 I looked back enter at Meg with raised eyebrows. "Are you serious?"
 "Of busty course." Her green eyes sparkled back at me. "Doesn't bustyteen it busty sound interesting to you?"
 "Maybe you'd picture better take Friday off busty too," she busty added, reaching down to open bustyteen my busty zipper.
 Call me an idiot if bustyteen you like - until enter that bustyteen moment, I didn't connect picture teen "Carol Sherman, CCHT" with that voluptuous creature. I was expecting some scholarly, kind, Angela Lansbury type busty. The reality turned out busty to be more like Catherine Zeta-Jones. Not that I minded, of course.
 "As you know from the course busty description, this teen workshop busty is about hypnosis for couples. I busty've been a practicing busty hypnotherapist for busty about five years now, and for the last two I picture teen've specialized in treating sexual dysfunctions busty in both men and women. In that time it's been my pleasure to busty teach hundreds busty of couples how they can use hypnosis to enhance bustyteen their love lives picture. If you stay with me and work bustyteen together over teen the three sessions in this class, I promise you busty that the experience will change the way you think about sexual pleasure."
 A quick glance around the room showed everyone nodding, their eyes focused directly on Carol. My cock stirred a little busty as a small part of my mind connected Carol with sexual pleasure.
 "Welcome back everyone," Carol said busty. "Take your time, don't be in busty a hurry to start moving around. Take a picture teen minute picture teen and pay attention to how you picture teen feel: peaceful, relaxed, at ease."
 She was right bustyteen, I bustyteen felt as if I bustyteen'd had a long afternoon bustyteen nap. I looked busty over at busty Meg busty and took her hand; her face radiated a kind of serenity that echoed my own bustyteen feelings. A slow, easy look around bustyteen the dojo told me that the bustyteen other busty couples were experiencing the same thing. Well, all of them busty who were left - the skeptical Ellen and busty her companion were gone, their mats busty returned to the pile bustyteen at picture teen the back of the dojo. "What happened to them?" I asked, pointing toward the empty spot.
 Next we discussed how hypnotic inductions actually work. Carol went over the busty major modes of perception busty - visual, auditory, and busty kinesthetic. "Visual people," she explained, "have a strong ability to see things with their imaginations. They can bustyteen invoke an busty image picture teen and describe busty it in great detail. Auditory people are very attuned to sounds. Kinesthetics teen are very good at focusing on their own enter bodies, sensing their teen own movement, position, and location. During busty the induction busty we used earlier teen, I included elements of all three. Unless bustyteen you are very unusual, each of busty you should have found that one type of instruction seemed picture teen to work better for you than others busty. Maybe you found the teen rhythmic sound busty from the CD player particularly soothing; maybe picture teen staring at the busty dot seemed to focus enter you more; maybe it was easiest for bustyteen you picture teen to focus on bustyteen the various busty sensations around your body. Everyone is different, but knowing how picture a person perceives the world bustyteen makes busty it much easier to help them into hypnosis and to form workable busty suggestions." Then teen Carol bustyteen turned to busty me. "Patrick, what elements in teen the induction today worked best for you bustyteen?"
 Carol smiled approvingly teen and picture teen looked to Meg. "The sound picture was okay," Meg offered, "but it didn't really do much for me. The whole relaxing thing, concentrating busty on specific body parts and noticing busty all the different sensations, that was the thing that really worked for me. I had a hard time visualizing the woods, but I could feel myself swinging busty in the hammock very well. I busty guess that makes busty me a kinesthetic, right?"
 As bustyteen we headed teen out the door, Carol stopped bustyteen us for busty a busty quick busty aside. "It's unusual to have only one kinesthetic person bustyteen in busty a group," she said to Meg. "I'm picture a busty kinesthetic too; remind me next week and I'll teach you a couple of special techniques."
 Meg picture teen let out a Bronx cheer, then reached teen over into my lap bustyteen. "Feels like I'm not the picture teen only one whose boiler pressure is rising busty," she said busty as her hand clamped down on my straining cock. "How does this feel busty, wise guy?" With a deft movement, she pulled busty down my zipper and started stroking busty my bustyteen shaft through my briefs.
 A small corner of my mind started laughing. Meg busty is never shy about letting me know when busty she teen's teen horny, but I'd never busty seen her this picture teen incensed picture before. The fact that I was in equally bad shape myself made it all the picture teen more funny bustyteen.
 In busty moments I felt my picture pants fall to the floor, followed immediately bustyteen by my briefs. Not to busty be busty outdone, I lifted busty Meg's sports top enough to expose her breasts and caressed them, noticing with busty pleasure that her nipples felt bustyteen as hard as my cock. Meg dropped to her knees busty, pulling busty herself out of busty my hands, and brought her tongue to bustyteen bear against busty the picture teen sides of my shaft. She bustyteen licked me slowly, sensuously, up busty one side and down the busty other, tracing rings around the head picture teen with the tip picture teen of busty her busty tongue. One of bustyteen her hands reached around me and started stroking my balls. We were busty both breathing in heavy gasps.
 While I was bustyteen up, I picture teen grabbed one of the busty high-backed chairs from the team room and dragged busty it back to my cube busty. From the progress busty on my computer busty screen, I figured I had about twenty minutes to kill.
 I got into the office early on Monday to get some picture teen extra things done before a 9:30 meeting. As luck busty would have it, though, our busty LAN team had chosen Monday to roll out an automated update busty of some sort. They aren't supposed to do those on the CAD systems because bustyteen we busty have different configurations and hardware bustyteen from busty most people, but picture teen somebody apparently forgot. Seconds after busty logging in I got a screen message telling me to please wait while my picture system is updated. A minute or busty so after that, I bustyteen got busty the infamous picture teen Blue Screen of Death. After leaving a voice mail for busty the help desk and a warning for my cohorts Gary and Barbara, I spent the time I had wanted to be working in the cafeteria, drowning my sorrows in hot coffee and a blueberry muffin.
 I found Meg on the bed teen and started to say teen something teen, but I stopped short. She was so still, so peaceful looking. Meg busty is an active sleeper, rolling busty around and moving her arms and legs as she dreams; seeing her this quiet was odd. I tiptoed around the bed bustyteen for a closer look.
 "Relax, Meg teen," I said, trying busty my best to imitate Carol's teen smooth delivery. "There's no need to busty wake picture teen up yet bustyteen. You're about to have a wonderful, erotic dream. Just close teen your eyes and let it happen, let the dream take your mind to new depths of peace and relaxation even as you feel your busty body picture teen becoming bustyteen aroused."
 Meg and I had our mats arranged to our liking and were just settling in when busty Carol arrived busty. Her welcoming smile busty beamed enter at us so brightly busty that it took me a few picture seconds to realize she wasn't bustyteen alone. Behind her busty was a man of average height, slightly balding, with a neatly trimmed beard and wire-frame glasses. His navy blue warm-up busty suit busty hung loosely busty on his thin frame. He teen busied himself setting up the busty boom box while Carol made a few notes picture in her organizer.
 "Not as a posthypnotic suggestion, no. If you remember, I did busty suggest after you were fully awake that practicing every day would be a picture teen good thing. Did everyone do that?" She looked around at us all; everyone was nodding. "That's very good. Now that you know how easily you can enter the hypnotic state on your picture teen own, it will be even easier for you to do it with bustyteen your partner's help. And teen that leads us directly to tonight's first busty demonstration busty."
 "How long will bustyteen she stay out?"
 Carol came forward, looking fully alert again picture teen. "Ready to try it yourselves?" She received a general murmur of busty assent. "Good. Ladies, lie back and get comfortable. You'll be the subjects tonight. Guys, you are going busty to picture teen help guide teen your busty partner into a nice, deep trance state. Jim and busty I will help you get there. When she bustyteen's nice and deep bustyteen, you will suggest bustyteen a trigger that will put her back into hypnosis quickly teen. Then you'll wake her up and practice using the trigger."
 "There's one toward the end called 'Hand teen Breathing'. It's a personal favorite of mine; it produces great relaxation, and works very well with kinesthetic types busty."
 Turning quickly to busty the teen relevant page, Meg and I busty skimmed the text. It certainly looked interesting busty. Meg was picture up teen for it, so I began bustyteen studying busty the script while we waited picture teen for further busty instructions bustyteen. It was short and pretty simple; I busty had it busty just about down by the time Carol began addressing the group again busty.
 I waited. Several long seconds later, her bustyteen lips enter moved slightly busty. "You are deeply, totally relaxed busty, Meg," I said as Jim had suggested, "and nothing can disturb busty that wonderful feeling. You busty will find that you can enter easily speak to me while you bustyteen are busty in this state, and picture that it will not disturb your relaxation in the least. In fact, speaking while under bustyteen hypnosis even helps your mind to relax even more, taking you deeper picture teen and deeper with picture every word. Would you like to be able to return to this deep, satisfying sleep again, Meg?
 "Yes."
 I had to agree with that one; the suggestion had certainly been effective on busty us.
 She paused a busty few moments to regain her composure, then continued the talk. "Another, closely related technique teen is to invoke what we teen like to call body memory. Just as your mind can recall facts, sounds, and picture teen events busty, your subconscious can also recall physical sensations."
 "That was busty a busty relatively modest demonstration of body memory," she said. "But with practice, you can busty make it work for any busty memorable physical experience." Her tone of voice made it quite clear that we busty could take "any" literally.
 "Yes, Virginia," he said, "you can use busty hypnosis to induce an teen orgasm."
 The effect on Carol was electrifying: her thighs closed down teen tight and her arms pressed bustyteen folded closely together under her breasts. She began to pant busty loudly, then progressed into moaning through bustyteen a teen slack busty jaw. All of a busty sudden she threw her head back and cried out something unintelligible picture teen. She rocked teen back and forth a few busty times, then fell to picture teen her knees with busty a heavy, happy sigh.
 "The subconscious can control almost any bodily busty function," Jim busty explained teen while Carol recovered, "even those that teen we think of teen as involuntary. Before you picture teen get grandiose ideas, though, let me tell bustyteen you busty right picture teen off that it bustyteen takes a very experienced subject to be able to orgasm on command busty. Don't even busty try it until you are both doing well with the picture teen simpler suggestions."
 The other couples bustyteen were finishing up soon, too busty. One teen woman giggled and squeezed her legs together every time her mate said a trigger word. Another seemed busty unable to busty take her eyes off her husband bustyteen's crotch. The most surprising moment for me came when a willowy blonde - I picture think her name was Pam - stood up, turned bustyteen to busty face the whole class, and lifted her top. She stood busty there, bare breasts bustyteen exposed, for a good five-count before covering up enter and sitting back down. Her busty stunned expression told us that she hadn't planned on doing bustyteen that; her enter erect bustyteen nipples when she did it again bustyteen a few seconds later told us she busty was getting quite a charge busty out bustyteen of it.
 As I expected, Meg's body relaxed on cue. I was able to bustyteen catch her as she pitched forward and hold her more or less upright teen against teen me busty. Her eyes were closed, but I sensed she was still awake.
 Meg's physical responses matched what I remembered from Monday, sound for bustyteen sound. Her moaning grew bustyteen louder busty and faster as she became more and more aroused. I watched alternating between enter fascination and a busty strange busty kind of envy -part of me wished that picture teen I were the one draped across the floor wallowing in sexual bliss. I had a feeling we were beginning to attract attention, but other than a quick peek in picture teen Carol's busty direction I didn't dare check to see who else might teen be looking. The crescendo busty continued to build just as I remembered it until Meg went over the edge into teen an orgasm that, from the looks busty of her, was every bit teen as bustyteen powerful as the original.
 She answered on the first ring. "Hi, honey."
 "Saturday morning," she busty answered sleepily.
 I bustyteen heard a faint rustling sound, then a click bustyteen as teen the teen speakerphone was shut off. I imagined Meg sitting up on the bed with busty a blank expression, then suddenly picture teen snapping awake. Sure enough, a few bustyteen seconds later the phone rang busty again busty and our home number showed on the display.
 "I tried that busty already busty." I suspected as bustyteen much - Marty teen's a busty pretty busty decent guy and hates busty like hell to ask anyone busty to jump through busty a hoop. "They say it enter's only busty a few questions, but picture teen they've got trades waiting on the answers."
 Big sigh picture teen. "Let busty's do it, then."
 I teen opened the door bustyteen slowly, not sure what to busty expect. From the living room I heard busty grunting and busty moaning, loud bustyteen and insistent. I locked the door and headed that way.
 I was totally busty unprepared for what I found there. Meg enter lay busty buck naked teen on the couch, her busty knees drawn teen up, one hand busty at teen her crotch with three fingers buried in her slit. Her other hand bustyteen was working at bustyteen a breast, squeezing furiously. I must have made a noise, because her eyes wrenched open and fixed on me. "There you busty are." she teen exclaimed.
 My eyes rolled back into my head as I busty came bustyteen, feeling and hearing Meg at the same picture teen time. My arms busty and legs were locked while my busty cocked teen pumped bustyteen and fired picture. At some point busty Meg started to bustyteen relax against me, and I bustyteen somehow managed a controlled fall picture teen backwards onto the living room floor bustyteen before passing out.
 I looked over at Meg. She was sitting in busty the passenger seat bustyteen quietly, looking out the side window busty. "Goodnight Gracie," I said.
 Meg enter's body slumped bustyteen down busty in the seat busty. Her seat belt held her more or less upright, but her arms picture teen hung limply from her sides and her head flopped to the side against the headrest. "Meg," I said quickly but busty deliberately, "listen carefully. Hypnosis is busty very sexy busty to you, isn't it?"
 "What picture are you feeling busty, Patrick teen?"
 I bustyteen shrugged and closed my eyes again, and Meg busty started reading picture the induction script again. After a minute busty or two, Carol stopped her.
 "How bustyteen does that feel, Patrick?"
 "As for you, Patrick, I suspect you're thinking too much. I teen'm catching some eye movements bustyteen that look as though busty you are trying to evaluate how well bustyteen you are doing teen. Are you?"
 My eyes jerked open picture teen again, but it took busty me a second or two to before I busty could comprehend enter what busty was happening. "Wow picture teen," I busty started to say busty, but then I heard Meg's voice and felt myself dropping into the darkness again.
 Meg came bustyteen up and hugged me tightly, which brought another round of applause from the group. Under cover of that sound, she whispered a quick message busty into my busty ear: "I'll get you back, my love. Count on it." I could busty see the wheels busty turning when I looked busty into her face a moment later.
 Meg grabbed the keys out picture of my hand bustyteen as we picture teen approached the car. "I'm driving busty," she said firmly. I agreed and busty slid into the passenger seat.
 The trip was taking forever. The sensation in my genitals teen kept getting stronger, taking me further busty and further into teen a sexual frenzy, and I was starting to lose the ability to think clearly. "Come on, Meg," I teen pleaded picture teen, "You've gotta stop this. I'm gonna cum busty in my teen pants any second."
 "No you won busty't," she said calmly. "Trust me on that one bustyteen."
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