My name is David and I would consider myself an average middle age man with an average sex life - unfortunately average means my wife and I have sex about once a month and is pretty bland and conservative. Admittedly I have a weakness for women in stockings or pantyhose and high heels and it has been years since my wife dressed that way in order to satisfy my sexual desires.
Often my desire is only satisfied by admiring women at work in their skirts or dresses and hosiery that makes my manhood twitch and harden at the first sight. Usually these daytime encounters are followed by me taking a detour on the ride home to park in a quiet, secluded parking area and watch pantyhose videos on my smartphone as I use my handkerchief to jack-off and release the built up sexual tension.
One day last month when I arrived home my sister-in-law Ann had stopped by and was telling my wife all about her new job with the government as an administrative assistant. Usually Ann's attire is very casual but I could clearly see she was in a nice three piece skirt set and was wearing suntan stockings along with a very dressy black pair of high heels. The only time I can remember seeing Ann dressed so nicely was years ago when her sister and I were married. I had never before experienced any sexual thoughts toward my sister-in-law but looking at her legs crossed, our dining room light shimmering off her silky stockings, had my cock beginning to throb in response to the sight.
Not wanting to embarrass myself by staring at her legs, or have either of them notice the growing bulge in my pants, I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. As I adjusted my pants, and the now very hard erection within them, I began to imagine how much I would like to seduce my sister-in-law and have her give me the pleasures that my wife was no longer providing. I quickly jumped right back into reality and convinced myself that such a thing could never, and should never, happen but as I walked back in the dining room and saw her walking to the front door to leave, the sound of her heels on the hardwood floor, combined with the silky, shimmering appearance of her legs immediately filled my mind with dirty, sexual thoughts of my sister-in-law.
That evening after my wife went to bed I was in my study browsing online and a variety of adult oriented sites that I often visited for my own sexual gratification. On one of the sites I noticed an advertisement for a hypnotic computer program that was guaranteed to work. Using a secure website I entered my credit information and within 30 minutes I received the downloaded program along with instructions. Of course in the introduction it stated the obvious - while it guaranteed it could put anyone under a hypnotic trance that they would not do anything that was against their deeply rooted conscience or values.
Although I knew very little about hypnosis I was aware of that fact but at the same time what harm would it be to try it. Actually I was hopeful because my sister-in-law had a past history of being, how should I say it, promiscuous and I know that she also had a personality trait that she was very self-centered and would do almost anything to get what she wanted. I planned to use both of those traits to my advantage - I hoped.
As I read more about the program I found the basis of it to be very simple to use. I could record my own voice to set the commands I wanted followed and the program would automatically encrypt them into its program to be delivered as subliminal messages as the person fell under its trance. It also asked me to record a trigger phrase that would also be established subliminally, and in doing so, it would only work if given by the person whose voice set it originally. I liked this feature as it insured the subject could not accidentally be put into a trance by any other person who may say the trigger. I chose the word Rumpelstiltskin for the trigger.
I recorded my voice commands, set the trigger, and then put in her email address. This system would send an email to her from my email address so she would trust opening it and when she opened the link it would present an image of multiply colored triangles moving in prearranged patterns while soothing music played in the background. As I was ready to push the send button I paused and wondered if I should even try this but my mind went back to the sight of her in stockings and my penis overruled my head and the email was on its way.
I knew that every morning she checked her email before leaving for work so if the program worked I would know. In addition to the trigger the subliminal command I had programmed was that she would go shopping after work to purchase new heels, thigh high stockings, and lingerie. She would call my cell phone and say "David, I just wanted you to know I am going shopping tonight at Victoria's secret for some lingerie and wanted to know if you would like me to get black or red?." The subliminal message would tell her that doing this was completely normal and having my approval for her purchases was important to her.
