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On the third day, I was amused to see Rhonda wasn’t alone as she left the house. The second tape had clearly worked - she passionately kissed the lanky fellow before sending him on his way and jumping in the car.
Today she was wearing a tight pair of jean-shorts, and a button-up shirt that only barely buttoned up. She’d gone bra-less, and the shirt was tied up right below her unrestrained tits, showing a generous amount of midriff. The whole outfit was enhanced by the black leather fuck-me boots she was wearing.
“Who’s he?” I asked mischievously as I put the third tape into the car and hit play.
“His name is Phil,” Rhonda said, rolling her eyes. “I met him last night.”
I couldn’t help but sigh - although she was certainly far more pleasant to look at than she had been pre-tapes, Rhonda’s personality was yet to change. She launched into a rant about his (innumerable) shortcomings, and if I hadn’t been driving, I would have shut my eyes and just tried to drown her out.
Fortunately, today’s tape was going to help with that. Day 3 - “All women should be subservient.”
As much as I could, I kept an eye on Rhonda to see if the tape would have any immediate effects. By the end of the trip, her rant had started to slow down ... but it was impossible to tell if that was because of the subliminal messaging, or just because she’d run out of steam.
I did notice that she was continuing to glance at my pants every few sentences. Apparently yesterday’s tape had really left its mark (and today’s was helping to reinforce the message) and whatever her and Phil had gotten up to last night hadn’t been enough to satiate her cravings.
Unfortunately for Rhonda, I’m a happily married man, and so I ignored the subtle signals she was sending out, and just focused on surviving the rest of the trip to work.
As we got in, I paused the tape, and realized tape #2 wasn’t anywhere to be seen - my wife must have nabbed it.
I was a bit annoyed that she’d taken it without permission, but then a smile crossed my face.
So my wife is going to be craving my cum? I can think of worse things that could happen... The previous night, my girls had returned from their shopping trip, humming the incredibly catchy song from the first tape. I couldn’t help but admire their choice of clothes - my wife had decided to go in a sort of sexy housewife direction, and was wearing a red polka-dot dress that ended way above her knees, and showed off plenty of cleavage to boot. When she bent over, one would expect it to show off her panties - but to my delight, she wasn’t wearing any.
My daughters, bless them, had taken a much less subtle route. Being teenagers, I suppose they don’t really need to worry so much about what other people will think. My youngest was wearing a short pink flippy skirt, and as she bounced into the room it quickly revealed the black thong she was wearing underneath. Her tits were prominently on display in a pink mesh top, which she wore with nothing underneath. Her nipples were also pink, so it made them a little bit harder to find, but after a few seconds of staring I was able to locate them pretty quickly.
But my other daughter’s outfit really took the cake - she was just wearing a blue bikini top (one that looked like it was half a size too small) and matching blue panties. She was almost scandalously underdressed; the only saving grace were the black fishnet stockings she wore, ensuring that the entire outfit looked deliberate (and not like she’d been locked out of her closet while still getting dressed).
I thought they all looked great, and as we ate dinner that night, my wife and I beamed with pride at the two little gems we’d raised. I wondered if they had boyfriends - I knew what young women were like, and I wanted to make sure my baby girls were being taken care of.
Of course, I reflected, dressed like this, it won’t take them long to find what they need.
The afternoon of the third day, Rhonda wasn’t at our regular meeting place. I waited for a few minutes, listening to the irresistible tunes of tape #3, but after a while I got out and stormed to her office.
“Hello?”
She was panting when she answered the door. She didn’t invite me in, just opened it a crack, and I immediately worked out what was happening.
“Get dressed,” I said through gritted teeth. “And meet me in my car in two minutes.”
“Of course,” she said, wide-eyed. I didn’t even care what I had interrupted - I’d made a deal with Rhonda, and I was suddenly furious that she’d defied me. Here I was, doing her a favor - did she not know her place?
Just moments after I’d returned to my car, Rhonda opened the door and practically leapt into the passenger seat.
“I’m sorry,” she said, unable to make eye-contact. I softened slightly, and reached out to pat her hair comfortingly. “I was ... dealing with a subordinate.”
“It’s okay,” I said. “Just ... don’t let it happen again, yeah?”
“Of course,” she said, and for the rest of the trip, neither of us said another word, just enjoyed the rhythmic sound of the third tape.
When I arrived home after dropping Rhonda off, my wife practically jumped me at the door.
“Come here, stud,” she said with a grin, and at the sight of the outfit she was wearing - a black, translucent night-gown ... with nothing underneath - I was immediately hard.
“Hey girls,” I said casually as we passed the living-room. They casually waved as I dragged my almost-naked wife to the bedroom, and proceeded to give her what I knew she so desperately craved - what all women so desperately craved.
It was different than usual. I don’t want to go into too much detail - a man’s bedroom life is private, after all - but I think my wife was surprised by the extent with which I took charge. I twisted her into any position I felt like, and the few times she tried to get on top or decide what to do next, I slapped her hands away, and covered her mouth with my hand when she tried to object.
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