves, to watch Joe's face. My skirt flared and bounced, exposing my lower nakedness with each move. I watched Linda dancing with Al and she was a sight to see. Her large breasts swung free under the small vest and her cheerleader skirt did nothing to hide her bright white panties. Several dances later we sat down again. A couple of guys came up to ask to dance, but Linda and I had decided that we would only dance with our husbands. The next number was a slow song and I took Joe by the hand and led him to the floor. Cuddling up to him, topless on a public dance floor was so exciting that I wanted to find a corner and fuck him right then. Judging from the hard lump in his pants he felt the same way. I watched Al's hands on Linda's ass, pulling her skirt higher and higher as they moved tight together. She was in heaven from the look on her face. I saw her hand slip between his legs and stay there for several minutes. The boys wanted to sit out a couple of numbers, so I asked Linda if she would dance with me. Talk about attraction attention, I think every person in the place watched us. Keeping in mind that Linda and I were still teasing the guys about whether or not we were having a thing, we danced a seductively as we could. When she ran her hands down my arms I shivered, and when I got behind her and wrapped mine around her middle she ground her butt into me. Of course the whole time we were making our skirts flutter and flap, showing everyone our charms. After the number Linda went to the ladies. I sat with the guys. She came back with her panties in her hand and gave them to Al. From that point on the only thing we had on other than shoes was our little skirts and we made sure that anyone around us got to know that for certain. The cab ride back to the hotel was a necking and groping session, and probably the hottest show the driver had ever seen. We were no sooner in the suite door than I had my skirt off and was dragging Joe to our bedroom. I threw him on the bed and attacked him, tugging his pants down, tearing his shoes and socks off and breaking buttons as I opened his shirt. I jumped on top of him and impaled myself on his hard cock. I looked back at the door we had left open in our hurry and saw Al holding Linda around the waist from behind, his hand under her short skirt fingering her as they watched us fuck. That turned me on so completely that I came in an instant hip thrusting convulsion. I rolled Joe over so he was on top and let him fuck me as hard as he ever had. He knew they were there too, and it obviously turned him on. When I looked past Joe as he pumped into me I saw Linda on her knees sucking Al's hard dick. She was taking half of him into her mouth and pumping with her hand on the other half. I wanted to cum, I wanted to watch them cum, I wanted to feel Joe cum. I got all my wishes at once! The next morning we slept very late. Joe and I had a long hot shower together as he helped me wash the body paint off. I had thought about keeping it a few days, by our lovemaking had gotten more than a little sloppy the night before and there were washed out places. Linda and I packed up our stuff, both of us dragging from the night before. The boys played slots in the lobby while we had a snack before our flight home. We talked about our plans for Judith. The Mad Scientist had shipped the pills for all three husbands the day after our meeting, and Joe had given each their allotment. By now Jude was on the pill at least three days and it was time for Linda and I to reinforce the miracle. It was going to be a lot more fun with an accomplice. Magic Pills Ch. 06 Linda called and said that she and Judith would be over about 2 o'clock. I told her to just come around to the back yard, I would be back there. It was Monday and we estimated that Jude had been on the magic pills about three days by now and it was time for us to reinforce the treatment. Linda and I had spent the weekend in Vegas with our hubbies and had an absolutely great time. We were fired up and ready to start helping Judith along the path to happiness. I heard Linda and Jude open the side gate and come into my yard. I sat up to greet them and as they approached asked if they would care for an ice tea, or maybe something stronger. I was naked of course. Jude looked a little uncomfortable with my unabashed nudity, but before she could speak up I turned to the house to retrieve the promised refreshments. Her eyes followed me each step of the way, unbelieving at my relaxed display of flesh. I fixed the drinks and returned to the deck, her look still following me. I noticed Lyn behind her stripping off her shorts, having already disposed of her blouse. I spotted the change immediately. "Linda! You shaved!" I yelled out to her. Jude turned and her mouth dropped open. "Linda, what the hell are you doing?" she stammered. "I know you said you ran around naked, but out here? In the daylight? What if one of the neighbors sees you?" she continued in a shocked voice. Linda turned to me and asked, "Yeah Jackie, what if one of the neighbors sees us?" "Well,' I quipped, "I hope they like what they see! Seriously Judith," I continued, "there is a big fence all around and lots of trees and scrubs, if anyone wants to see anything they will have to peek out the second story window. None of our neighbors are home during the day, they all work. So don't worry about it." She didn't really seem any more at ease, but Linda and I just went about our normal routine ignoring her discomfort. I had dragged another lounger over to where Lyn and I sat in the sun and she settled in to join us. Her capri pants and short sleeve blouse wouldn't make for much of a suntan, but that was her problem. Linda and I had to be sure there were no tan lines for our trip to Jamaica next month. We had new "no strings attached" bikinis that we planned to wear. "Ok Linda," I pressed, "back to my original question, when did you shave?" "When we got home last night Al wanted me to model the new swimsuit for him. I told him I needed to get a wax first, but he volunteered to shave me," she told me, "I thought, what the hell, it might be fun. Boy was it ever!" I was laughing, and Jude was looking at us like we were nuts. "Did he lick it off?" I asked. "No, but he licked it for an hour afterwards!" she replied. Jude was blushing. "Come on girl," Linda prodded, "lighten up, it's just us girls here. Tell me did my brother start you on the pills yet?" "Yeah, Friday night," she whispered. "So…come on what happened, tell us about it, did you get laid?" I've never seen a girl blush so much! She didn't answer, just turned beet red. "Come on Sister-in –law, tell me all about it?" Linda coached her. "Well yes, I did get laid as you so grossly put it. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday if you must know!" Jude said trying to look confident and failing miserably. "Wow!" I said, "When was the last time that happened?" "Not since our honeymoon, " she replied a little disgusted." "Wait a minute here!" Linda chimed in, "these pills are supposed to take three or four days to start working and here you are after the first night screwing like a bunny rabbit?" Jude blushed again: damn this girl was going to have a heart attack from blushing so much. "I don't know what they are supposed to do, but Mike and I hadn't had sex in over a month until the night we had dinner at your house. Then Friday he slips a pill into my drink and the next thing I know we are in bed. When he touches me I get turned on. Saturday he stayed home instead of playing golf. He took me to my mother's, helped around the house, listened to me when I talked to him and even complimented me on how nice I looked. I mean he was an absolute angel all day. He did the same thing Sunday. All day long he was touching me. I don't mean fondling me, just touching me, putting his hand on my shoulder, or holding my hand. It was nice. It was the first time in a long time that I felt he loved me!" The tears started. Tears of sadness for what had been, tears of joy for what could be. Linda went to her and hugged her and they both ignored her nakedness. They broke the hug laughing, both wiping tears from their cheeks. "Has he made any suggestions to you yet?" I asked softly. "It's important to respond to his early ideas, that helps to build his confidence.' "He told me how pretty I was and how much he liked to see me dolled up as he put it," she answered still dabbing at her eyes with the drink napkin. "So?" I asked. "Sunday I did my makeup and hair, I don't usually do that around the house," she allowed. "Why not? If you were still dating him would you let him see you without makeup, with your hair a mess?" "Well no," she said, " I guess that we have just gotten into a rut and I stopped thinking about that sort of thing." "He also suggested that I get my nails done, just something he mentioned once on Sunday," she continued. "Well I'll go get the polish, you go sit by the table over there and we will do your nails!" I said bouncing up. We all sat around the pool side table and I did Judith's fingers and toes as we talked. An hour later there was a coat of our now trademark "Whore Red" polish drying on them. Funny how a little thing can make such a big difference, but her attitude had improved constantly during the process and by the end she was almost bubbly. Finally Linda said she had to go so she could be home for Alan. She stood and retrieved her blouse and shorts, then slipping them on hugged me goodbye. Judith promised to call and update us on a daily basis. To my surprise Jude called me the next morning. I was used to her communicating through Linda. I assumed she thought Linda was the saner one of us. She didn't know Linda very well! I considered it a big step that she went directly to the naked slut. Jude told me how she had been waiting for Mike when he got home. She had slipped on a light summer dress without a bra. She claimed she was not ready to shed the panties yet, but that the dress clearly showed she was braless and Mike's reaction was immediate. He took her in his arms and hugged the stuffing out of her. She had a nice dinner ready and they had a pleasant meal before settling in front of the TV to watch a video. It wasn't a hot movie she claimed, but a chick flick, the type of thing that Mike would never watch with her. The movie viewing turned into a necking session, then to petting and before the movie was half over they were both naked and not the least bit interested in the heroine any longer. Judith said she couldn't remember the last time they had fooled around anyplace other than the bed. She was having a great time and didn't give a damn if the sofa ended up with a small stain on it by then. "Jackie," she went on, "Mike asked me to do something that he has never asked before. He said he wanted to see my pretty fingers wrapped around his hard dick!" "So did you?" I questioned her. "I was caught up in the feelings and so surprised that Mike spoke to me like that I just reached out and held him. Mike has never used profanity during sex!" "Honey," I told her, "dick isn't profanity, cock maybe, but only if you're not horny at the time." "That isn't all; he wrapped his hand around mine and began to move mine on him. I used to listen to the girls in school talk about giving hand jobs to their boyfriends, but I have never done anything like that!" "After a couple of minutes he moved his hand away and I just kept it up. I don't know what it was, but I wanted to do it now, to please him this way." "The pills girl, don't feel guilty, the pills just removed your inhibitions," I reminded her. "Maybe so," she allowed, "but by then I just wanted to watch him, you know, watch him get a climax." "Oh I can understand that!" I told her. "I've felt him a few times, and helped him find the right spot sometimes, but I had never really held him and stroked him before. I was surprised at how the skin felt, moving under my hand. He was both hard and felt soft at the same time, it's hard to describe." "You don't have to describe it to me Jude, I know exactly what you mean," I replied. "I guess I never really paid attention to just how big he is. My fingers wouldn't go all the way around him and when I used my other hand, both of them didn't cover all of him. Is that normal?" "They come in all sizes girl, but it sounds like you have a healthy specimen there!" I laughed. "I just kept moving my hands, mesmerized at the way the skin just slid up and down. I made sure to keep my hands turned so he could see my nails because he said he liked that. Then he started to get wet." "When I pulled the skin up over the top it came back wet, like he was leaking. The wetness worked its way down until it was under my hands and then the sensation of gliding, of softness surrounding hardness was so intense that I was amazed by it." "Mike was mumbling to me all the time too. He has never done that before and never said the things he did before. He kept saying how good it felt and for me not to stop. He said he wanted me to make him cum. " "I was watching his face. I don't know how to describe it but he looked completely relaxed and totally intense at the same time. He was looking at my hands moving on him. We were both watching, waiting." "I felt his body stiffen and then shake like he was having an internal earthquake. Then he erupted! It was like watching a car wreck, everything was crystal clear and in slow motion. I had him pointed straight up and the first stream leapt into the air. I followed it with my eyes as it reached to the peak of its flight and started to fall back. Just then the second burst came out and they collided in midair. Like one of those aerial fireworks it just exploded and flew everywhere. Then more came, and more." "My hands were soaked and Mike's belly and legs were drenched, but I was still holding onto him tight. His eyes were closed and he looked like he was holding his breath. I didn't know what to do. Part of me wanted to run and get a wash cloth, and part of me just wanted to sit there holding him in my hands. Mike opened his eyes and look at me. He silently mouthed, "I love you." "He sat up and turned me on the sofa, placing my back against it, then he slipped to his knees in front of me and lowered his head between my legs. God it was awesome. I didn't realize that I was wet, but I was very wet, soaked. I don't even remember what he did to me, just that it felt terrific and that in a minute I was jerking and twisting in an orgasm of my own." "Oh you lucky girl!" I applauded. "We went upstairs," she continued, "and washed each other off and by then he was ready to make love again. So we did!" I was horny as hell just from listening to her and Joe wouldn't be home for hours yet. I tried to focus on Jude and helping her. "Have you got any plans for tonight, anything special for him?" I asked trying to steer her thinking a little. "Mike wants me to dress sexier and I was hoping that maybe you and Linda could go shopping with me. Maybe you could help me pick something out to wear for him." "I think that's a great idea!" and I wasn't lying. She was already responding to his suggestions magnificently. "Linda and I will pick you up in about an hour." I told her and then hanging up hurried to call my accomplice. We spent a couple of hours helping Jude shop. Linda and I tried to curtail our show off tendencies for the day, and I think we did a good job of it. Of course if someone just happened to get a peek under our skirts or down our blouses, well that was their good luck. Our objective was to help Jude. We had to be careful not to go too far in our recommendations; we didn't want to scare her. She ended the day with several pairs of stockings a lacey new bra and panty set, a thin blouse to cover it with and a short skirt. We couldn't get her into the shoe store, she claimed to have what she needed at home. We took her back home and wished her luck. By the time I heard Joe's car drive up I was about to bust with horny! When he came through the door I was waiting wearing heels, garters, stockings and a half bra. He loves me in black and I was all decked out in his favorite color. I had dinner on the table when he came in, everything but desert, and I quickly unwrapped that! Once he was naked I led him to the table and we ate. There is something about having a naked man sitting near you that just gets things going. When the meal was done I took my wineglass as and moved to him. He slid his chair back and I sat on his lap facing him. I lowered myself onto his hard shaft and just settled in. We shared my wine as I thrilled at the feeling of him deep inside me, just holding still and savoring the pleasure it gave me. Then I started to move. I rocked and rolled and shimmied and shook on him as his hard cock plunged fully into me. Near the end Joe stood and sat me on the edge of the table so he could take control and he started long stokes into my pussy that very soon drove me over the top. He came right after me. A fertile woman could get pregnant just swimming in our pool! That's where we ended up. Joe's cum was still running down my leg when I stripped my lingerie off and dove off the side. We floated and swam, we cuddled and petted, we kissed and then we made love again in the water. Finally we went to bed, and we made love again. Jude reported that her new outfit was a great success and that things had never been better with her and Mike. She talked to me or Linda everyday, but we didn't actually get together until about a week later. Linda and I were lying out by the pool, (I know that it sounds as if that's all we do, but we each have a part time job. Linda sells real estate and I consult for an ad company. Linda also volunteers at a hospital once a week and I give a couple of days a month to the women's center) when Jude showed up. She let herself into the backyard and took a seat between us. She had gotten used to our nudity by now and just paid it no attention. She was looking much better and dressing better, even for just a visit to us. It was pretty obvious that she had something on her mind, she looked troubled. We became concerned immediately. After the usual pleasantries Linda broke the ice, "Ok sister, what's the problem? You look like you just found out there is no Santa Claus." She looked at the two of us and giving a deep sigh and dropping her shoulders said. "Mike wants me to give him a blow job." "What!" Linda yelled. "You mean you haven't!" I exclaimed. "You've got to be kidding me!" Linda demanded, "You mean that you have never given Mike a blow job? How the hell have you stayed married to him?" She blushed a deep red and shrunk into herself more. "I want to, really I do!" she started, "but I'm afraid if I do he will want to, well, he will want to cum in my mouth." "Of course he will," Linda said more kindly, "and you'll let him too." "And if you don't," I said playing the bad cop, "I'll take you out behind the pool house and kick your silly ass!" "You guys do it?" she asked incredulous. "You let them cum in your mouth?" "Of course we do," Linda answered for us, "Jackie I think you need to explain your cocksucking theory to Jude." I gave my lecture on male domination and female submission, explaining that they were not at all the same thing. For us to submit to our lovers was a gift of love from us demonstrating our adoration of our man. When we get on our knees in front of them and take their manhood in our mouths we are telling them that they are the most important thing in the world. When we let them cum in our mouth it is our complete surrender to their maleness, to what they are. "Do you actually enjoy it?" she asked me, "I mean doesn't it taste awful?" "Do you remember the candies Sweet Tarts?" I asked her. "Sure, used to eat them by the box full," she said. "Well that's what it reminds me of, except warm and liquid, and jet propelled." Jude laughed, "It's that jet propelled part that scares me I think!" "Whether I am lying on the bed between his legs, or kneeling on the floor in front of him I like to watch his face." I went on. "With Joe you can see everything he is feeling right in his eyes. I get such a kick out of seeing him have so much pleasure from what I do for him. When he gets close he makes these funny faces and he starts to tremble all over then goes really tense just before he cums." "When he cums he just melts. Sometimes he moans or calls out something, but mostly he just sort of dissolves into my mouth and gets this look of complete satisfaction, total relaxation. It's the best feeling in the world to do that for the guy you love, sometimes I cum just doing that, with no other help." Jude and Linda were both looking at me, I guess I had a funny look about me as I was remembering loving my Joe. "So how often do you do this?" Jude asked. "I don't know, maybe four or five times a week, something like that." I mused. "What's he do? Tell you that's what he wants?" she asked. "No, that's always something he wants, I just do it when I feel like it, or want to do something special for him. This morning for instance, " I explained. "We were getting ready for work, or he was anyway. Joe had finished his shower and was standing at the sink shaving. He looked so cute standing there naked, with shaving cream all over his face. He was making all these funny faces as he twisted his jaw or pulled his nose around to shave. His butt was flexing, his cheeks getting tight and then loose as he moved. He just looked so cute and sexy! I moved behind him and reached around and got a handful of his soft dick and started to play with him. He got hard fast, he usually does, especially in the mornings. I turned him around and got on my knees in front of him and took him in my mouth, He smelled of soap and male musk and tasted delicious. I was horny and wet so I played with myself as my head bobbed on his hard and hot cock. He just leaned back against his sink and let me work on him. He still held the razor in one hand and the other had lather on it, his face was still covered in shave cream, but his eyes were bright and happy. I've done this enough that I have gotten pretty good at controlling him with my mouth and I wanted to cum too, so I made sure to keep him on the edge until I was ready. Just as I was about to let go I made him cum and when he shot into my mouth I came too. It was great! I just stood up and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and then went downstairs without a word. He came down a little later and you know what he said? He said, "If Bill told Monica that isn't sex she must not have been very good at it!" That was as good for both of us as any regular sex we ever have had," I finished. Jude was still inclined to blush a bit and she was then after listening to my story. Linda added an important comment to complete her day's education. "Remember not to spit it out," Linda said, "that's insulting to them. When a man is horny the only thing bigger than his dick is his ego!" Her cell phone rang just then. We listened to her side of the conversation, obviously with her husband. When she hung up she turned to us to explain. "That was Mike, he's getting off early and wants to come by and pick me up," she told us. "I told him this morning that I might walk over here and talk with you guys." Magic Pills Ch. 06 "You walked here?" I asked. "Yeah, for the exercise, you know to lose a couple of pounds," she said. "So he's coming over here to pick you up?" Linda asked. "Should be here in about fifteen minutes," she answered. Linda looked at me, then at Jude and grinned, "Well you have two choices; you can let your husband see two naked ladies lying on the deck, or three, one of them his wife." "Yeah, well I think that's why he's picking me up. I told him about you guys sunbathing naked out here and I think he wants to see for himself!" she admitted. "So get comfortable and join us," I told her. To my surprise she did. She slipped of her shorts and panties and then pulled her shirt over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, but sure didn't need one either. Linda kidded her about her wild bush saying that she should let Mike take the weed eater to it. "He's talked about me trimming it, but I just haven't yet." She said. "Well get him to help you, that's always fun," Linda said to her. She laid back and tried to relax, but I know she was apprehensive about Mike seeing us there together, about her being naked outside. Jude was turning into a really good sport. We heard Mike's car in the driveway and Jude started to fidget, wanting to do something besides just lie there as he walked in. The long whistle told her it was too late, that he had already seen us. "Hello Sis," He greeted Linda, "sure seems like we're seeing a lot more of each other these days." He was being a smart ass. He sat down on the edge of Jude's lounger and leaned over to kiss her, "I'm glad to see you're having a good time!" She was perfect as she answered, "Just thought I'd work on my tan a bit," without the least show of nervousness. "You don't mind do you?" she added with a sexy smile. "Not a bit, oh no, not me," Mike replied quickly. Then he added, "Good to see you too Jackie." "You certainly have a beautiful wife Mike," I put in, "I hope you're taking good care of her." "You ready to take me home and take good care of me?" Jude asked with a much more wicked smile. She got up and fetched her shirt and slipped it on, then pulled her shorts up, leaving her panties on the deck. "Come on Mike, take me home." "Go on you hussy," Linda called out to her laughing as she walked out. That weekend we were all going to my Mom's place on the lake for the day. Linda had known Mom since high school and she was like another sister around the house. We took Al's big SUV for the trip because we were taking an ice chest full of beer and snacks for the day. Mom always puts out a big spread to eat, but we liked to do our part too. We spent the day talking, teasing and laughing while we played on the lake, caught Perch, watched a ball game and just enjoyed the company of everyone. I had told Linda to wear underclothes, shoes and socks. She just gave me a questioning look, but knew that I must have something in mind. We wrapped things up just at dark and packed the car for the trip back home. It's about an hour and half drive with all but the last ten minutes on country roads or Interstate. A few miles from Mom's I mentioned that it would be a long boring drive, so I had brought a deck of cards to help pass the time. "Anyone interested in a card game?" I asked "What we playing?" Linda asked "Strip Poker!" Joe kicked in. "Yeah!' Alan confirmed. These guys are so predictable. I opened the pack of cards and shuffled them on the back seat as I let the suggestion sit there. "Well? You chicken?" Alan asked both of us. "No, I was just picturing your naked ass driving this truck down the road!" I shot back. "Come on Jackie," Linda said, "you know we are going to do it, just deal!" Joe, Linda, and I rotated the deal, laying the cards on the console and using a single overhead light so we could read them. We played five card draw with nothing wild, except that is, the people playing. The next 30 minutes were spent on a farm to market road with little other traffic and few roadside stores. We took turns losing, no one player gaining any big advantage. By the time we reached the Interstate I was down to my shorts, panties and bra, Linda had that plus her blouse, Al had his pants, shirt, and I assume boxers, while Joe had only his pants and boxers left. The traffic on the Interstate was much heavier, and even though Al's Suburban sat high and the windows were tinted you could still see into the car. The game continued with Linda losing more now and soon she was down to her bra and panties. Al lost his shirt and Joe his pants then I lost two hands in a row, stripping me to my panties only. Al then let out a little laugh and said, "Hey guys. Believe me I didn't plan this, but we're almost out of gas." We all just looked at each other. "It's your car and you do have the most on so I guess you get to fill her up," Joe replied. "How about this?" Al let out, "we play one hand and the person with the worst hand has to fill it up?" Linda and I looked at each other and grinned. Joe laughed and Al just kept smiling at us. "Deal the cards!" Linda told him. I was determined to win this hand, but I knew Linda was too, so I had to really concentrate. I was dealt two aces, 3,6,7. When the draw came around I took three cards. Linda took three, Joe and Al each tool two. "Let me see if I understand this?" Joe put in before we were each dealt our new cards, "the loser has to get out, dressed as they are and gas up the truck?" We all nodded our acknowledgement. "Well let's make it a little more interesting," he added, 'they get out like they are, but before they can get back in they have to remove one more piece! You guys game?" Al being the only one who couldn't lose much jumped right in with his agreement, but Linda and I each agreed without much doubt. "Ok guys, show your cards!" Joe said as he laid down a pair of Kings with and Ace kicker. Al promptly set down his three Queens. Linda looked at me and spread out her hand. She had 4,8, 10, Jack, King. I grinned at her, and she knew. I proudly laid out my 2, 3, 6, 8, 10 and cried out, "Yes!" "You slut!" she laughed, "I threw away three fives!" "The next gas station if you please James," I said with a giggle. As chance would have it the next station was on the very northern outskirts of town and a major intersection. The station was a major brand, well lighted and pretty busy. It was almost ten at night so I wasn't concerned about kids seeing me as I slipped on my tennis shoes. Al pulled into the middle service isle and stopped. I opened the rear door and jumped out. I had forgotten the credit card so had to stand there leaning against his window while Al fished it out of his wallet. I slipped the card into the machine and selected the gas and started pumping. This one did not have an automatic lock on the handle to keep it running so I had to stand there and hold it. Clad only on tennis shoes and high cut panties I pumped gas and drew a crowd. Two middle-aged guys pulling a fishing boat were in the isle next to us and they just stood there and gawked at me. A young man came out of the convenience store and stopped dead in his tracks. Another car started to pull off, then the driver saw me and circled the station to get another look. A car coming up to the traffic light on the street turned in so sharply that I thought he would wreck. He pulled up to the store, got out and rested his arms on the roof as he stared across the lot at me. I was in heaven! The Suburban has a big tank and I guess that I could have stopped pumping gas when there was enough to get home, but I put in every last drop it could hold. Then when the machine prompted me for a receipt I said yes and waited for that too. My nipples were hard, my panties wet and I know my whole body was flushed red. I walked back around to my door and found it locked! Linda made a motion, pointing at my panties and I remembered the raise on the bet. I smiled at her through the glass and hooked my thumbs into the waistband and slipped them off in one motion. I spun them on my finger and tossed them to the fishermen. "They'll never believe you anyway!" I said as I heard the door lock pop and climbed back into the car. I was naked and out of the game now. Everyone but Joe ended up that way on the rest of the drive, somehow he managed to keep his boxers. Al dropped us in our driveway. I gathered my clothes in my hands and walked stark naked to the house. As we passed through the door I tugged his shorts off. We went to sleep several hours later. We didn't hear from Jude until Monday. She was all excited about going shopping with Mike over the weekend. Judging from the description of some of the clothes she bought Mike must have been excited too. The magic pill therapy was working on that couple perfectly. Jude told us that Mike was being the most perfect husband in the world. She said that for the first time in years she felt in love. I could relate to that. "By the way," she told me. "I'm mad at you." "Why?" I asked concerned. "You lied to me! It doesn't taste anything like Sweet Tarts!" I burst out laughing and replied, "Well you'll get used to it." "Three times this weekend," she bragged, "and the last time was in the car on the way home from the mall. I thought he would die!" "Judith!' I exclaimed, "You are turning into such a slut, next thing you know you'll be running around the house naked!" It was her turn to laugh, "Come check it out, naked, shaved to a little heart and happy as hell!" "Jackie," she started in a serious voice, "I want to thank you and the others for helping us like you have. I never would have suspected that I could be this happy and feel this free." "Oh Jude, I'm just glad that you're happy! Someday maybe we can find that Doctor and thank him!" We talked a little longer and then had to go so we could get ready for our hubbies. That night after a nice dinner and a run into the grocery store that was one long teasing session, Joe led me to our bedroom. First he blindfolded me with a silk scarf, then slowly stripped off what few clothes I had on. He pushed me to the bed and helped me down. Then I felt him tying my hands with more scarves. "Oh boy" I thought. Our big four poster bed is perfect for this kind of thing, but we seldom used it like that. I really enjoyed the sensation of helplessness that being tied gave me, and Joe knew it. Soon I was spread eagle and naked on the bed, open to whatever he had in mind. He began with his fingers, just ever so lightly slipping them over me, tickling the fine hairs on my body. Kisses followed, soft tender kisses in all the right places. Not being able to see heightened my awareness of touch and each soft caress of his hands or fingers sent a chill through me. My body was responding beautifully to the stimulation and the feeling of his bare flesh against mine excited me. His warm breath covered my body in waves of pleasure and his lips touched off fires as they glided over me. His teeth touched a nipple and closed tenderly sending a river of chills through me. His hands glided up my thighs and surrounded my pussy and I arched up to meet him. He denied me as I knew he would, but I had to reach out to him, for his touch. His tongue parted the folds of my pussy and my whole body jerked in orgasmic bliss as the first of many ran through me. He licked and sucked and nibbled for an hour, all over my body. I was dripping wet and so hot that I was moaning with each of his touches. My breasts were tight, and my nipples so hard to be almost painful. My clit was swollen and tender, and wanting more as his tongue and fingers played over it again and again. Finally he slipped inside me with his hard cock. It felt so wonderful as it parted and speared me, driving to my depth in one strong push. He slowly worked in and out, taking long and powerful strokes into me. I was lost in the heat of sex as he pumped into me. The orgasm started deep in my gut and slowly expanded like a balloon being inflated. I cried out obscenities and pleas for him to fuck me harder, faster, and deeper. Then like someone letting go of the end of the balloon it collapsed and I came in a rush of quivering and laughing and moaning pleasure. Just as I let loose with the best orgasm of my life Joe pulled out of me and shot his cum all over me. He splattered my breasts and stomach, one burst hitting my chin and pooling on my throat. I was in a sexual stupor and his hot cum carried my orgasm on and on. XXXXXXXXXXXX Jackie looked beautiful laying there, her arms and legs tied to the four posts of the bed, her naked form spread out under me and available. I had made love to her, fucked her as completely as I could with my whole body. I ended bathing her in my love. I had been waiting for this moment for months, for more than half a year I had been hoping for the perfect time. Now with my lover dazed and satisfied under me I knew the time had come. I crawled up her body, moving to my knees over her. The touch of her skin was electric against my thighs. My softening cock drug over her body, slipping through the cum still covering her. She was smiling and looked so at peace. "You know that my agency insures some very sensitive companies," I started. She didn't respond, just laid there breathing and smiling with her eyes closed. "We have to be very careful about confidentiality with our clients. " I went on. Still she lay tied and at peace, moving her body slightly to change the points of contact with mine. My thighs were against the side of her breasts now and I was still slowly moving up her. "To insure that we provide our clients with confidence that they can leave their secrets with us we installed a monitoring program on all our computers, particularly for our email and internet systems." Her eyes came open, but they didn't show that she was registering understanding yet. "I do a lot of my work from home, as you well know, so the system at home is networked with the office." Her eyes were wider now and she was shaking her head trying to clear the sexual fog from it. I continued to slip up her body and was now sitting just below her chin. Her mouth was open, but no words were forming. I took my hardening cock in my hand and fitted it into her mouth, stuffing her full. "Next time you talk to the Mad Scientist tell him I said thank you, thank you very much!" Magic Pills He hoped the explicit talk about cumming in her mouth wouldn’t turn her off, and he wondered if the suggestion would register enough to have an effect. She sucked a little while longer, then slid him out of her mouth just as he was at the peak. “That should hold you a while,” she said. “Now let me get cleaned up and dressed so we can go play.” Joe sat on the sofa and waited not very patiently for her to dress. He wanted to go into the bedroom and watch her, but knew that if he did he would try to push her to dress up for him. He wanted her to do it willingly. Well with a little help from the pills. When he finally saw her step from the bedroom he lost his breath. She was blushing! She had a right to blush, and to be very proud too. She wore a sheer black blouse over a half cup bra that allowed her nipples to be clearly seen. Her skirt was a short pleated black schoolgirl style that promised to flare out at every turn. Dark hose covered her legs and black heels cradled her feet. Her makeup was light, but set off starkly by the bright red finger tips and lips. She carried a black jacket over one arm. As he stared her blush deepened, and her nipples hardened. “Oh Jackie!” he exclaimed, “you look good enough to eat!” She smiled, twinkling eyes, tanned face, red lips, white teeth, absolutely beautiful as her hands lifted the hem of her skirt. “Well you won’t have any trouble doing that,” she quipped as she revealed garter straps framing her unsheathed pussy. His dick was harder than he could ever remember as he walked to her. He took her tenderly in his arms and lowered his lips to her ear. He whispered, “I love you so much, you are so beautiful!” For almost 2 years Joe had been trying to get Jackie to dress in the finery he had bought her. Now after two dozen little pills she was dressed to kill. What a way to die. He held the car door for her and was treated to a peek of her stocking tops and the little tuff of hair still left between her legs. She hadn’t put the jacket on yet and he enjoyed the ride to the restaurant admiring her breasts and her sharp pointed nipples so clearly seen through the sheer blouse. She seemed nervous, but settled into the seat and reached over to hold his free hand as he drove. At the restaurant he quickly rounded the car to again hold her door. She made a show of spreading her legs for him and the bulge in his pants raised another inch. He took her jacket from her, and held it as she slipped into it. “Protecting me from strange eyes?” she asked. “No, protecting you from me. If I have to look at your tits all through dinner I will probably leap over the table and rape you right there!” Joe answered honestly. “You can’t rape the willing!” Jackie laughed. The jacket hung over her breasts, open in-between, giving a lovely view of her lace bra. Every eye in the place watched as they walked to their table. Several chairs surreptitiously scooted around for a better view as she took her seat. Joe made no futile attempt to cover the tent in his pants, after all no one could blame him for a protruding dick when accompanied by a woman like Jackie. The couple teased each other mercilessly through diner. Waiters hovered about them, attentive to every need, except privacy. Jackie pulled her jacket open several times to allow Joe the view he loved. She reached up and opened another button during one of the few times that a waiter was not standing over them, and when he returned to freshen their drinks Jackie made no attempt to cover. The view the poor man had took his breath away. Her breasts were supported by the half-cup bra, leaving her bare nipples covered only by the gauze of her thin blouse. Joe’s eyes sparkled as he admired his lovely wife. She was slightly blushing, the rosy color adding to her beauty and sex appeal for him. This was no accidental peek, she had deliberately flashed her tits at the waiter. In less than 2 weeks his prim and proper wife had become a flasher, damn he was in haven! xxx Jackie still felt flushed as Joe led her out to the car. She had exposed herself to a total stranger in a public place. Sure it was just a peek a her breasts, but God she had felt completely naked doing that. That wasn’t the bad part (good part?), the bad part was she loved it! She hadn’t even looked at the stranger, but had watched Joe’s face and the reaction was fantastic. His response to her wantonness had made her instantly horny. He held her car door, but before getting in the car she turned to him and crushed her lips to his. He slipped his tongue between her lips as her arms wrapped around him. His hand ran up her thigh, across her stockings and over the bare flesh above them. She pushed against his hand as it found the center of her legs. “You’re wet!” he exclaimed. She blushed deeper and trembled against him. “Do it, please! Make me cum!” she cried into his open mouth. Joe slipped his finger into her , leaned her back against the car and ran his finger up and down her swollen clit. Jackie was over the top, her mind was reeling as her body took on a life of its own and she rushed to a full body vibrating climax. The idea of standing in an open parking lot doing this was mind blowing and the orgasm was almost heart stopping for her. She knew that even if someone was to see her there leaned back on the car they wouldn’t really understand what was happening to her, but she knew. Joe helped her into the car and they set out for the short drive to the theater district. Her bare pussy was wetter than she could ever remember it being, as she rode along in a satisfied sexual fog. The things she had just done in the restaurant and had done to her by the car were the most sexually uninhibited, extravagant and arousing things she had ever done. Jackie didn’t think about the valet parking that Joe preferred to use until the car slid to the curb and a young man reached to open her door. She looked to Joe as the door opened for her to exit. He still had that grin on his face, like a 13 year old boy with his first copy of Playboy. Jackie understood that Joe was waiting for her to exit, and that she was probably not going to be able to get out of the low car with much modesty. The blush rose back into her face as she turned her legs out of the open door. She was trying to keep her legs together and skirt down, but in focusing on that had forgotten her open jacket. The fabric of the seat gripped the open jacket and slipped it over her right breast. The lighting was good right there in front of the box office and the gossamer covering over her breasts left little to the imagination. She reacted quickly and pulled the coat closed, but in doing so scooted forward forcing her skirt past the tops of her stockings showing garter straps and God only knew what else. The valet said nothing, pulling his gaze from her to offer Joe the check ticket for the car. Joe took her arm and led her, trembling, into the theater hall. “You got a big kick out of that, didn’t you?” she asked. “Oh yes!” he laughed back at her. “And I bet your nipples are hard as rocks right now too!” he added. She stopped and turned to face him, scowling. Then she quickly slipped her hand under her jacket and ran the fingers over her nipple. She smiled at her worried lover, “Yeah, your right!” Then leaning closer to him continued,” And my pussy is soaking wet too. I want to fuck you real bad, right after you lick me till I scream.” She enjoyed the reaction on Joe’s face as he looked in shock at the monster he had created. The look soon changed, it became one of lust, of need, and of a happiness that she hadn’t seen in him since, well, since ever. Their seating was Balcony. They stopped at the bar for a glass of wine, then headed for the staircase. Jackie noted the open handrail, and wondered if Joe would walk her on the wall, or banister side. She shouldn’t have wondered she thought, as Joe took position between her and the wall and led her to the handrail. With just a few steps her hem was above the heads of the crowd, a few more and the angle gave anyone looking up a view up her skirt. She wanted to run, to hurry up the steps to modesty. She wanted to stop. She wanted to whistle so everyone would look! Jeez, she just wanted to fuck Joe! The play was great and she thoroughly enjoyed it, but Joe’s hand on her thigh, and a little teasing during intermission kept the sexual edge sharp for the three hours of culture. Never far from her mind was the walk back down the stairs, or the young valet holding the car door when they left. She leaned over a nibbled on Joe’s ear, whispering to him as she had never thought to do before. xxx Joe was uncomfortable, his dick was going up and down like the stock market. Each time it deflated a little it only rose to a new height. He had walked around the lobby with an obvious erection tenting the front of his slacks, hoping that everyone was too busy staring at his sexy gal to notice him. Thinking about it he really didn’t care, he was proud of what she could do to him, that she choose to do it to him. Walking her up the stairs, showing off her bare bottom had excited him like nothing ever before. He had never considered that Jackie could shock him, but tonight he was learning just how much she could. He knew it was the pills from the mad scientist working on her, but still! Damn, fuck what a hot piece of ass she had turned into. He wondered how far she would really go. Already she was way past his best hopes, and into fantasy land. He was pleased when she took the banister rail by herself on the way out, walking slowly, carefully down. When the car arrived he held the door himself for her and was rewarded with a clear view up her skirt. When he rounded the car and seated he found her skirt still over the top of her stockings, showing lace and garter. She leaned over and ran her hand up his pants leg to cup his hard on. As he pulled out of the driveway she began to unfasten his belt. By the time Joe made the freeway entry she had his pants worked around his hips and his cock was sanding free. “I’ve been wanting that for hours!” she moaned to him and lowered her head into his lap. She sucked his dick with a feverish need. Joe slid his seat back to give her room and tried to keep enough attention on the road not to get killed. Driving on the highway with Jackie sucking his cock was more than he could take. With each car that passed and with each pump of her mouth he edged closer to losing it. After just two minutes of her magic mouth he was ready to cum. “Oh shit!” he cried, “I’m going to cum!” He expected her to pull off, but she locked her lips over the head of his raging dick and pistoned her hand on his shaft. His body shook, and he squirted, he shook again and pumped more into her mouth. His body tensed and still the cum gushed from him. The hours of playing had filled him and now she was emptying him into her welcoming mouth. Their speed dropped and cars flew past on each side as his climax first took complete control then slowly passed. Jackie leaned back in her seat, turning to rest her back on the door. From the edge of her lips a small trail of his cum trickled down over her chin. Joe was amazed and thrilled by the sluty behavior. Jackie raised her hips and slipped her skirt off. She brought one leg up onto the seat, parting her legs to expose her bare pussy to him. Then she opened her blouse freeing her naked breasts with their hard nipples to the night air. Her hand went to her pussy and she began stroking her clit. The fingers of her free hand wiped up the dribble of cum on her lips and chin, then shockingly feed it to her mouth. As her tongue licked her fingers Joe began to play with his already hard cock. Jackie was oblivious to the traffic as she focused only on her satisfaction. Playing with herself and watching Joe stroke his dick were getting her closer and closer to a mind blowing orgasm. Joe was watching her and trying to drive when he spotted the gentleman’s club with the large lighted marquis. He just wanted to get her home and fuck her brains out, but he thought maybe he could plant another idea in her pill perverted mind. “Have you ever been in a strip club honey?” he asked her as he pointed out the one they were passing. “No.” she replied in a husky voice, “have you?” “Yeah, a bunch of times, and I especially like the amateur nights, when women from the audience try stripping.” He had planted the idea, now he would wait and see if the magic pills took it where he wanted. xxx The next week went by like Joe’s wildest fantasy week. One evening she met him at the door wearing only high heels and a black lace choker. Another day he went to her office to visit for lunch and left with her panties in his pocket and his cum in her mouth. She sucked his dick whenever he wanted it, with the least hint to her and he licked her pussy to what must have been a hundred orgasms. Joe had been communicating with the mad scientist regularly, giving status reports and asking for advise. Now the pill bottle was getting low and he needed a refill. He emailed the doctor and requested a re-supply of the miracle drug. xxx Jackie was sitting by her computer at work, the email program open. In front of her was a box of Equal sweetener tabs and an empty prescription bottle. “Coming right to you!” she typed, as she thought, “He’s right, sex is mostly mental!”