After all the excitement and sunshine at the beach, Jake wanted to go somewhere cool and relaxing. Petra agreed with him about the heat, but had other ideas about the calm.
“Anyplace is calm and peaceful for us,” she argued. “You can make the world quiet whenever you want!”
“I suppose that’s true enough,” Jake conceded, kissing her neck and adjusting his grip on her hips to pull her in tighter.
“Mmh, Daddy, right there,” Petra moaned, squeezing Jake’s waist with her thighs and clenching her pussy around his throbbing shaft. “Can we go to a club tonight?”
Jake leaned back a little to look up at her, letting her move herself back and forth in his lap again. “Why a club?” he asked.
“Because I can’t get into any. I’m not 21. I wanna sneak past the bouncer and have some fun.”
Jake smirked. “You mean sow chaos.”
Petra grinned and winked at him. “Who, me? I’m an angel, a paragon of virtuous behaviors!”
Jake slapped her ass, causing her to squeal and grind down harder on his lap. “You, Pet, are the Daughter of Disorder, the Avatar of Anarchy.”
“Shoosh! Don’t say that so loud,” Petra said, clasping her hands behind his neck and beginning to bounce up and down on him. “I don’t want these people to hear!”
Jake looked around at the frozen cafe. “It’s pretty unlikely they’ll hear,” he said, nodding at the other patrons and the waitress. “Even if they did, I suspect they’ll forget when her blouse pops open and her skirt falls down.”
Petra grinned. “She shouldn’t have given you that dirty look for being with me,” she said, reaching over to the counter to grab the waitress’ bra and panties and shove them into Jake’s bag. “Serves her right. Now please, Daddy, stop teasing and fuck me into that countertop.”
Author: jcr_nsfw
Jake Part XVII – Summer Sun [MF MMFF timestop oral mast reluc nc huml inc voy]
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“Daddy!” someone whined. “Wake uuuuup!”
Jake’s nostrils were filled with a familiar scent of strawberry bodywash. He inhaled deeply and smiled.
“I know you’re awake,” Petra complained.
“Shoosh,” Jake said, wrapping his arms around the girl who had woken him from his nap by straddling his lap. “Sleep time is now.”
Petra whined again, pushing her breasts in Jake’s face. He noticed that they were uncovered, and his eyes snapped open. “Petra, your mother-”
“She’s out,” Petra said, smiling down at him. “Cheryl picked her up for a girls’ night.”
Jake relaxed, kissing the soft skin that was still pressed to his face. “What time is it?”
“I dunno, half past noon?”
“And she’s already out? Huh. I was gonna ask her if she wanted to get lunch or something.” He slid his hands down to Petra’s ass and gave a firm squeeze. “You hungry, princess?”
Petra wriggled into his grp, rubbing down against his lap at the same time. “Bored, mostly.”
“Well why aren’t you out having fun with your new girlfriend, hm?”
Petra scoffed. “Yeah, right You know she’s in love with you. Anyway, her family went out for the weekend. You can tell on account of how she’s not hanging around here trying to get all up ons.
Jake smirked. “All what now?”
“Nevermind. Let’s go out and have fun!”
“Alright… what did you have in mind?”
Jake part XVI – Favors [timestop MF reluct nc cuck preg]
Jake had been feeling pretty good about himself lately. He had answered two more “summons” as Danica’s “not-Jake” in the last week, and it was starting to make a marked difference in the girl. She was bolder, more outspoken and confident, and smiled a lot more. It was as if some great burden of stress had been lifted from her. Which made sense, because in a way it was true. Danica liked being brought down to the level of an animal; in fact, she loved it. She’d told him as much after their last fantasy encounter. She felt like all her fear and shyness got beat out of her, tempering her until she was shining, sharp and fine, like a sword from a shovel.
He’d been short-sighted to just use his powers for punishing the wicked, Jake realized. He could do so much more. First with Kate, who had been coming around the house more but no longer treated Petra like as much of an avenue to use to get close to him, and not Danica who had found her fire in the joy of submission, Jake had been able to change lives and make the world a better place by rewarding women who deserved a break.
Of course, there were still many who deserved punishment. Looking back at today alone, he remembered a score of little pranks on the deserving: flipped-up skirts and stolen panties for a group of rude girls, an unexpected orgasm for a woman who was screaming at someone from a picket line, and in a moment of rare opportunity and inspiration, a fat woman had been explaining to her friend why “skinny bitches” needed to stop flaunting themselves and men needed to get over them and date “real women” when suddenly, inexplicably, all the seams on her clothing had burst, leaving her completely naked on a train full of weary commuters. Jake smirked as he remembered the look on her face. The look on the rest of her wasn’t that pleasant, but at least the humiliation had stopped her whalesong.
It had been a good week at home, too. Sarah had been out a lot, spending her evenings unwinding with her new friends, and the relaxation seemed to be helping her more than Jake’s time-manipulating interference ever did. She’d even been more willingly active sexually, coming home late and charged up from all the excitement. And of course it gave Jake and Petra plenty of alone-time to spend together.
Tonight, he had real work to do. All week he’d been building up to this one, grooming his target. He’d greet her and suddenly be naked, she’d have orgasms when she heard his voice, he’d coincidentally be around whenever she looked outside… it had got to the point where just the sight of him made her bite her lip, and a couple times he’d followed her inside to find her masturbating in her bedroom after a conversation with him.
Jake left his clothing behind as he entered Natalia’s bedroom. She was covered only by a sheet sleeping deeply next to her husband.
“Sorry, pal,” Jake said as he gently lifted Saul out of the bed, stashing his time-frozen body in the closet. “You’d thank me if you knew.”
Saul didn’t respond, so Jake closed the closet door and returned to the bed. He slipped under the covers and drew up close to Natalia, discovering to his pleasure if not to his surprise that she had gone to bed completely nude. He drew close behind her, wrapping his arms around her sleeping body and nestling his cock between her ass cheeks, then pulled her out of stopped time.
Natalia didn’t react much at first. She seemed to be pretty deeply asleep. Jake kissed her neck and slid one hand down between her legs, touching her gently, but she remained motionless, breathing slowly and evenly.
Jake slid his other hand up to cup Natalia’s breast, giving it a gentle squeeze. She moaned quietly in her sleep and pressed back against him, rubbing pleasantly down the length of his cock. Jake let out a soft groan of pleasure in her ear.
It might have been the touch or it might have been the sound of his voice, but something made Natalia stir in her sleep. She did a little stretch, rubbing against him some more, then inhaled deeply through her nose. It seemed his scent had become an erotic trigger for her, because his lower hand immediately felt much wetter rubbing against her.
Jake had been planning to wake her up, convince her she was dreaming, and let her jump him… but now, with her warm body in his arms and his rock-hard member pressed against her, he had a better idea. He slid his hips down and back, reaching down between them, and without hesitation slid himself up into her warm, inviting pussy.
Nat moaned, squeezing tight as he entered her. Jake kept pushing slowly, savoring the way she stretched around him, until his hips were once again pressed up against her ass, then reached around between her legs once more.
Natalia arched her back a little, letting Jake deeper into her while he softly touched her lips and clit. It was really something, feeling how her pussy sealed tight around his shaft, and he suddenly felt sad that he hadn’t brought Petra along to take some pictures. She’d instead gone to Kate’s house for a sleepover to return the favor for the one Kate had enjoyed so much.
Thinking of Petra reminded him of his first time fucking Natalia, the way his daughter had guided his dick into her and later had lain atop her urging him to cum. The thought made him clench, and his cock jumped inside Natalia, bringing him back to the present.
Jake started pumping his hips slowly, moving back and forth but remaining mostly deep inside her. He kissed her neck again and teased her nipples with his fingertips, moving more easily within her as her body got so excited.
She must be exhausted, he thought, noticing no change in her breathing and no further motions. This was like fucking a doll. A warm, wet, tight, breathing doll with big natural breasts and legs for miles, but a doll nonetheless.
For all her stillness on the outside, however, her inner passage was very much awake. Jake could feel her squeezing tight each time he pulled back, stroking his shaft with her walls. The sensation was incredible, and he desperately wanted to feel more.
About now is where Jake would usually pick up the pace, pushing himself and his partner closer and closer to orgasm, but he held back this time. It was so sweet fucking Natalia’s sleeping body like this, and she seemed so sleepy anyway that he just couldn’t bear to wake her up like that. So he kept going steady, a smooth rhythm that never stopped the gentle in-out motion between them.
Jake wasn’t sure how long he kept it up. After he settled on a pace, fucking Natalia was relaxing, soothing, almost meditative. He felt himself drifting into a strange mix of sexual stimulation and the fuzzy haze of drifting toward sleep.
Finally, after more minutes than he could keep track of, Jake felt the gentle tingling of sex building to something more within him. He kept sliding in and out, keeping his pace smooth and calm even as he threatened to boil over inside. Finally, with a groan, he felt himself cumming inside Natalia’s pussy. He kept pushing in and out, but instinct made him thrust a little harder and deeper, and the sudden change was enough to push Nat over the edge along with him. Her pussy spasmed and clenched around him, milking his cum toward her waiting womb, and her voice squeaked out a little sigh of pleasure.
Jake slowed to a stop within her, resting deep inside and stroking Natalia’s thigh affectionately. He was incredibly relaxed, so it surprised him when he suddenly heard Natalia whisper.
“Am I dreaming of you again?”
Jake swallowed, making his voice as soft and smooth as he could. “Of course you are, my darling,” he said, kissing her earlobe. “Aren’t you always?”
Natalia shivered in pleasure, pressing her smooth, round ass back against him. “I wish I wasn’t,” she said longingly. “I wish it was real.”
Jake smiled. How could he not, hearing that? Every man loves hearing a beautiful woman say she wants him. “This dream is as real as you make it,” he told her reassuringly.
Natalia shivered. “Yes… and right now I don’t ever want to wake up,” she said, suddenly pulling forward and off of him.
Jake groaned at the sensation of her pussy sliding off of him, letting his eyes close for a moment. When he opened them again, Natalia had turned around on the bed. Without the slightest pause, she leaned in and sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and swallowing hard.
Jake moaned in surprise as Natalia went to work sucking and licking the signs of sex off of him. When she’d gone deep enough to almost gag herself, she pulled back, leaning in and licking his shaft, his balls, even his thighs clean of her fluids.
Jake froze Natalia as she finished her work and began stroking him with an eager fist. “Holy shit,” Jake said to himself, leaning over to see the mad, lust-fueled look in her eyes. “Guess I teased you a little too much, hey baby?”
Natalia didn’t answer. Or move, or breathe. Jake chuckled, sliding off the bed. “I’ll be right back,” he told her before heading downstairs to get a drink of water.
Jake’s Magic Remote XV – Cheats and Chumps [timestop voy nc reluc MF blkmail cuck inc oral]
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Jake part XIV – Just Rewards [timestop, MF, nc, voy, reluc, etc]
Jake woke early, having already slept between moments. Time was already a totally different concept to him than it had been before, it seemed. He looked at the clock by the bed, noting that it was only 4 in the morning. Plenty of time to get started on the day.
But first, it seemed there was some unfinished business to take care of. Jake had meant to spend some time next door last night, and had got so caught up with Katie that it had slipped his mind. A quick shower to freshen up and an apple from the fridge later, he was whistling to himself and strolling out the door.
He’d taken the liberty of stealing and copying a set of Saul’s keys, so entering the eerily silent house was no problem. Of course, the silence was more due to the fact time was stopped than the late hour. Jake headed upstairs to Saul and Natalia’s room.
Jake found pretty much what he expected under the covers of their bed: the two of them sleeping facing opposite directions, Saul in an undershirt and boxers and Natalia wearing a sexy nightie and matching panties. The poor girl was trying so hard to keep her husband interested, but knowing Saul he probably hadn’t risen to the occasion.
After a whole night of fucking a pair of teenagers, Natalia’s body was that much more alluring. The nightie dipped low in the front, covering her generous breasts with just enough sheer lacey fabric to occlude her nipples. Jake slid the thin straps off her shoulders, admiring the generous swell of her chest, peaked by nipples that seemed darker in the dim light. He leaned down and sucked one, then the other, pulling them to points with his teeth.
After all this experience stopping time, Jake still got a kick out of how objects froze when he moved them. For instance, the two perfect handprints that squished Nat’s breasts inward and together. He chuckled, restarting time and watching them bounce down to their resting state again.
Natalia moaned softly, but didn’t shift or move. Jake stopped things again and ran his hand down her side, dipping at her hourglass waist and reaching back to give her ass a squeeze. He lifted her leg out of the way and pulled her panties aside, rubbing her pussy with his fingers and then leaning down to suck and lick at her. Then he put everything back and started time again.
This time Natalia’s moan was louder, and her hand immediately slipped down between her legs. Without showing any signs of waking up, Natalia began rubbing herself through her clothing. Even with the bedclothes blocking his view, it was one of the hottest things Jake had ever seen, and his cock strained at the front of his pants.
Nat licked her lips, and Jake just couldn’t resist. He slipped out of his pants and shorts, moving his already stiff cock closer to her and resting it on her mouth. Natalia responded immediately, parting her lips and touching him with a warm, moist tongue and sucking the head in.
Jake shuddered with pleasure as Natalia sucked and licked at his cock. She kept rubbing at her pussy, and her soft moaning was vibrating her mouth around him. Jake reached down and slipped a hand into her nightie, cupping her breast and teasing the nipple with his fingers.
Natalia’s suction escalated and Jake let her take him deeper in her mouth. He started moving back and forth, slowly fucking her lips. She shifted her arm and moaned more loudly as she moved from merely rubbing to actively fingering herself.
Jake felt an orgasm building. He moaned, then stopped himself, but not quickly enough. Natalia’s eyes fluttered open and focused on him briefly, then widened in shock. Jake froze her, removed himself to the nearby closet, and started time once more.
Natalia stared at the space where he had been. “Hello?” she whispered. She pulled her hand up from her crotch and stared at it a moment.
Jake froze her once more and examined her under the covers. She was definitely wet, glistening in the dim light. He licked at her slit a few times, just enough to entice her, then returned to hiding and watched her as she suddenly felt his interference, squirming and biting her lip to keep from moaning.
Natalia, apparently deciding she needed to get off, turned onto her back and returned her hand to her privates. She propped up on her pillow against the headboard, using her free hand to squeeze her tits through the nightie while she fingered herself.
Jake waited for a minute, then froze time and stepped out. He stripped down completely, stood directly in Nat’s line of sight, and let her start up again.
Natalia gasped in shock at seeing him “appear”, standing before her and stroking his cock. Her arm stopped moving, and so did his hand. Just like before, he stood, smiling at her, and stroking himself in time with her own masturbation.
She seemed to accept that, and soon was laying back and softly moaning, working furiously to get herself off. Jake caught her eyes with his, then looked pointedly toward Saul.
Nat took the hint immediately. She reached over and around her husband’s sleeping body, slipping her still-wet hand down and stroking his cock inside his boxers. Saul groaned, and Natalia pressed close against his back and began kissing his neck and earlobe.
Saul turned sleepily onto his back and Natalia leaned in to kiss him hungrily. Jake walked around to the side of the bed, watching the couple and still stroking himself, now in time to Natalia’s own stroking.
Saul seemed unwilling to put much effort into waking up, but Nat was undeterred. She pulled his cock out of his boxers and went down on it, staring up at Jake while she bobbed her head and sucked on him. Once he was completely hard, she straddled his hips, pulling her panties to the side and guiding him up into her pussy.
Saul moaned softly as Natalia began riding him, slowly dragging her hips forward and back. She breathed quickly, panting in time to her movement, and kept looking at Jake, obviously getting into the “fantasy” that he was watching her.
Jake froze time again. Natalia was in mid-thrust, staring at his cock with a smile on her face. “Well,” Jake said quietly, “if you’re that interested…”
Placing his hands on her hips, Jake lifted Natalia up into the air. Then he dragged Saul carefully off the bed and stood him upright, sliding him back into the closet and closing the door. He chuckled at the image of Saul propped in there like a mannequin – or rather, given his condition, a well-used sex doll – then returned to the bed and took his place, lying on his back under Natalia’s levitated hips.
Carefully, Jake held Nat’s hips and pulled her back down toward the bed. She was still a few inches up when he felt her wet, slightly gaping opening at the head of his dick. He guided himself up inside her, bringing her down until her knees were on either side of him, on the bed once more. Then he started Natalia again, leaving the rest of the world frozen in time.
Nat had been in the middle of a downward thrust, and a pretty hard one at that. She cried out in surprise as she suddenly felt her vagina stretched by a longer, thicker dick, staring down in shock at him. Jake looked up at her silently, still pretending to be her fantasy hallucination, and waited.
He didn’t have to wait long. Natalia slid her hands down onto Jake’s pecs and started moving again, slowly up and back down again. “Oh god,” she whispered, “It’s just like I dreamed…”
Jake smiled up at her, running his hands up from her hips along her sides to cup her breasts. She moaned, pushing down a little deeper on him and moving faster. Before long, she was once again sliding her hips back and forth smoothly, only now instead of her husband’s cock inside her, it was Jake’s filling her, and she still seemed convinced she was imagining it.
Natalia was tight, surprisingly so for a grown woman. She was clearly not used to even an above-average size on a man, but she just as clearly was loving the sensations. She shifted back and started lifting and falling instead of moving back and forth, using gravity to pull herself down and forcing Jake in deeper inside her until he could feel the brush of the end of her passage.
Jake slid his hands around to her ass, helping to pull her down and thrusting up into her a little. Her pussy contracted around him and she cried out again, shaking as she came around him. Jake kept thrusting through the spasms, refusing to give her a rest, and Natalia fell down on top of him. Her breasts flattened against his chest while her hips rose and fell, and she pressed her lips down on his, moaning into him.
Jake started pumping harder and faster, fucking Natalia eagerly now. He pulled her down again and again to meet him, and finally felt her give way, letting him plunge into her womb. Her cervix squeezed him like a vise and he groaned into her frantic kisses, but she kept moving, up and down, grunting and moaning with each balls-deep thrust.
They came together, both vocalizing their pleasure loudly into another kiss. Natalia’s pussy convulsed, rippling inside and milking Jake’s cock. He thrust deep inside her, throbbing almost painfully as his cum shot out, filling the deepest parts of her womb.
Natalia’s head fell on Jake’s should and they both laid still for a minute, panting. Natalia started to lever herself up to look at him again, and that was the moment Jake once more froze her in time.
Jake took another moment to appreciate the view and the heat of Natalia on and around him, then began to lift her off of himself. He pushed her up into the air, slid off the bed, and retrieved Saul from the closet. Returning Saul to the bed, he carefully lowered Natalia onto him, sliding his cock into her and giving a little press to her stomach to hopefully close some of the gaping of her opening around him.
Jake wiped his dick clean on the corner of the sheet, then dressed once more and stood outside the bedroom door. He listened in when he started time once more.
“Oh god, Saul, that was incredible,” Natalia murmured. “And you’re still hard… mmm…”
Jake quietly walked away from the bedroom and down the stairs as the sounds of Natalia riding Saul began once more.
Jake part XIII – Nocturnal Emissions [ts, Mf, Mff, ff, oral, reluc, voy, etc]
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Jake’s Magic Remote, Part XI – Misdirection
Jake and Sarah were reading in the living room when the doorbell rang. Petra answered, knowing it would be Katie arriving, and welcomed her in.
“Did you eat, Kat? We already did, but there’s some snacks if you want. Oh, you remember my parents.”
Katie came around the corner with Petra and smiled. She was wearing a white tee and a tight pair of jeans, and Jake could swear that she’d grown a cup size since he’d seen her last, although that might just be the work of a really impressive feat of bramanship. Her hazel eyes, strikingly incongruous with her dark skin and hair, locked on Jake as she spoke. “Of course I do. Hi, Mrs. Stevens. Hi Mr. Stevens. Thank you for having me.”
Petra’s eyes widened a little as she tried not to laugh at Katie’s accidental double-entendre. Then again, the way the girl was eye-fucking Jake, he wasn’t so sure it was accidental. He smiled as Sarah greeted her, then replied. “Hey, good to see you again. What have you two got planned?”
Katie shrugged. “A little studying, maybe a board game… you know, whatever comes up. Girl stuff.”
“Well, you two have fun then,” Jake replied.
“Oh, we will. Thanks again.”
As they left, Katie whispered something to Petra that sent them both into a giggling fit. Sarah watched them and frowned.
“I’m starting to regret this,” she said quietly.
Jake scoffed. “They’re just kids. What’s the worry?”
“Clearly, you were never a teenage girl.”
“Well, I thought about it, but I just enjoy having a dong too much.”
Sarah grumbled. “Look, just… check in on them, alright? Don’t let them get up to mischief.”
“You don’t want to do that yourself?”
Sarah shook her head. “I haven’t been sleeping well. I’m taking a pill tonight.”
“Suit yourself. Our daughter’s virtue is safe in my hands.”
Jake meant it, too. Just not in the way that his wife intended. Still, he was a little worried about her behavior. She’d been more withdrawn lately, more surly, and generally avoided spending time with her husband or daughter. Which was just as well, given that her husband was fucking her daughter, but still, it kind of hurt to see the person you fell in love with pull away.
Jake’s Magic Remote, Part X – Underachievement
Jake sat in his back yard with Saul, enjoying a Wednesday evening drink. Their wives were inside, preparing a meal and having “girl time.” Petra, under protest, was participating also. Jake felt like protesting too; he didn’t like having his daughter anywhere but by his side, and liked even less making her unhappy. But then, you can’t always have what you want.
Well, you can. If you can stop time, you can surprise your gorgeous daughter with a quickie anytime. That knowledge alone comforted them both enough to put up with normal people.
“So anyway,” Saul said, “Ever since the barbeque she seems really into it. Like, can’t get enough. Which is great for the goal and all but I’m exhausted.”
Jake chuckled. “I wish all men had your problems, Saul.”
“Yeah I know,” Saul replied, sipping his drink. “Still, there’s a limit. About half the time she just… takes care of the situation herself.”
Jake raised his eyebrows. “Wow. That’s really progressive of you. Some guys would have a problem with that.”
“Well, you know. Happy wife, happy life.”
Jake’s Magic Remote, Part IX – Crime and Punishment
Marta adjusted her top as she walked down the aisle toward the break room. She glanced around, smiling and greeting anyone who made eye contact. Always important to do the rounds in the morning. Still, she felt weirdly nervous. Did anyone know about the writing?
It had been late Friday night when she’d learned about the words on her back. She’d taken a gorgeous man home from the bar and after some makeouts and a little heavy petting he was ready to go. Marta had turned around and bent over, but when she’d looked over her shoulder to tell him to fuck her, he’d been staring down at her and obviously trying not to laugh.
To give him credit, he’d been a gentleman about it, helping her scrub off the ink in the shower, and she’d let him cum in her ass to show her gratitude. But she still felt a little shaken. It had been a week since she’d gone on a real bender, and she figured maybe someone had done it then while she was passed out. But had she worn anything thin or low-backed since? She couldn’t remember. The thought that she’d wandered around with “I AM A BITCH” emblazoned across her back made her shudder.
Fortunately, nobody was giving her weird looks or avoiding her, so she was probably safe. Hell even Stevens gave her a smile, and he usually seemed to really dislike her. That really bothered Marta. Not just because it made it harder to get things done, but because she really hated letting someone dislike her, especially someone at all important. She wished she could get Jake in her corner, but it just wasn’t happening.
No matter, she thought as she poured her morning coffee. It wasn’t like he actively opposed her or anything. He just seemed weirdly immune to charm. But he’d smiled today. Maybe he liked her new skirt?
Marta wasn’t sure she liked this one. It was a pencil skirt, tailored to be very tight around the hips. She liked the way it showed off her figure; it was almost as good as a pair of leggings when she was walking. But it limited movement a little. And it sure seemed drafty in the office with the A/C on.
She ran her hands down her hips, smoothing the lines of the skirt, and picked up her coffee mug. Time to go by I.T. and-
Marta stopped. Looked around. She touched her hip again.
What the fuck?
There was no way. Just no way that she’d forgotten again. She was certain she remembered putting on her blue thong this morning. But she was equally certain that she wasn’t wearing it now. Just to confirm it to herself, she carefully slid a finger under the tight waist of the skirt, and found nothing but the bare skin of her hip.
Marta hurried back to her desk, sitting in her chair while she thought this through. Morning, shower, breakfast, closet… matching bra and panties today, and the white top with the low round neck. But definitely matching bra and panties.
She turned to her computer, opening her email to check the day’s schedule, but the inbox caught her eye. There was a message there… from herself. No body, just a single sentence in the subject:
“Subject: I see you got my message.”
Marta shivered, but not because of her missing underwear. This was just creepy. She deleted the email, but then another appeared.
“Subject: An attitude adjustment will be required.”
Marta opened the message. This one had a little more to it:
“Hello, Marta. This is your conscience writing. Or, what passes for one. You’ve been ignoring me for too long, so I need to take drastic action.
“I’m tired of us flaunting our body like a whore, teasing men to get attention and using them for favors. We should do our own work and let everyone else get to it.
“Consequently, I’ve decided to punish you. Don’t worry, I didn’t use anyone you know to get the writing on our back. But if you keep it up, you won’t like the consequences.
“Think it over. Just to prove my point, I’ll give you a present. Enjoy. -MC”
Marta stared at the screen in disbelief. This had to be a prank. It had to-
“Mmmmnnfff.”
It took Marta a second to realize that the moaning was coming from herself, and another to figure out why she was cumming. Her skirt was pushed up to her hips, and three fingers of her right hand were buried inside herself, pumping in and out entirely on reflex. She gasped and pulled them out, frantically pushing her skirt back down again.
Her jaw hurt. That was because of the piece of fabric stuffed into her mouth. She pulled it out, unthinkingly using her wet right hand and getting a taste of herself in the process, and unbunched it.
It was her blue thong. The one she’d put on this morning. She looked around, making sure nobody had seen what just happened, and shoved them in her purse, but when she pulled her hand back out there was a note between her fingers and the panties were gone. Shaking a little, she unfolded and read the note:
“I’ll just hang on to these. You don’t need them. -MC”
Jake’s Magic Remote, Part VIII – Oh Baby, Baby
Breakfast Sunday morning was a lot less awkward than Jake had expected. He woke up feeling rested, refreshed, and ten years younger. Petra and Sarah were already up, having let him sleep in – a rare pleasure – and when he got downstairs they’d already prepared bacon and eggs.
“Our daughter has been very helpful this morning,” Sarah commented, setting out a plate for Jake. “It’s a nice change.”
“Is that so.”
Petra smiled at him across the corner of the table. “Well, I had a wonderful dream last night, and woke up feeling like everything was awesome, so here we are.”
Jake smiled back. The cheeriness was downright infectious. “Here we are indeed,” he said, picking up his fork. “What was the dream about?”
Petra flushed in the cheeks a little. Under the table, unseen, she ran her sock-clad foot along Jake’s ankle affectionately. “It was about a man,” she said, looking him right in the eyes. “We were together and happy, and I wanted to stay with him forever.”
Sarah sat down across from Jake and grinned. “Ooh, sounds like someone I’d like to meet,” she said. “What was he like?”
Petra giggled. “He was a little older, but gentle and passionate, and when he held me I felt totally completely safe.”
Jake chewed his eggs contemplatively. “He sounds like a pretty swell guy,” he said. “Anyone I know?”
Petra reached over and smacked his arm. “Daddy, shoosh! It was a dream.” She bit her lip. “I sure do hope it happens again, though.”
Sarah reached over and patted Petra’s other hand. “Keep him in your thoughts today, and it probably will,” she said. “Write it down too, that helps.”
“Thanks Mom,” Petra said, squeezing Sarah’s fingers. “I’ll do that.”