Solobang The Aerobics Class

     I sauntered around the edge of the gym, casually checking out the female population solo. Choosing the advanced solo workout had been wise images, I could see solobang immediately solo; these women were uniformly taut and solo lean, right up my alley bang. They images invested a lot of time in their bodies, clearly, and were interested in showing off their well-muscled forms solo, chiselled solo out through solo rigorous diet and exercise.
     "And twice a day you solo'll be overwhelmed with bang a craving for chocolate bars, ice cream, potato chips, that sort of thing. See if you can gain images fifty or sixty pounds for me, will you? And lose all that nasty solobang muscle tone. Do solo you guys have solo girlfriends?" They both nodded. "Do solo you solo have sex with them often?"
     They wandered off, wearing that amusingly solobang puzzled look norms tend to get when can sense that they're about to do solo something tremendously foolish solobang, but have no idea why, and even less idea what to do about it. I laughed aloud. You norms bring me no end of amusement, you solobang really do. Such a solobang vast pool of images things to play with, and all of them without the most elementary of mental defences.
     I moved behind her and solo hugged her to me, moving one hand over her tummy and the other over solo her tits. I could solo feel the solo flesh solobang of her ass pressing bang against my erection as I buried my face in her long blond hair, pleased by the scent of it. I rubbed my hard-on against her, and she moved her hips against me in solobang response. She had dropped out of the conversation by this point, her level of solo excitement having rendered it solo difficult for her to speak.
     As bang she performed the movements solo of the routine, her hands started to dart solo up to solo brush her solo tits, futilely solobang scratching an itch that would solobang not go bang away until I willed it. She also tugged at the straps of her outfit, trying to solo loosen it for comfort. I was amused to see the movements echoed all around the room, men and women scratching solo their chests solo and pulling on solo their clothing.
     I sat down, content to just sit back and solobang take in the scenery solo for a while. The class moved on to solobang strength exercises, pushups and situps and other movements, all of which had interesting effects solo on solobang the anatomies of the solo females. Eventually they solo moved on to an solobang exercise for the inner thigh: lying on solo their backs with legs straight up in the air, they lowered their legs out to the sides, then brought solo them back together again. I stood up.
     Strip, I solo told the instructor. Everything off.
     "Liz," she responded. "Liz Brimley."
     I cut him off. "Why don't you solo do it? In fact, why solo don't you lick solo it up solo for me, right now solo?" He got down solo on his knees and started lapping away.
     "Bill solobang, meet Vicky, your new mistress. The solo two of you are going to have an solo affair, starting today. Once a week you solobang'll get together solo and have wild solo, passionate sex. You'll have to hide this from bang your wife, of course, and you'll feel terribly guilty about solobang cheating on her, but solo you won't be able to help yourself, you'll be so bang addicted to the sex.
     The two of them nodded.
     I solo projected the standard command to them : don't remember me, but keep obeying the orders. The two solo walked away, Bill solo gazing adoringly solobang - and lustfully - at images the woman solobang clinging to him solo.
     I turned back solobang to images Liz, who lay still in the same solo position. "Stand up," I ordered. She climbed images to her feet.
     I waved her to silence. "Maybe later." For the moment, I solo had other solo plans.
     "Go get me solo one solo of those mats," I told Liz. She jogged gracefully over to the corner where the solo mats were piled. The entire group solo turned and ran with her in solo unison, and the corner became rather choked with bodies as the nearest people crowded into it bang with her. As Liz came back bearing a solo mat, the class spread solo out solobang again.
     Now, norms under solo my influence tend to become very hesitant about solo doing things that I have not specifically ordered; this is why, for example, Liz hadn't rushed forward and solobang jumped me when I was telling her to be fascinated with my body. This effect solo was solo operating bang again solo at the moment. As she was teasing my cock, holding herself on her arms solo with her back arched solo up - I was enjoying the view - I could sense from Liz a very strong impulse that she solo was keeping suppressed solo. She desperately wanted to just slide up a ways, spread her legs and pull me inside her, despite the solo risk of pregnancy bang or sexually transmitted disease.
     "Give me a blow job," I said solo. The idea excited her, but there was a twinge of disappointment as she slid her crotch away from mine.
     I told Liz to get solobang dressed, and in short order the class was once again fully clad. Time to clean up after myself a little bit.
     "May I call you Liz?"
     "I mean, it seems only right to be on a first name basis solo, when we solo've shared so solobang much together." And I allowed solo her memory of what had just happened in the gym to return.
     We left the gym together, Liz holding my hand and babbling happily about how devoted she was to me. My mind was solo buzzing with thoughts of what to do with my new plaything when we got home.