It was the latest fad in technology -- a machine designed to create instant power naps on its users whilst, at the same time, ensuring that they dream the dreams they desire. As with all new technology, it was damned expensive and Ben was not going to try it, tempting as it was, until, like all these new fads, it came down in price. His best mate, Zach, however, was the total opposite of Ben; he wanted everything new straight away! By the time most people were buying gadgets, Zach had got bored with them and was selling them on for half the price he'd paid for them.
During a lunch break, Zach walked into the staff canteen and sat next to Ben.
"You've gotta try it, mate," he said, "It's absolutely out of this bloody world -- I feel totally refreshed and I've just had sex with two beautiful women!"
"In your dreams," Ben reminded him.
"Yeah, but pal, it's so fucking realistic! Did I tell you? My dreams are all about me as a playboy; living in a mansion with about ten beautiful young women at my beck and call! Blonde, Brunette, Redheads -- white, black, Chinese, Asian -- whoever I want whenever I want!" he responded.
"Yeah, you've told me about a dozen times, Mr Megabucks!" retorted Ben.
Ben couldn't help but wonder though; he had been happily married for five years and had resisted a few temptations that had come his way -- like Sonia in the typing pool. She had flirted with him at the photocopier and he had been sorely tempted by her curvaceous body but he had restrained himself, twiddling his wedding band round his finger while trying to remember his vows in his head. If he used the "Alternative Lives" machine he could have a fling with her and still stay faithful to Crystal, his wife. He made his mind up -- tomorrow he would go to the store a few doors down at lunch-time and try it out!
That afternoon he couldn't keep his eyes off of Sonia, whenever she was around. She was still batting her eyes at him and flashing him the biggest "come-on" smiles. Her outfit was skimpy and just about appropriate for work, but it certainly didn't leave a lot to the imagination.
When Ben got home that evening, Crystal found him somewhat distracted.
"Bad day at work hun?" she asked as she threw her arms around his neck and planted a kiss on his lips.
"Something like that Chrissy," he said, kissing her perfunctorily, "What's for dinner?"
"I've done one of your favourites," she responded, "Hunter's chicken."
"Great," he said, somewhat unenthusiastically.
Crystal decided to let things be, deciding that whatever had happened at work was festering inside Ben and that there was little she could do about it.
Their evening passed somewhat frostily and Crystal was relieved when it was time for bed; this was where she came into her own! She knew how much Ben liked her mouth on his cock, how much he liked to suck her breasts and pussy and the countless positions that they had made love in.
When Ben joined her in the bedroom he seemed more like his normal self; little did she know that he was imagining that she was Sonia! The sex was the best she could remember for months; in her mind she was thinking, "Perhaps he should always come home from work grumpy!"
In the morning, Ben was more eager than usual to get to work; Crystal put this down to the wonderful effect she had on him in bed the previous night -- invigorating his body with positivity. Ben, however, was just keen to get through to lunchtime!
Ben kept himself busy at work although always keeping an eye out for Sonia. When he saw her at the photocopier his heart stopped; the top three buttons of her blouse were undone, which would undoubtedly show off a nice glimpse of her breasts, her skirt was figure hugging, showing off her arse to perfection and she was wearing sheer black stockings -- God let them be stockings and not tights, he thought. He got up and wandered over to the photocopier, standing just to the side of her, his eyes fixed on the tit flesh on show.
"Morning Sonia," said Ben, resisting the temptation to put his hand on her shapely arse.
"Morning sweetie," she said as she slowly turned and smiled at him, "is there anything I can do for you?" She was toying with the next button on her top, as if she were about to undo it.
The emphasis on the word "anything" made his knees go weak and his cock go strong; his eyes transfixed on her fingers as they toyed with the button.
"N n no thanks Sonia," he answered, "just thought I'd pop over and say hi."
"Well if you want anything, just let me know," she smiled and turned to leave, making sure that her arse was wiggling as she walked away. She glanced over her shoulder and caught Ben staring at her departing backside. She smiled at him as she returned to her desk.
"What I wouldn't give to be under that desk right now, licking her gorgeous pussy," Ben thought to himself as he went back to his own desk.
Zach had been watching the scene evolve. "You should take her in the loos man, she so has the hots for you!" he said as Ben sat down.
"I'm married for Christ's sake, Zach," he responded.
"You do know that more people who are married have affairs than those that don't, right? It's just the done thing -- no-one expects faithfulness these days! There's just too much opportunity to play around," he continued. "God if she looked at me the way she looks at you, I'd have her buck-naked right now with my cock in between those heavenly thighs!"
Ben didn't respond; he was imagining his cock buried in Sonia's pussy while he sucked on her tits. He let out a low moan.
"You alright pal?" asked Zach, bringing him back to reality.
"Yeah, fine. Hey, you going to "Alternative Lives" lunchtime? I was thinking of giving it a try," said Ben.
"Yeah man, I try to go every day -- pennies allowing. I get enough material in those dreams to keep my right hand busy for hours, if you know what I mean," said Zach.
"Yeah, I have noticed your frequent trips to the toilets in the afternoons," Ben smiled at his mate.
As lunchtime approached Ben was eagerly watching his watch. He took a casual stroll over to where Sonia was sitting, just to refresh his memory about how she looked, what she was wearing -- he wanted this to be as realistic as it possibly could.
