-Part Seven-
Mike had carefully chosen the contents of the package he had given Jill. He had also stuck typed notes on everything in the box detailing exactly what was to be done with it. Jill found this out when she arrived home that evening, locked herself in the bathroom and opened the box with great anticipation and a bit of fear.
There was a bottle inside the package intended for her husband David. It wasn't labeled, but Mike's note on the bottle said it was not dangerous and would only make Dave "feel better". Jill was highly skeptical of this and examined the pills in the bottle. She had never seen any exactly like these and put them back in the bottle. The note mentioned "mixing these with coffee" or some other morning beverage. Jill set them aside and moved on to the other items in her "gift" package.
Mike sat on his couch at home and replayed the video on his computer screen. He finished off his beer as he watched with great satisfaction as the nearly naked woman in the video turned her back on her lover and curled up with her blanket on her side of the bed. The man was clearly agitated and sported an erection that was ready for some action. Frustrated the man tried in vain to get the woman to again pay him some attention. She remained unmoved and quiet though and finally the irritated and horny man covered himself up and tried to go to sleep. He tossed and turned for several minutes and eventually lay still. Mike popped open the cap on another bottle of his favorite beer, lifted it for a momentary toast to success of his video and then hit the play button to start it all over again. How he relished the moment when David was spurned and looked with longing frustration at his wife's back as she lay there beside him!
David momentarily wondered if something was wrong with him. Energy seemed to pulse through his veins. His heart was fluttering and his legs were a little unstable. His penis seemed to grow at the mere vision of even a woman with any attractive features at all. At the gas station, for instance, he had stared almost uncontrollably at the register attendant with the with large boobs and plain face who had taken his money. Sure, she was a bit older than he and looked uncomfortable in her work uniform, but David had been ready to take her there on the spot. He had thought about her and the way her uniform had clung to her boobs all the way to work. At work his lovely wife whom he had probably not found so attractive in several years gave him absolutely no attention, even when in the privacy of her office he had showed her the bulge in his pants. To no avail. She had seemed nervous around him - unlike her behavior since they had been married. And finally at the restaurant where he had eaten lunch alone, David had been absolutely smitten by the cute college girl who had taken his order. The way her skirt had hugged her hips and backside still haunted his mind. And she had smiled ever so nicely at him! Never in his life - at least in the last several years - had he been so close to exploding in sexual frustration. What was wrong with him?
Jill walked on her toes as she entered the office, carefully placing one foot in front of the other and avoiding facial contact with any of the employees. Her face was surely red as could be and she took special care not to even glance in the direction of Mike's desk or near the break room. The last thing she wanted was to see his grin at her predicament. Her skirt rode up and down her shapely legs as she stepped into her office. It was much shorter than she would ever have picked out on her own. However, its selection had not been her choice. She cursed herself again at having gotten in such a situation. Then a shock of pleasure nearly sent her over the edge and she had to pause just to breath. She was barely inside her office and shut the door rather hard and leaned back against the wall, exhaling heavily.
Mike gathered up every ounce of confidence he could and strode into Jill's office. It had been more than an hour since Jill's suddenly high-strung husband had exited the building and Mike felt it safe at last. Files in his arm, he quickly rapped on her door and entered.
Jill was a mess. Every time she moved, bolts of pleasure seemed to emanate from within her. She was afraid to look down under her skit for fear of what she would find. She dabbed a napkin to herself every half hour or so to contain things. Above all, she tried to be completely still and not think of anything remotely sexual. That effort was shot to pieces when she heard a quick knock on her office door and in stepped Mike.
