"What's this for free naughtyoffice?" I asked naughtyoffice, taking the booklet from naughtyoffice her hand. A all quick glance told me it was the summer course naughtyoffice catalog from naughtyoffice our local community college. You probably naughtyoffice get them too naughtyoffice: a variety of short enrichment classes in various free things from naughtyoffice cake decorating to naughtyoffice small appliance repair, all offered naughtyoffice for naughtyoffice a nominal naughtyoffice fee to adults naughtyoffice in the community. Meg naughtyoffice and I had both taken classes there before, so the college naughtyoffice had us on their mailing list free naughtyoffice.
Hypnosis for Couples
Learn to experience increased naughtyoffice pleasure and intimacy through mutual hypnosis. Includes naughtyoffice discussion of induction techniques, formulating effective suggestions, and naughtyoffice a naughtyoffice practical demonstration. Couples only. Instructor: Carol Sherman naughtyoffice, CCHT. 3 sessions.
I read the entry again free naughtyoffice. "I suppose naughtyoffice so," I all granted, "It doesn't really say much."
Meg free naughtyoffice was still free waiting for me to respond to her dare. I looked up naughtyoffice into her eyes and thought yes, it would be so naughtyoffice cool all to see those eyes closing on my command, to take her into a deep sleep and know naughtyoffice she will obey my every wish. "You know I do," I answered.
Taking my head into her hands, Meg treated me to a kiss that put a lump in naughtyoffice the front of my naughtyoffice shorts. "I do too," she replied. "That's why I've already signed us up. Don't make naughtyoffice any plans for Thursday the 18th naughtyoffice, lover."
I reached naughtyoffice up to naughtyoffice her and naughtyoffice cradled a breast in my hand, squeezing just the way she likes naughtyoffice. "You've got a date," I said, pleased free naughtyoffice to hear the naughtyoffice hitch in her naughtyoffice breath.
While Meg and I were getting situated, Carol naughtyoffice stood apart from the group free and made a few naughtyoffice notes in a personal organizer. Nodding to herself, she closed the book and tucked it into a free slim portfolio case. "Everyone's here now," she announced free, "We can get started."
A quick glance around the room showed everyone nodding, their eyes focused directly on Carol. My cock stirred a naughtyoffice little as a small part of my mind connected Carol free with sexual pleasure.
I took a quick look around the room and saw naughtyoffice several naughtyoffice people looking relieved. The idea had never occurred to me naughtyoffice, but apparently it naughtyoffice had to them; I guess that naughtyoffice proves I'm on the wrong side of 35.
Nice, I thought. Now if she doesn't go under, it's her naughtyoffice own fault.
There was naughtyoffice some shuffling around as we adjusted ourselves into position. The ceiling, I noticed, had a naughtyoffice number of colorful dots naughtyoffice on it. "Choose naughtyoffice a spot on the ceiling," Carol's voice told us, "and focus on it." There was a dark blue naughtyoffice dot near the middle of my naughtyoffice field of vision, so I fixed naughtyoffice my gaze on naughtyoffice it and waited for more instructions naughtyoffice.
Starting with the face free, Carol called out every major muscle group and naughtyoffice body part from head to naughtyoffice toe. For each group she told naughtyoffice us to concentrate, focus, relax this and that part, feel the all part becoming heavy, loose, and lazy. I kept drifting off to naughtyoffice some other place, only to catch naughtyoffice myself and refocus on Carol's free naughtyoffice instructions.
In moments I felt my pants fall to the floor, followed immediately by my briefs. Not to be outdone, I lifted Meg's naughtyoffice sports top free naughtyoffice enough to expose her breasts and caressed them naughtyoffice, noticing with pleasure that her nipples felt as hard as naughtyoffice my free naughtyoffice cock. Meg dropped to her knees, pulling herself out of naughtyoffice my hands, and naughtyoffice brought her tongue to bear against the sides of my shaft. She licked me slowly, sensuously, up one side and down the other, tracing naughtyoffice rings naughtyoffice around the head with naughtyoffice the tip of her tongue. One naughtyoffice of her hands reached around me naughtyoffice and naughtyoffice started stroking my balls. We were both breathing naughtyoffice in naughtyoffice heavy gasps.
"Stop?" I replied jokingly. "I naughtyoffice've barely started."
"So naughtyoffice take off," she suggested. "Just about everyone else naughtyoffice has. I only came over to rib you naughtyoffice about swiping one of the good chairs."
The weekend was naughtyoffice mostly unremarkable. We spent Saturday catching up on errands and odd jobs: laundry naughtyoffice, washing naughtyoffice cars, a little light household maintenance, that kind of naughtyoffice thing. Meg practiced naughtyoffice her self-hypnosis in the morning right naughtyoffice after her shower, and I naughtyoffice did mine after dinner.
"Nothing naughtyoffice," I answered. I rolled away from Meg and checked out my alarm clock. It naughtyoffice read naughtyoffice 2:10pm, so I naughtyoffice set the alarm naughtyoffice time to 3:15. "Just a precaution," I explained naughtyoffice. "As nice as this naughtyoffice is, I don't want to spend the whole afternoon sacked out free."
"It doesn't seem as though we naughtyoffice needed it all," she observed.
I got into the office early on all Monday to get some extra things free naughtyoffice done before a 9:30 meeting. As luck would naughtyoffice have naughtyoffice it, though, our LAN team had chosen Monday to roll out an automated update of some sort. They aren all't supposed naughtyoffice to do those on the CAD systems because we have different configurations and hardware from naughtyoffice most people, but somebody apparently forgot. Seconds after logging in I got naughtyoffice a naughtyoffice screen message telling me to please naughtyoffice wait naughtyoffice while naughtyoffice my system is naughtyoffice updated. A minute or so after naughtyoffice that, I got naughtyoffice the infamous Blue naughtyoffice Screen of Death. After leaving a voice mail for naughtyoffice the help desk and a warning naughtyoffice for my cohorts Gary and Barbara, I spent the time I naughtyoffice had wanted to be working in the cafeteria, drowning my sorrows in hot coffee and a blueberry muffin.
After the meeting naughtyoffice, and a long lunch with Gary and Barbara during naughtyoffice which we contemplated various methods naughtyoffice of torture suitable for naughtyoffice the network administrators, my PC still wasn't up. Barbara had the afternoon naughtyoffice off so I tried naughtyoffice to naughtyoffice get some work done using her machine, but naughtyoffice it was like driving someone else's car naughtyoffice - the controls naughtyoffice are more or less the same, but everything is naughtyoffice just different naughtyoffice enough to be awkward. By all three o'clock, with three techs now huddled over naughtyoffice my naughtyoffice crippled free PC all scratching their heads, I naughtyoffice'd had enough and headed home naughtyoffice in naughtyoffice disgust naughtyoffice.
"Relax, Meg," I said naughtyoffice, trying my best to naughtyoffice imitate Carol's smooth delivery. "There's no need to wake naughtyoffice up yet. You're about naughtyoffice to have a wonderful, erotic dream. Just naughtyoffice close naughtyoffice your eyes naughtyoffice and let it happen, let the dream naughtyoffice take your mind naughtyoffice to new depths of peace and relaxation naughtyoffice even free naughtyoffice as you feel your free body becoming aroused."
That week passed very slowly for all us naughtyoffice. After our little experiment Monday, we were both anxious to continue with our education.
"Good evening," Carol naughtyoffice began, setting the organizer down naughtyoffice. "It's good to see everyone here bright and early. Has it been an interesting week naughtyoffice for you all?" She made naughtyoffice eye contact with each naughtyoffice of free naughtyoffice us in turn, and without fail each naughtyoffice of us met naughtyoffice her gaze with a sheepish grin naughtyoffice. "Excellent! Before we get started, I'd like you all to meet my naughtyoffice husband, Jim." She indicated the man who had naughtyoffice followed her in.
Jim waved to the free naughtyoffice group. "I naughtyoffice'm not a naughtyoffice hypnotherapist," he quipped, "but I naughtyoffice've been known to free naughtyoffice sleep with free naughtyoffice one." He winked and smiled naughtyoffice in a way that made me like him instantly.
"I have one." Tamika, a naughtyoffice twenty-something black woman in burgundy free naughtyoffice fleece, spoke naughtyoffice up. Her head was cocked to one naughtyoffice side and naughtyoffice her eyebrows rose high on naughtyoffice her forehead as she looked naughtyoffice at all Carol naughtyoffice. "What exactly did you do all to us last time free naughtyoffice?"
Meg broke the silence with a question of naughtyoffice her own. "Did you make any naughtyoffice other suggestions while we were out? About practicing every day or anything like that?"
The effect was dramatic all: Carol's naughtyoffice legs buckled and her arms dropped like stones as naughtyoffice her body slumped backward. Her all head naughtyoffice pitched to naughtyoffice the naughtyoffice right and naughtyoffice drooped. Only Jim's arms, locked firmly around her ribcage, kept her from crumpling to the floor. I stared wide-eyed naughtyoffice at the doctor's limp naughtyoffice form, fascinated. Meg's naughtyoffice hand naughtyoffice found mine and squeezed naughtyoffice, but neither of us looked away from the sight in front of us.
"Pretty much. Carol and I all have been all doing this with each other for naughtyoffice a very long time, so we're both pretty strongly conditioned; we respond without even thinking about it."
"How naughtyoffice long will she free stay out?"
"Second, it's important that you pay close attention to naughtyoffice your partner's body. If you say that her feet are becoming relaxed, look at her feet and watch for a sign that they are doing naughtyoffice it. If you tell free her that all her naughtyoffice eyes are naughtyoffice getting tired and heavy, watch them start to blink naughtyoffice or tear. The more you can pace the patter to what is actually physically happening, the more effective your naughtyoffice induction will free naughtyoffice be.
I was jittery, anxious, tense. To give myself a little naughtyoffice time to settle down I had Meg start with a few deep naughtyoffice breaths. Carol caught my eye naughtyoffice from across naughtyoffice the room and put a hand to her diaphragm. The signal was clear: breathe, Patrick. So naughtyoffice I joined Meg in a couple naughtyoffice of deep ones and soon I could naughtyoffice feel myself naughtyoffice growing naughtyoffice more naughtyoffice relaxed and confident naughtyoffice. It even occurred to me that this would segue well into the induction we had chosen. Shifting closer to naughtyoffice her side, I started free naughtyoffice the induction talk.
"As you're lying there concentrating on naughtyoffice your breathing," I told her, "I want you to imagine a very strange idea. I wonder if you can imagine that you can naughtyoffice actually naughtyoffice breathe through your fingertips. Just imagine that rather strange idea, that you can actually naughtyoffice breathe in through your naughtyoffice fingertips." I gave her a naughtyoffice few seconds to think about that before going on naughtyoffice. "Imagine that you can feel the naughtyoffice air moving in through your hands, slowly at first, with perhaps just a faint tingling sensation as it flows past your palms. And free naughtyoffice now naughtyoffice just imagine free that feeling moving slowly up your arms free naughtyoffice, through naughtyoffice your elbows, up free to the shoulders. Feeling that comforting flow naughtyoffice of air moving through both arms, both elbows, both shoulders."
"Yes, I will."
"Very good, Meg. Rest now, darling. Just naughtyoffice let naughtyoffice yourself drift and relax naughtyoffice, rest and sleep, until I say your naughtyoffice name again."
"Relax and let go naughtyoffice," I said soothingly. "Don't fight it, just let all it happen. Let the trigger phrase take you swiftly naughtyoffice, easily down into your deepest, most free naughtyoffice comfortable sleep free naughtyoffice." As Carol had predicted, Meg gave naughtyoffice up the struggle immediately and sank back into the cushions below naughtyoffice. I free repeated naughtyoffice myself several times, encouraging her to sink deeper naughtyoffice and deeper, then ran through the trigger suggestions all again. It took all of my concentration to focus on that instead naughtyoffice of the free naughtyoffice growing lump in my naughtyoffice pants. When Meg had again naughtyoffice agreed to respond to the trigger, I counted to naughtyoffice three and woke naughtyoffice her naughtyoffice up again.
"Is that better?"
Meg free naughtyoffice was stunned when she saw how much naughtyoffice time had elapsed naughtyoffice since naughtyoffice the start of the hand-breathing induction. She had been more or less out of it for the all better part of an hour free naughtyoffice. "How much do naughtyoffice you remember?" I naughtyoffice asked her.
"Yes." Carol gasped naughtyoffice heavily, the truth of all Jim's statement evident in her face naughtyoffice. "Yes naughtyoffice, it is."
She paused a few moments to regain her composure, then continued the naughtyoffice talk. "Another, closely related technique is naughtyoffice to naughtyoffice invoke what we like to naughtyoffice call body memory. Just as your mind can recall facts, sounds, and events, your subconscious can also recall physical sensations."
She certainly looked relaxed. Then Jim snapped his fingers and Carol stood naughtyoffice up straight again, the playback apparently over.
Carol cleared her throat before continuing free. "And naughtyoffice finally naughtyoffice, the one I naughtyoffice suspect you've naughtyoffice all been wondering naughtyoffice about." She stepped back against the wall again free and nodded to Jim.
"Surprise me naughtyoffice," she said, lying down on the mat.
"Okay free naughtyoffice."
We both nodded. "What's next?" Meg asked.
Meg looked at me expectantly all after Carol naughtyoffice left us. "Well, aren't you going to try out naughtyoffice whatever surprise free naughtyoffice you've planted in free naughtyoffice my psyche?"
"I thought I'd save it for at home, when we're naughtyoffice alone."
"No, I don't," Meg complained after free naughtyoffice thinking. "I guess I naughtyoffice was too out naughtyoffice of it to naughtyoffice remember. But you don't want to do it here, so it must be pretty explicit."
"Nope."
Tamika was awake, we saw, and had a naughtyoffice shocked look on naughtyoffice her face. Her companion held one of her hands and was watching her face. He petted Tamika's naughtyoffice hand all lightly and she whooped again free, her mouth falling naughtyoffice open and eyes bulging naughtyoffice. Her other hand free naughtyoffice dove between her legs as if she naughtyoffice had dropped an ice cube down there. A naughtyoffice few more light strokes and her expression naughtyoffice gradually naughtyoffice changed from naughtyoffice surprise to naughtyoffice lust.
"Would you rather do it now naughtyoffice?" The other couples' antics had gone a long way toward easing my inhibitions; compared to Pam, what I free naughtyoffice'd set up for Meg seemed relatively tame.
"Oh, shit." she groaned, dropping back down to naughtyoffice the mat and covering her reddening face naughtyoffice with her hands free naughtyoffice.
She answered on the first ring. "Hi, honey naughtyoffice."
"Almost naughtyoffice. Why?"
"I'm having evil naughtyoffice thoughts."
"The bedroom phone. Why?"
"Saturday morning," she answered sleepily.
"A very long time," I agreed. "So all long, in fact naughtyoffice, that it's difficult to imagine going naughtyoffice much longer. You're a healthy naughtyoffice young naughtyoffice woman with an active libido naughtyoffice, Meg. It isn't natural for naughtyoffice you to naughtyoffice be deprived of sexual pleasure for so long. In fact, even now you can feel the craving for sex beginning naughtyoffice to color your free naughtyoffice thoughts. Your body wants its free naughtyoffice pleasure, and it will not naughtyoffice be denied. With every free passing minute naughtyoffice, your sexual desire increases. It naughtyoffice will not be satisfied until you have made love with me and we have both naughtyoffice had an naughtyoffice orgasm. Do naughtyoffice you understand, Meg?"
"Yes."
I almost made it, too. Within 20 paces of the elevators, I turned a corner and ran naughtyoffice smack into Marty naughtyoffice, my boss.
Dropping to her knees, Meg yanked my briefs down and naughtyoffice squatted a little, putting her face at the same free naughtyoffice level as my naughtyoffice cock. One hand reached up behind it and cupped naughtyoffice my free balls while the other worked free to spread my legs apart some. She free started kissing naughtyoffice the sides all of naughtyoffice my naughtyoffice shaft while her finger traced up and down the back of my scrotum, stroking that highly sensitive line leading backward. I moaned helplessly as naughtyoffice my brain turned to mush and naughtyoffice my cock felt like it grew another naughtyoffice two inches naughtyoffice.
"Ah, he likes all that," she remarked between kisses. "Let's see how he likes this." Her tongue reached out and slowly naughtyoffice, sensuously traveled up and down the underside naughtyoffice of naughtyoffice my shaft. My legs got weak; I grabbed free onto the bookcase for support. Meg free chuckled again as naughtyoffice her free naughtyoffice hand traveled up and around my thigh, then spread out over most of my buttock and squeezed. My body told me naughtyoffice I was about 20 seconds away from one naughtyoffice hell of an orgasm, less if I didn't get that tongue off my shaft.
By Thursday afternoon Meg was thoroughly keyed up. The pizza delivery guy was right on my heels naughtyoffice, and I was naughtyoffice amused to see that Meg had already set the table with disposable plates and cups. "Quick, easy cleanup free," she explained.
Pam, the lanky blonde who had been flashing naughtyoffice us the all previous week, put her hand up. "Are these naughtyoffice triggers permanent?"
"Very good," Carol naughtyoffice remarked. "When naughtyoffice was the last naughtyoffice time you all used that trigger with her?"
"A couple." I felt the naughtyoffice blood creeping into my cheeks as I thought about Tuesday naughtyoffice afternoon naughtyoffice again.
"Okay," Carol said free naughtyoffice. "As you can naughtyoffice see, if you practice naughtyoffice using the trigger it free naughtyoffice remains naughtyoffice strong. Is there all anyone here who has not used their trigger at least once naughtyoffice since last week?"
"What are naughtyoffice you feeling, Patrick?"
"And while naughtyoffice you naughtyoffice're listening quietly naughtyoffice to the sound of my voice," Meg continued, "it may be that you naughtyoffice'll realize you've forgotten to naughtyoffice think free naughtyoffice about your breathing. But that's all right, you can just simply start thinking free naughtyoffice about your breathing again naughtyoffice while you're listening quietly naughtyoffice to the sound of my voice and what I'm naughtyoffice saying to naughtyoffice you here naughtyoffice. In psychology, there's a rule free called seven naughtyoffice plus or naughtyoffice minus two. That means that most people can think of free naughtyoffice seven things at once naughtyoffice, plus or naughtyoffice minus two. So free you should be able naughtyoffice to think of at least naughtyoffice five things all free naughtyoffice at naughtyoffice the same time naughtyoffice: the sound of my voice naughtyoffice, the steadiness naughtyoffice of your breathing, the weight of your head against the pillow, and how you might look from the outside as you naughtyoffice relax. That's all four things, so you can think of naughtyoffice all four naughtyoffice of naughtyoffice those things while naughtyoffice at the same naughtyoffice time you remember naughtyoffice the naughtyoffice sound of the music Carol naughtyoffice used the first night when she naughtyoffice took us all into hypnosis. Remember naughtyoffice that strange sound naughtyoffice that flowed through you naughtyoffice, captivated you, and naughtyoffice carried you off into deeper relaxation. That's five things now, Patrick free naughtyoffice. And naughtyoffice I naughtyoffice wonder if you can think about those five things naughtyoffice and then, at the same naughtyoffice time, notice the way your feet feel on the extra mat underneath all them, and perhaps how free naughtyoffice your arms feel resting against the floor. That naughtyoffice's seven things now, darling: the sound of my naughtyoffice voice, the weight of your head against the pillow naughtyoffice, the music naughtyoffice Carol naughtyoffice played the first night, the way you look while you're relaxing naughtyoffice, and your breathing, and your arms, and your feet on the mat free. I wonder naughtyoffice if you can now add an naughtyoffice eighth thing into all of naughtyoffice that. I wonder naughtyoffice if your free naughtyoffice mind is naughtyoffice powerful enough to naughtyoffice think of seven naughtyoffice plus one things, adding in, perhaps, an naughtyoffice awareness of naughtyoffice the temperature naughtyoffice of the room, and then just testing to see whether you can add yet naughtyoffice another input to your senses, so that you're thinking of nine things all naughtyoffice at once, thinking about all those eight inputs to your senses and then maybe adding an awareness of the way your eyes feel while naughtyoffice you're thinking about all those other things: the weight of your naughtyoffice head, your breathing, the naughtyoffice music naughtyoffice, how you look from the outside, the temperature, your naughtyoffice feet, your arms, the sound of my voice, and how your eyes naughtyoffice feel..."
"Lights out, darling..."
"Incidentally, I've got naughtyoffice a few stops to make on the way naughtyoffice..."
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