Next thing I knew, I was sitting on one of the chairs from
the kitchen table. Courtney was kneeling on the floor next to me. I quickly
realized that Tammy must have hypnotized us both again, though it seemed
to have worn off now. Tammy had pulled one of the chairs out. She was sitting in front of us with her legs spread wide open. "Look who's awake Courtney", Tammy said. Courtney looked over at me briefly, then looked back to Tammy. I was pretty mad. I decided I was going to take Courtney out of here now! I went to get up, and I realized someone had glued my bottom to the seat, and the chair legs had been bolted to the floor. I couldn't get out of the seat no matter how hard I tried. "Trouble getting up sweety?", Tammy asked. "Damnit Tammy, you better let us go right now, or I'm calling the cops!", I told her. "Shhh honey, there are a couple things you should think about. One, you can't remember |
the phone number for the police. Two, Courtney doesn't want
to leave.", Tammy said. "Courtney wants to stay and be my little
sex toy Barbie Doll, don't you Courtney?" "Yes Tammy, I do", Courtney said. "Court, no!", I yelled, "it's a trick, you are the most independent woman I've ever met, how can you be doing this?", I asked. Courtney seemed to pay no attention. "That's enough talking John. Hear my voice", Tammy said. I turned my attention back to her. I knew what ever she was going to tell me was going to be very important right then. "What would you like to see John?", Tammy asked me. I instantly knew the answer. "I'd like to see Courtney eat your pussy Tammy", I told her immediately. Suddenly, that was all I could think about. It was the hottest thing I had ever thought of. I was hard as a rock. Tammy called Courtney over. There was a slit in the bottom of Tammy's velvet magician costume. Courtney went to town. I was out of my mind with arousal. I couldn't touch myself though, |
Tammy wouldn't let me. |
drove home together in my car. We decided to give Tammy the Saab. It was much nicer than her beat up Buick. When we got home, we started planning which room in our townhouse we should do over for the nights Tammy wanted to stay with us. Meeting her was the best holiday present we could ask for. |