Before I get to Roni's step-cousin Constance Marie, I need to share with you something I discovered shortly after we were married.
A month or two after the wedding, we had fallen in to our routine. Roni always went to bed before me, by about an hour. One evening she stated that she always fell asleep faster if I was there with her so I started watching my 10pm programs in bed. Roni would be sound asleep within minutes.
A few weeks later, KFC opened a local store in the town where the broadcast originated so the local advertising started. Roni was mostly vegetarian so, I didn't even think to tell her. The commercials ran 2 or three times between 10 and 11pm after she fell asleep.
On Saturday, after a little more than a week of these commercials, Roni said we should go to that town for whatever reason and that we could grab lunch -- she was craving KFC chicken. She isn't really partial to deep-fried food and had never eaten KFC chicken. I thought it was really weird... but my brain filed the thought away.
A week later, there was a new guy on the online "find-a-fuck" website where Roni had first seen Damian. I contacted "New Guy" since was nearby and I had seen Roni checking his profile. His name was Dennis. -- I had him send an intro mail to Roni and introduce himself. He did, but she said she had little interest in him, that he wasn't her type. I decide to see if I could plant a "KFC" thought in her head.
Each night, I'd wait for her to fall asleep and for her breathing to slow way down so I knew she was deeply asleep, then I started to whisper in her ear -- Roni wants to fuck Dennis; Roni wants to ask Dale if she can fuck Dennis. I would repeat it several times. I did this each night for almost two weeks. Roni never mentioned him after the first message and had stopped checking his profile. Also, up until that point, Roni had never verbally asked me for another cock without prompting.
One nice sunny warm day, we were out in the city shopping. It was teaming with all sorts of nice looking men and women. Guys of course, kept looking at her and doing their best to flirt. Roni enjoyed it and seemed distracted and excited. I asked her what she was thinking. She said, oh nothing. I let it drop but also noticed she was trembling slightly.
After the 100th guy flirted with her she while we were sitting on a bench she couldn't hold back any longer. Roni leaned in and when she whispered in my ear; "Remember Dennis from the site? I can't stop thinking about him. Can I please fuck him, please?"
I added that encounter to the future story list.
Was it really that easy? It couldn't be. Well, years later I did kick a 10+ year smoking habit using self-hypnosis tapes after many failures to quit cold-turkey. Call me a believer, then and now.
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One day, I had gotten word that I had to go to a 2-week training out of the city. Roni was upset, now that she was used to having me there; she had trouble falling asleep alone. I told her I'd make her a tape to fall asleep by.
I used a musician friend's 12-track recording equipment to make a quick tape. It had some nice mellow music and I added a voice over track.
Relax now
I love you; sleep well.
Relax now
Sleep now; I love you.
It went on over and over for about 20 minutes or so and faded out, barely audible. Then a second whispering track started behind the first.
I knew she'd be asleep by that time so I added, barely audible at a level below the music and "I love you" track: Roni loves to fuck. Roni wants to fuck anyone. Call Dale and masturbate while you fuck yourself and tell him how horny you are. Over and over again it went on, for the rest of the hour-long tape. I would make several versions over the years.
I had Roni test the tape that night and it worked like a charm. She was sleeping deeply within minutes. Now to wait and see how it worked. She started using it every night. Each night when I heard the click of the tape shutting off at the end, I'd gently remove her headphones. The next week I left for my training.
On the fourth night I was away, Roni called me. She told me she her 10-inch "Mason" dildo buried deep inside her pussy, telling my how horny she was, how badly she needed to fuck and how she couldn't wait for me to be home.
Up until that point, Roni was always a willing participant in our extracurricular activities, now she had come out of her shell a little more -- she was getting more verbal about it and how much she liked it.
I ended up making a similar tape for her after work meditation hour, adding little unheard prompts.
OK, now that that backstory piece is there, we move on to Cousin Constance.
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At the time I first met Roni's step-cousin Constance Marie (it was always both names or just Coni) I had no inkling what would transpire during her 2 month long visit before she began her studies at a nearby university.
Coni was the daughter of Roni's uncle's second wife, a few months younger than Roni. Coni's father had died in a car accident when she was only 2.
Coni was extremely shy, way beyond the shy Roni when we met, by a factor of 2. In any type of setting, she could not look anyone in the eye and for days, I never heard her say a single word.
If you were to look at a standard deviation curve, with the far right end being 10plus hot and the far left being 1minus, is it a boy or a girl, Coni would fall just short of far left in the 99th percentile, total frumpy range, beyond plain.
Coni was barely 5' tall and if she weighed even 100 lbs., it was because she was caring a grocery bag or had rocks in her pockets. She had jet-black hair that she always wore in a somewhat large, tight bun on the back of her head and she wore no make up.
Coni also wore what could qualify as the most god-awful pair of glasses I have ever seen and they nearly completely hid her dull emerald green eyes. She always looked extremely sad.