Gwen's Hypnosis (Lesbian Mind Control Erotica) by Lexie X Read Free Book Online Page A

quickly ran back down, seeking the space between her legs… but a hastily wrapped towel hid everything first.
    She looked back at her wine, hoping nobody noticed. Glancing u p, she saw Richard watching her with narrowed eyes. Had he noticed her checking out his new wife? He seemed vaguely unhappy.
    Grace refilled their glasses and slid back into the water.
    Sipping more wine, Mona leaned forward conspiratorially. "So… are you two trying to seduce us or something?"
    Gwen froze, mortified by her friend's directness.
    Richard frowned.
    Grace laughed. " You're silly."
    Mona chuckled. "Seriously though, you two make such a cute couple. I really am happy for you. Here's to you." They lifted their glasses and toasted.
    Gwen stared into her wine to avoid looking at anyone else. Mona had been joking? And Grace had just laughed it off, as if the idea was preposterous? But it had seemed such an obvious play for a drunken foursome… glancing up, she saw Grace hastily look away.
    She had an unbelievably daring idea at that moment, something she would never have gone for if she didn't have the locket in her purse outside the jacuzzi. If things went horribly wro ng, she could just erase it all…
    Gulping, she moved her foot forward inch by in ch beneath the surging bubbles, feeling across the hidden bottom. Eventually, her big toe made contact with a soft foot.
    Grace glanced at her briefly, still talking to Mona about whatever it was they were discussing… but her gaze lingered just a split second too long.
    Steeling herself, Gwen raised her foot, tracing up the gorgeous bride's leg.
    Grace paused for a barely perceptible moment between sentences, but then continued talking and sipping her wine.
    Using all her concentration to act casual while her mind surged with amazement, disbelief, and excitement, she moved her foot forward ever so carefully…
    To her credit, Grace gave absolutely no visible indication that another woman's foot had just slid up against her bare mound.
    Pretending to stretch and relax, heart racing, Gwen applied gentle pressure, rubbing as best she could without giving herself away.
    "What about you?" Grace asked, turning slightly to face her - a cover for setting up a better angle, and, judging by the subtle smirk on her face, a torturous tease.
    "Um, uh," Gwen stumbled, feeling like everyone in the jacuzzi could suddenly see her outstretched leg under the bubbles. "What was the question?"
    "What were your college days like?" Grace asked, the edges of her mouth rising slightly as the foot against her mound went back to work.
    Richard looked on wit h a slightly dark expression, probably sensing something strange was going on, but not consciously aware of it.
    "Oh you know, lots of drinking and partying," Gwen responded, riding high on the craziness of what she was doing. "Nothing quite like this, though."
    The bride's face and neck began to flush red with a little more than the water's heat. She closed her eyes for a long moment, and then looked over. "Richard, honey, do you mind getting us more ice? It's your turn."
    Crumpling his just-finished beer, he clambered out with no attempt at modesty. "Perfect timing," he said, grabbing a towel and his pants.
    The moment he left, both women sank a half-foot in the water.
    Finally in a good position, Gwen rubbed hard with her foot.
    Grace leaned back and began breathing deeply, her firm breasts rising from the water with each heave. She shook slightly, and tensed with a rather obvious orgasm. Her staccato panting finally tapered off just as the door to the suite opened again.
    "What the fuck was that?" Mona asked quietly, looking back and forth between her two friends. Her expression turned to wide-eyed shock as the truth dawned on her.
    "Here we are," Richard said, entering the room with the ice bucket and another beer. "Something wrong?"
    Mona shook her head. "Umm, no, just… a shocking tale of indiscretion from our college days."
    Richard's brow darkened. "Well, what