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She ignored the urge to reply that came within her instantly. She put the phone face down on the counter and went to make coffee.

It buzzed again while the water was still running.

alex:

u free saturday? there’s a coffee place next to my store.

Thoughts came flowing instantly.

Replying doesn’t mean anything. Also he returned your bank card. That was nice of him. Just be nice to him. You promised him to reply ? You think that cashier boy have a chance to hit on you? Oh common Anny. You know you’re loyal.

Anne:

Oh Hi. Thank you again for returning my bank card. Umm. About the coffee, sorry my husband won’t like it.

That part was true. Nathan is overly jealous. He won’t let her do that of course.

Anne felt a bit of annoyance about that.

Why I can’t be nice to a person who have helped. Is it because I’m married and my husband is insecure?

Anne couldn’t process her own thoughts.

Why I am thinking like this about my husband?

She quickly tried to change her thoughts by focusing on something. Few notifications came but she didn’t care.

But it got harder and harder. She was getting really bored minute by minute. She tried to read a book, walked in the garden, tried to do some errands.

But she couldn’t. She felt really bored. She tried to use the vibrator also. But she couldn’t think of anything arousing.

Only thing she could thought was:

It’ll be really nice if I can talk to someone when I’m this bored.

She tried messaging Nathan but as usual he was not on the phone while working.

Only other option she can think of was Alex. And Ignorance of Nathan already had annoyed Anne, so it was easier to reply Alex.

There was some messages when she opened the chat.

Alex:

It’s okay. I’m just saying it will be nice if you come to grab a coffee. Are you ignoring me Anny?

Anne’s fingers started typing.

Anne:

Umm. I’ll think about it. But I think we can message once in a while. Because staying at home alone is pretty much boring.

Alex:

Yeah I’ll be more than happy to chat with you Anny. Btw if u ever need anything form the store I can drop it off after my shift. Way easier than u driving out here. Just drop me ur address.

It sounded nice. She thought at the table with her coffee going cold in her hands.

It’s a nice offer. But I can’t let a stranger come to our home when Nathan’s not around.

Anne thought. But again:

What is there to be so scared about. He is just a cashier boy. And this is a safe neighborhood. Okay if you are that much afraid, send the wrong street. Be done with it. Also you’re not ordering anything. Right? I can’t refuse a kind offer.

She started typing:

162 elmridge drive.

Okay. That will be like 10 blocks down from here. That’s smart, and that’s a fake address I won’t forget. Okay sending.

But when she realized she froze. She had sent him the actual address of her.

142 elmridge drive.

It was too late to delete it. Alex saw it the moment she sent it.

It’s okay. Just don’t order anything. This is good than refusing a kind offer.

Few days went on. Alex seemed to be a nice guy to chat with. When Nathan left for work, Anne will grab the phone and chat with Alex almost the whole day till Nathan came. Of course when Nathan went back to sleep Anne chatted Alex again. But there wasn’t anything sexual or flirting.

He feels like a nice guy. Nothing to worry.

But Anne noticed that when she is chatting with Alex, she gets extremely aroused. She nearly came with every message. And she loved that feeling. Because it made her come more harder with vibrator later. Thoughts came into her head about a flirting a bit with Alex. But she was capable to resist those urges by fucking herself with the vibrator until she is no longer aroused.

Unfortunately that method didn’t work well in few days. She got aroused so hard that whole lot of fuck sessions didn’t help a bit. The problem was when she put the phone away and got the vibrator to fuck herself, she couldn’t think of anything hot to get off. But the throbbing didn’t stop, it grew more sharper.

Anny, your only solution is to fuck my self while chatting with Alex.

But.. But isn’t it teaching. Anne doubted her own thoughts. Actually its Mark.. yk.

It’s not Alex that is fucking you. You are just masturbating. Are you dumb to think that as cheating Anny.

Midst of arousal every bit of argument felt logical to Anne. So she started her new habit.

Which was fucking herself with the vibrating dildo while chatting with Alex.

By the end of week she had got used to dildo shaped vibrator such that even Nathan’s cock felt strange sometimes. She felt really unsatisfied after Nathan’s sex Wednesday night, she got into the bathroom and fucked herself with the vibrator four times. She shamelessly came on bathroom floor until she was a mess.

Why I’m doing things like this.

It’s just basic human needs Anny. It’s Nathan’s job to keep you well fucked and he failed miserably.

Another few days and Anne was chatting with Alex frequently while fucking herself. At night also with Nathan beside her. Anne got really annoyed sometimes when Nathan tried to hug her in sleep because it made her hard to chat with Alex. But she felt the guilt almost immediately, so she stopped touching herself and went to sleep. In the sleep she saw those filthy dreams everyday. Every morning she woke up with a heavy orgasm giving a her tides of absolute pleasure. And the day was no better, she was always aroused.

Every moment she was free, scenarios came into her mind and those showed scenarios of her flirting with Alex and those humiliating sequences from dreams. They just floated into her mind. She knew she didn’t do that in reality. But it was really comforting to live in those thoughts because those made her cum harder and harder.

She was careful not to let Alex know she is touching and fucking herself while chatting. She managed to. But Mark knew.

And little did she knew Alex was confronted by Mark after the first day incident of supermarket. Then Mark explained the plan to Alex. And a prevert like Alex didn’t want any money for get on the plan. So, he had agreed to the plan just for the love of the game.

Mark let Alex knew Anne was ready for the second phase of plan.

From Thursday next week Alex didn’t responded to messages of Anne. Anne had to it that she was missing Alex. And the worst part was Anne couldn’t masturbate without chatting with Alex. She tried various things but couldn’t get the relief. Vibrator and buttplug failed even though she tried for a hour. But the arousal grew further day by day. And what pushed Anne further down was those dreams stopped, Anne couldn’t even get her morning orgasm after that. She felt like she was going explode from arousal.

She texted to Alex few times but he didn’t respond at all. Anne told herself it was fine.

People get busy. He has a job. Not everyone sits at home all day with nothing to do but wait.

She typed hey and then typed u ok? Sent and hated herself for the rest of the afternoon.

By Saturday her mind was a mess. She couldn’t care at all about Nathan’s yapping about work and their plans about holidays. She was constantly checking her phone for a message. Her nipples were poking through the fabric like they’re going to tore through it and her pussy throbbed so hard Anne couldn’t walk more than few steps without stopping and panting. And her butt hole clenched so hard around the buttplug during random moments, Anne was biting her lips to stop moaning. It was obvious that Anne needed relief so bad.

Of course she tried had sex with Nathan, but while sex all she could think of about the cock in her dreams, how it filled her.

But he had always replied before. Even mid-shift, even with the scanner in one hand and a line of customers, he’d replied.

She typed hey and deleted it. Typed u ok? and deleted that too and hated herself for the rest of the afternoon.

Friday. Nothing. Saturday. Nothing.

Saturday, she was seriously thinking about going to supermarket to meet Alex and ask him about that. But Nathan was home and she was afraid that he will come also.

Sunday she couldn’t resist the urge anymore. Her mind was screaming at her to go to supermarket and ask Alex about this.

Anne waited till Nathan went to bathroom and while he was inside she said she is going to supermarket suddenly to get things for a apple pie. Nathan said to wait for him but Anne pretended like she didn’t hear it and went to the store.

Anne got the ingredients and went to the counter.

But Alex rang her up like she was any other customer.

“Paper or plastic, ma’am?”

Ma’am.

Why is he ignoring me. He didn’t even call me Anny. What’s wrong?

He didn’t even look at her face. She walked out with burning cheeks and sat in the car for ten minutes with disappointment and anger. She noticed that her body was reacting so hard since the moment she saw Alex. The urges got so stronger she tried to finger herself in the car. But it didn’t help and she couldn’t come at all. Wet spot had formed between her thighs so she had to clean herself with tissues to ensure that Nathan won’t see it.

Why is he ignoring me. Did I do something wrong. I sent the address to him and we chatted and I didn’t make him mad— oh. The chats. No. The chats were normal. Nothing sexual. We never even flirted. Is it because I didn’t showed any real feelings? Was he expecting that from me? He was a good friend to me. Is it fair talk to a good friend without any showing any feelings toward him? I think I’ll have to be more affectionate infront of him as a good friend.

She cried a little.

She got the phone and texted Alex on way home.

Hey. I think I treated you bad. I would like to make it up for you. I’ll be more open to you from now on. Do you think it is good? I was thinking about that coffee.

Alex replied instantly. When Anne saw he replied, the urges that was building inside her multiplied and she came instantly. She barely managed to stop the car without getting into accident while squirting so hard. She pushed down the pants mid-orgasm to stop getting wet and touched herself like a depraved slut. She couldn’t stop and focus on text until she came three times.

The text was:

Hey Anny. Yeah I felt like I’m not close enough to you. I’m glad that you realized the issue. Yes, I’ll love to go for coffee but today I don’t have much time. But I’m free after 5 p.m. I can meet you at Willow creak Park near your house. Are you coming?

Anne knew she had to. Otherwise she will lose a good friend like Alex. She sent:

Yeah I would love to.

Okay then Anny. Will meet you there at 5.10.

She was lucky because Nathan was still in the bathroom when she arrived. She got rid of the drenched pants and wore new ones. And then she came up with a plan near 5 p.m.

“Nathan honey I’m going for a small walk. I need to spent sometime alone.”

“Is something wrong Babe? Isn’t it dark outside. I can come with you.” Nathan was worried as Anne predicted.

“I’m keeping my phone in my hand. Don’t worry honey. I’ll come before 6.”

“Hmm. Okay then. But to call me if you need anything.”

“You know I’ll.”

She stopped under the big oak of the park. It was a shady area and it was a good cover spot.

“Hi Anny.”

She knew that voice before she turned. But Anne felt something was wrong. His eyes went down her body slowly.

Don’t worry you can call Nathan if something went wrong. Anne thought.

But the strange part was her body was getting aroused with his gaze. She had to cross the legs to stop the throbbing in pussy. But it didn’t help much.

“You ignored me.” It came out before she could stop it. Such a stupid thing to say.

“I wasn’t. I was giving you a time to rethink.” Alex got closer.

Then his hand went straight to her ass, grabbed it through the skirt. She gasped and caught his wrist but didn’t pull it away. Because she couldn’t. Her body was getting a orgasm so hard that it make her eyes roll back. She couldn’t think anymore it was about the raw pleasure flooding through her body. Then she felt that Alex was groping her ass but the orgasms were so powerful she couldn’t move her hands to pull Alex hand away.

Oh god, this is wrong, this is so wrong, why is my body doing this, am I enjoying this.

His other hand came up and took her breast through the blouse. Her nipple went hard against his palm like it had been waiting for him since Thursday. And then orgasm’s intensity multiplied. Previous orgasm she had experienced was nothing compared to this raw pleasure. She almost choked on her own breath. Her back arched into Alex’s hands like it was begging for more. Orgasms weren’t slowing down on anyway. Her moans were echoing through the park. Luckily park was empty as she saw.

Nathan touches my chest like it’s made of glass. This is different. This is how I get treated in those dreams. Damn this feels so fucking good.

Anne couldn’t resist those thoughts. They came pouring.

“Does he touch these?” Alex asked. “Or does he ask permission first?”

“Do...nt ta..lk abo..ut him.” She barely managed to get her mouth talking while the orgasms were coming one after another.

“Tell me Anny.”

He pinched her nipple and she moaned hard. “Yhhh..”

“Is it a Yes? Oh man someone is loving my touch. Turn around. Hands on the tree.”

She hated how fast she put them there. Her ring glinting against the wood. Her ass pushed out like her body had been rehearsing this whole time.

He pulled her skirt up over her hips and looked at her naked ass.

“Holy shit Anny. Buttplug is still there and you haven’t even wear your panties! What are slut.”

He laughed. He got the buttplug out with a “pop” sound.

And the itch came back instantly.

“Pls.... put it back Alex. Pls.....”

“Wait wait. I’m giving it back your little toy. But before that I have something better to give you. You’re going to count for me now Anny.” Alex started groping her ass, continuing orgasms.

“Counthhh.. Wh..at?” Only think she could think about was the raw pleasure of orgasms. She was drenched in her own juices.

“I’m gonna spank you so hard that you will come like a slut. And you count every spank. If you forget the count, we start over.”

The first slap cracked across her ass and she jerked forward and moaned so fucking loud that even she didn’t know she had that much sound in her. The pleasure was so intense that she could barely think. She couldn’t describe exactly what made it feel so overwhelming. It was like the rush of having your crush smile at you for the first time, the sudden excitement, the feeling of wanting someone so badly, but much stronger. There was no nervousness or sweetness to it, just pure, overwhelming lust that kept building until she could hardly focus on anything else.

“O..one… ahh…”

“Louder. Nathan can’t hear you from here.”

He went again. She felt some barrier broke inside of her mind. It was flooded with lust. Just pure lust. And the dreams started to comeback making her much more aroused. Anne couldn’t help but moan harder.

“Twhhhh... Plss”

Suddenly she heard someone coming. Also a dog barking. Maybe someone walking a dog.

“Someone’s coming Anny.” Anne tried to straighten up. But she couldn’t. Her knees had gone numb. Her mind wouldn’t respond to anything else than the pleasure. Also Alex pressed her harder against the tree with a hand grabbing her breast over the blouse, thumb rolling the nipple openly. Anne tried to lower the moans escaping her throat.

“If you scream or do something dumb. He will see Nathan’s wife with her skirt around her waist and a stranger’s hand on her tit. Your choice. Most probably it’s someone who know you from neighborhood, Anny.”

Anne froze from fear. The man came closer. Forty yards. Thirty. She stood there biting her lip, ass on fire, her nipple being pinched in slow, patient little pulses. She knew he can’t see her face from this angle.

“Think about him seeing you,” Alex murmured into her ear. “The dog walker. Then think about Nathan seeing you. About to cum in a public park because a cashier is spanking her. And his slutty wife loving the every second of it.”

“Yeahh. I do.” Anne couldn’t believe she is saying these things. But she didn’t care. At least her brain. Her body was on fire from the nonstop orgasms. She came harder and harder with closing footsteps. Her body wanted the humiliation.

The man with the dog ed and never looked.

Her juices were forming a little pool under her now.

And Alex got back to the business. Alex spanked her until she almost fainted from pleasure. When the time Alex stopped the spanking Anne was thinking about begging him to spank her more. But she didn’t. A thought of guilt slightly flickered inside her lust—drowned mind.

Anne inhaled a long breath without disturbance after a long time. He didn’t give the breast back right away. He groped it slowly giving her flashbacks of the pleasure she just experienced. Then he took her hand and pressed it against the front of his jeans.

Oh my god that’s huge. But not as huge as the cock from the dreams. And Nathan is what five inches or something? So disappointing.

She came harder again by the touch of the cock. Her knees buckled from pleasure and she grabbed Alex’s crotch not to fall down. She felt it twitching.

“See Anny. Now that’s cock. Not some needle dick. I can feel you love it by your grip alone. That’s the difference between a cock and a dick.” Alex laughed.

“And you will get it.” He said. “But not today. Today I want you to go home to him red and wet, and you sit at dinner table, and you have to who made you cum today every time he speaks or look at your face.”

“Okay.” Anne wanted to escape now.

He squeezed her breast once more.

“Cover up your ass, slut. And stop texting me first. I’ll text you. And when I do, you have to text. I don’t care if that wimp Nathan is around.”

“And here is your comfort toy.” He entered the buttplug without warning into her ass, sending ripples of pleasure inside her. She moaned loud. “Aghhhhh .... Thanks.”

He was gone before she tidied up.

I can’t tell Nathan. It was my mistake. And I’m the one who met him. I was thinking about my husband the entire time. That’s almost loyal, if you think about it. Nobody blows up a marriage over a some spank. And what would I even tell? Can I say I met a man and he spanked my ass. If I said it’s a stranger, Nathan will confront him and Alex will show him the texts. So I can’t do any of that.

“How was the walk?” Nathan asked when she is at door. “Are you now relaxed?”

“Yeah babe, pretty much.”

She stood in the doorway with her ass burning and her nipples sore and looked at him. His kind face. And Alex’s orders came into her mind.

You’ll never know she thought. I’m not going to let you know. And that’s the worst thing I’ve ever done to you. And I’m getting wet again, ing it.

At dinner he talked about a client. She nodded in the right places. Because her mind wasn’t giving attention, it replayed all those spanks and the feeling of the cock again and again.

Anne got up to refill her glass and with the chance Nathan patted her ass. Her mind instantly compared that pat to the intense spanks she got. She made a disappointing sound but Nathan didn’t want to bring it up. But Anne knew he is worried.

They went to bed and Anne said she is having a headache so Nathan didn’t bothered to cuddle. Actually Anne wanted Nathan to grab her spank her and fuck her brains out of her. But Anne knew Nathan wasn’t doing it, because he is so gentle... or pathetic.

Her ass burned against the pijama. Her nipple hurt every time she tried to change the sleeping position.

She couldn’t sleep. She still felt the way Alex’s cock twitched in her palm. She couldn’t help but compare that cock with Nathan’s cock, she lined the two men up in her head, side by side, and Nathan lost.

But she needed relief. So she grabbed Nathan’s cock. But only thing she could feel was disappointment.

Why it is so tiny?

The irony was that it wasn’t tiny at all. Mark was quietly messing with the part of her brain that judged size, making Nathan’s cock look smaller than it really was. Even though it was a solid six and a half inches, the exact same size as Alex’s.

Mark was in his apartment. The rooms stank of old takeout, and the sharp smell of overworked electronics. Monitors were always on, cables snaked across the floors, servers hummed under a layer of dust and cigarette ash.

He was a brilliant neuroscientist once. Everyone had said so until Nathan made sure the doors closed on him. Now the only thing that still worked was the machine he had built in this filthy room.

The device had occupied the whole room: a compact neural transceiver tuned to Anne’s unique brain-wave signature. It didn’t force thoughts into her head like crude hypnosis. It rode the same frequencies her own mind used, slipping new impulses into the stream so cleanly that her brain claimed them as its own. Dirty dreams, sudden heat between her legs, the itch in her ass, need to feel small and used. She would never know the difference. The thoughts would feel like they had always been hers.

Also Mark had spent the last three weeks developing a AI model to manipulate Anne’s brainwave signature the same way he did. The model wasn’t some gleaming corporate AI. It was smaller but trained on the exact patterns of her mind. Now it could keep the stream going without him, sliding filthy thoughts into her head. He could sleep. He could leave the room. The machine would keep working.

Mark’s phone buzzed.

Alex:

Job is done. She was a total slut today.

He stared at the message grinning.

Everything was going according to his plan.

He leaned back in the broken office chair, listening to the soft pulse of the device as it reached across the distance and settled deeper into Anne’s mind.

Right now she was looking at Nathan’s cock and feel nothing but disappointment. When Mark said AI increased the Anne’s arousal by adjusting some settings.

Mark knew now she has to go to bathroom and masturbate until she gets the relief. And she went of course.

He had a small monitor that decoded her neural signals like visual and hearing and displayed them on a screen, so Mark always knew exactly what Anne was doing.

It showed the text: “Subject is masturbating.”

With more other data.

Mark’s hand slid into his stained sweatpants.

Nathan’s precious little wife is going to be on her knees sucking this cock like a desperate slut soon enough.

He stroked himself slowly with imagining that.

“Enjoy your wife while you still think she’s yours,” he muttered.

“By the time I’m finished, she’ll be on her knees for anyone and she’ll look at your cock like it’s a joke.”