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Several times, I caught her gazing in my direction, and once, when I made eye contact, she blushed and looked away. It was also clear that her feelings puzzled her. On an intellectual level, I could see that she was confused by about what amounted to a crush on me. It obviously didn't stack up with how she thought she should feel. This observation was interesting to me from a research point of view. Sam was highly intelligent. It appeared that more intelligent "participants" were able to resist aspects of the conditioning, particularly relating to behavioral change, when it didn't stack up with their expected understanding of the world. We still ended up making out like teenagers that day, however. She had messaged me, asking for assistance with a device driver that she was writing and I proposed that we talk a walk to the Starbucks nearby for a coffee. She agreed readily and I collected her from her office on my way out. Oddly, she did not seem awkward about our kissing the day before, she seemed to have accepted that it happened and that it was ok. "You're looking amazing this morning", I said truthfully as we walked to the elevator. She blushed and giggled, thanking me for the compliment before turning the subject to work and tits the challenges she was having with her code. The Starbucks was literally outside our building in the middle of a pedestrianized square. I ordered and paid for our coffees and we sipped them slowly as we talked code and ambled back to the office in the warmth of the morning sun. When we got back down into the sub-level of our amateur building, I invited her back to my office to continue the discussion. Before we left, I had switched over the surveillance camera in my room to one of the prepared feeds, so we walked in without me being concerned about any impropriety being captured by our corporate overlords. Gesturing to the sofa in my office, I sat down and she joined me. Our coding conversation had pretty much wrapped up and I put my coffee down and then brushed a errant lock of her hair away from her face. My hand lingered there lightly touching the side of her cheek. "I want to kiss you", I said softly. She blinked a few times, and then leaned towards me, her lips parting slightly as her eyes closed. I placed both my hands on her face and leaned in to kiss her gently. The kiss went from gentle to madly passionate in a heartbeat. She kissed me back with abandon, her tongue invading my mouth, while she pressed herself against me. While she didn't understand her feelings on an intellectual level, she was still a slave to them on an emotional one. I enjoyed the kiss, running my hands over her back and down her sides, but she stopped me when I tried to go further and slid my hand over her breast. She grabbed my wrist and broke the kiss. It seemed to break the spell as she stopped my wandering hand. Without saying anything, she got up from the sofa, gave me an embarrassed smile, and then quickly left my office. That afternoon, I decided to advance her conditioning, if, for no other reason, that I was feeling frustrated and horny from my lackluster sex life at home. Obviously, I justified it to myself as further testing of our equipment in the interests of science. I spent some time assembling a conditioning pack that small consisted of picture of exposed naked men and women in natural settings, initially partially clothed progressing to fully naked. All the images projected clearly relaxed people enjoying themselves. That was coupled with the positive emotional images and, of course, a focus on me. The pack was set to run on her machine for the remainder of the week, bombarding her with the subliminal messaging. … Just… don’t.” And of course, being a cat, she swatted it like it was a toy mouse. She stretched her arms and legs wide toward each corner of the bed. "R-riya." Her moaning got louder and, knowing she was tits being watched pushed her over the edge into orgasm. I said squirming a bit. The new one he brings with him is almost his physical opposite – short and stooped with a hunched back, heavy and obese in the body, and with unkempt brown hair and a jutting chin that amateur wears several days’ Hardcore growth of stubble. “Thank you Daddy.” When he made to follow the rest of the class, asian the coach grabbed his arm. “You’ve got to try one Emily; vibrators are a girl’s best friend.” Grace said. “And I think I love you too.” “People are two types, the majority are not able to have their fantasies come true and maybe not able to have real sex at all, early marriage, conservatives, not experienced, name it as you like. Feeling my cock growing with the anticipation of fucking someone else’s wife, while he would be fucking my wife. Willow and I sat and watched the sun go down from my sixth floor apartment and cuddled on the couch chair. 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