Hypnotized for Her Boss

I have never liked my wife's boss, for one thing, he's arrogant, and I've always thought he just wanted to get into Grace's pants. As for my wife, she doesn't see this and just thinks Mr. Johnson is the best boss ever. Well, you can imagine my thoughts when she told me he had invited us to dinner and a show downtown. In the interest of keeping peace in the family, I held my tongue and we showed up with smiles on both of our faces.

Through dinner, my presence was barely noticed as Grace and he talked shop most of the time. The after dinner show was a new hypnotist in town and Johnson told us he was an old friend and he was trying to help him get his new act started. Before the show, Johnson took us backstage to introduce us to Raydon the Magnificent and even though his name sounded a little smarmy, he seemed to be a nice guy. As show time, neared Grace and I headed for our table and her boss stayed to talk a little more with the hypnotist. When he came out to our table, he told us he had volunteered Grace and me to be hypnotized and when I began to protest he told me to relax a person under the influence of hypnosis will not do anything against their will.

Raydon proved he had better talent than his name would imply and the show was a winner. My wife and I were hypnotized successfully and although I have no Idea, what antics he put us through when he brought back out, the audience was howling with laughter. Raydon told us on stage that in appreciation of our being such good sports he would buy us a bottle of champagne. It was delivered, our glasses filled, and as we clinked our glasses in a toast, I noticed the audience laughing. After only one glass of champagne, I found myself very tipsy and I had a tough time even walking as we left the club. I heard Mr. Johnson's offer to Grace that we could go to his nearby apartment to wait for me to sober up and then we could go home.

Once in his apartment he put me in a chair and I sat there in a drunken stupor. He went to my wife and as he looked her in the eye, he said something to her. I have no idea what he said but she suddenly became very receptive to his advances. When he kissed her, she returned his kisses with ardor and it was as if I was not in the room as he took advantages of her. He slid the top of her gown off exposing her bra and as she automatically reached around behind to unclasp it, he turned to me and gave me an evil smile.

Wait a minute was I merely drunk or was I in some kind of a trance. I sat here and watched this man romancing my wife and yet I seemed unable to do anything about it. I saw him kissing her lovely breasts as she ran her fingers through his hair. I could see her passions were inflamed as first she held him to her nipple and then as she fiercely returned his kisses when he turned his head up to meet her lips. He had her stand and slowly slipped her gown down past her wide hips and then to drop to the floor. She held his hand as she stepped out of the gown to leave her wearing panties and her garter belt with nylons attached plus her high heels. He instructed her to walk around, as he wanted to watch her, she looked right at me as if she had no idea who I was. When she returned to him, he murmured into her ear and with a whisper of a smile on her face, she dropped to her knees and began to tug on his belt. After his belt, it didn't take too long for her to have his trousers open and she let them drop to the floor. I then noticed his boxers and even in my condition, I could tell they were silk and I felt a twinge of jealousy as I remembered the state of the tidy whiteys I was now wearing.

I will never forget the look on my wife's face as she freed his member from their silken hideaway. With a look that could only be described as pure adulation her only words were, "Oh my," as she held the largest penis I've ever seen. She held it out to show me, not as her husband but as just some unknown observer and I could see, she still did not know me. As I watched, she turned a generally obscene sex act that is, a blow-job into a religious observance as she worshiped her boss' cock. She kissed the tip as she respectively held it in two hands, then she tipped it up and began a slurp with her tongue from his balls back up to the tip. She next put him in her mouth as far as she could but try as she may she could not fit his whole length down her throat. She kept choking and coughing as she repeatedly impaled herself on him. When she realized she was not able to take him all the way, she looked up to him and said she was sorry. He told her it was all right and then he held her head as he forcefully fucked her face until he came in a torrent.

Once he finished with her, she cleaned him with her tongue, then replaced him in his boxers, pulled up his trousers and refastened them. She then looked up to him and with his sperm still dripping down her chin and her makeup running down her face, she thanked him.

He told her to go the restroom and clean up, and then came to me,

"When I snap my fingers you two will no longer be under my control. Your wife will have no memory of what just transpired but what you witnessed you will never forget. I will warn you if you tell your wife what she did tonight she will not believe you, so I suggest it remain our little secret."

Grace came out of the bathroom, Johnson snapped his fingers, and just like that, we were both right as rain. I jumped up and slugged Johnson as hard as I could and down he went.

"John," my wife screamed, "What is wrong with you? Oh Mr. Johnson are you all right, I'm so sorry for my husband, he is such terrible drunk."

She ran to the kitchen to get ice and as she administered first aid to her boss, I nursed my broken hand. When he told her he was all right, she kissed him lightly on the bruise I gave him. She then told him she had better get her drunken husband home. All the way home as my hand throbbed she berated me for being such a lout and I knew right then I had better never say anything about our evening with her boss. This only left me to wonder about not being able to be forced to do something against your will under hypnosis. Did this mean that secretly Grace wanted to make love to her boss and what about me; I know I wanted to stop them, didn't I?