You let go a sigh of relief as you watch your mom pull away. You thought she'd never leave. You finally have a moment to yourself. Your son Adam had left early to hang out with his friends and with Mark not back from work till tomorrow, the house is yours. You turn from the window and look around at the living room. You might as well do a bit of dusting before starting the laundry. Your day alone is probably going to be mostly housework but it won't get done on its own.
You change into comfortable sweats and a t-shirt and start dusting.
"Man, it sure collects fast", you think to yourself as you pick up the funky blue lamp you'd bought at a yard sale instead of dusting around it like usual.
You wedge the lamp in your armpit as you try to stop a sneeze.
"AAACHOOOO!!!"
The sneeze, brought on by all the dust, is so strong it bends you over at the waist and you feel a tingle on your breast as the lamp is rubbed against you. Shaking your head you take the lamp and hold it out in front of you. You notice the lamp had started to turn a bit red from where it was pressed up against you. You toss your swiffer on the shelf and rub the lamp in the same spot. The red slowly starts to fade back to blue as you watch.
Perplexed you watch as the lamp becomes a solid blue again. You grab the swiffer and start to dust again and the phone rings. You run to the kitchen to grab it and realize your hands are full and shove the lamp under your arm again.
"Hello?" you say into the phone.
"Hello, can I speak to Samantha Strong please?"
"Sorry, wrong number" you say hanging up the phone as you feel the tingle again.
You take the lamp and look at - it's tinged red again, from where it was pressed against you. You rub it against your arm as it starts to fade to blue. Nothing. You look at the lamp, then at your arm.
"Hmm... it can't be ... well... maybe." you think to yourself.
Looking around embarrassed, you hold the lamp to your chest. You feel the now familiar tingle, in both breasts this time and pull the lamp away. It's now red on the side you pressed to you and blue on the other.
You walk back to the living room looking and wondering at the lamp, tossing the swiffer on the counter. You sit down on the couch set the lamp on the coffee table and contemplate your discovery.
"Wonder what happens if it turns all red?" you wonder... thinking about the tingle you'd felt.
With a shrug, you pick the lamp up and start to rub it across your chest, the tingle teasing your nipples and you feel your heart beat speed up. You run the lamp between your breasts and squeeze it between them. The lamp is getting warm in your hands and it's almost entirely red as the tingle starts to spread through your body.
You cup your breast in 1 hand as your tease the lamp down your body, between your legs and down your thighs, a moan stealing its way between your lips.
You watch the final tip of blue change to red and your eyes widen as you feel a vibration in your hand. The color flows from the lamp in a cloud of red that grows as it floats before you. It slowly spreads to human shape and you can't believe what you're seeing as a man starts to form in front of you.
Seconds later he stands before you, about 6 feet tall, dark curly hair over piercing blue eyes. Naked to the waist, his body tapers from well formed shoulders to a narrow waist over loose fitting pants. He is the most handsome man you've ever seen in your life and your breath catches as he smiles at you and bows.
"You have woken me mistress, I am yours to command" he says in lightly accented English, "What is your wish"
You feel a little thrill at his statement.
"Who... what are you?" you ask, trying to keep control of yourself.
"You have heard of Genies I assume?" he asks, then grumbles, "After that cursed Disney movie, EVERYONE has heard of us."
"Yes I've heard of Genies and magic lamps... though never that you had to rub them against yourself!" you say, flushing slightly.
"Ah... that's because I'm an Eros Genie." he says with a grin, "I'm a genie of the art of Love".
"Love?" you ask.
"Well... sex really." he says, grinning even wider.
"Just sex? What about the 3 wishes?" you reply with a smile.
"Not just sex no, and there are no wishes." he says, "I'm yours until you are satisfied and release me and send the lamp on".
"Really?" you say, "so if I said clean my house?"
"Done." he says and claps his hands.