The other day at a company party, I asked my husband’s secretary, Xandra, if she knew of or could find someone to clean our house. She looked at me and said, “Well, maybe I know someone, but it’ll take a while—I have to take it slow.”
In the months that followed, I didn’t hear anything, from Xandra. Luckily, my husband was home a little less, so the mess wasn’t as bad—he had a few business trips abroad.
Then Xandra called me and asked if I could stop by; she said she had good news.
Xandra walked with me into my husband’s office… who, at that very moment, was abroad…
I hope you're happy—there I was, looking straight into the eyes of my “husband”....
I hope you're satisfied—there I was, looking straight into the eyes of my “husband”....
My heart skipped a beat, but I quickly pulled myself together. Xandra said, “It took a little while, but he picked up on the hypnosis quickly; besides, it helped that he’d already experimented with your lingerie.” I looked at her questioningly, but I could see the advantages of the current situation.
She said I could try it out for about two weeks; after that, it would become increasingly difficult to get him/her back completely...
Smiling, I told her I’d let her know in about four weeks... He blushed.......
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