Infectious wish (Wishes for my Wife - QoS)

When Sarah got home, Tom could tell that she had something to hide, not least being the fact  that she was really late. He came twice as he listened to her in her  trance, explaining in graphic detail the sex she had been having with  the huge cocked, black beggar. The fact that it had been a beggar had  just made it all the more erotic for him. He considered that this might  be a part of his original wish. She was most attracted to guys that he  wanted her to be attracted to. It did make him worry a little. He had  quite the perverse fantasies when it came to his wife and big black  cock.

He cleaned up, knowing that she would be upset if she realised he had  been jacking off in front of her before waking her up. He then snapped  her out of her trance and allowed the evening to pan out as it would  have. Sarah was clearly in  a bit of a dreamland. She kept looking off into the distance as if  remembering something and looking downright erotic. “What’s up?” he  asked her over dinner, knowing full well what she was thinking about.

“Hm?” she responded, snapping out of her reverie.

“What’s up with you tonight? You seem very distant.”

“Just thinking about black cock. I really want to get more.”

Tom was taken aback by her bluntness but had to call her out on something she had just said. “More? Did something happen?”

“Oh, no, I meant as opposed to my dildo. I’m just looking forward to trying the real thing,” she lied.

The fact that she was lying to him was turning him on all over again.  She was really turning into the cheating black cock slut he longed for.  “Any idea how you are going to make it happen?”

“Hmm, some,” she mused. She then looked at him directly. “Baby, can you transfer some money to my account?”

“Sure, why?”

“I want to buy some more clothes.”

“I thought you just bought loads.”

“I want to get some more. I want to change my style again.”

This was interesting. She was being pretty blunt. He wasn’t against  it. It added a ascertain bitchiness to her character that was doing it  for him. She clearly saw nothing bad about demanding money from him,  probably a side effect of the accidental wish. He decided to lean into  her and see what happened. “Come on baby, you don’t ned now clothes, you  look great in your new ones.”

Sarah clicked her tongue. “I don’t see what the issue is, we aren’t short on money.”

“No, but that’s because we’ve always been sensible.”

She threw her fork onto the plate. “Maybe I’m sick of being sensible.  Maybe I want to be selfish. You want to know why I want the new  clothes? I want to look more like a slut so black guys will know I’m  down to fuck and then maybe I can get some half-decent sex.”

She was really starting to act out of character. Maybe that last wish  was more troublesome than he feared. Even so, her blunt talk was just  the sort of thing he wanted. “Okay, I’m sorry. If you feel so strongly  about it, I’ll send you some money.”

Sarah sighed. “I’m  sorry. It felt like you were trying to get in my way and it triggered me  a bit. I just… I just really want this. I want it more than anything  right now. I know it’s weird. It’s also a little intimidating deciding  to go out trying to attract guys. I wish I had some company but I don’t  know who I’d ask. If I had a friend, we could go to clubs and things. I  wouldn’t want to do that on my own and it doesn’t seem right asking  you.”

“I’d go with you if you wanted,” he offered.

Sarah smiled at him.  “You are sweet but it’s not the same. I want to be able to flirt with  guys with someone and having you there would be weird.”

A thought struck Tom and it was a wicked one. He instantly got  hard at the idea but it was a big step, a deeply immoral choice. That  made him want to do it all the more. He hoped he could live with the  guilt. “You know, I bet if you spoke to your friends about your new  obsession, you’d find more of them are into it than you’d think.”

“Are you sure?” said Sarah frowning.

“Sure. Tread lightly at first, maybe explain what you see in black  guys and I’m sure you could bring them around to your way of thinking.”

“But most of them are married?”

“Is that your problem?” he asked, hoping that rogue wish will help him out.

Sarah looked a little  confused for a moment and then said, “I hadn’t thought of it that way.  It’s not my problem if they cheat on their husbands. Thanks, baby, that  makes a lot of sense.” She looked pleased with that realisation. “Who do  you think I should ask?”

“Katie,” Tom said without hesitation. He fancied the pants of Katie and the idea of her being a black cock slut like Sarah was turning into was too much to resist.

“Katie? Bill and Katie are the most committed couple I know.”

“She has a wild past though. I’m sure when you tell her how wonderful black cock is, she will see it your way.”

Sarah thought about then nodded. “Okay, I’m going to call her.”

Tom panicked and had to think fast. “Hang on, it’s your turn to  wash up. I said okay to you sleeping with a black guy, not to you  making me do all the chores.”

Sarah faked a pout. “Okay, but only because you are giving me money for clothes.”

“Great. I just need to send a quick email. Back down in a bit.”  Tom dashed out of the kitchen and into his office where he grabbed  the coin. He needed to think. He wanted her desire for black cock to be  infectious but not so infectious that it would spread uncontrolled. He  had laid the groundwork for the idea by suggesting that she try to  persuade her friends. It would be like she is choosing to spread her  desires.

Tom knew that he was putting several marriages at risk, maybe  he could do something about it in a future wish if he could find the  right wording but right now, hot wives fucking black men was too  alluring for him.

He thought about how to phrase the wish into one concise one. He  considered his earliest wishes. Weight, taking care of her appearance  and being more sexual. Those were pretty harmless and actually  beneficial to his goal. He held the coin and said, “I wish that, when Sarah tries to persuade someone into sharing her tastes, they would begin to  be affected by the same wishes that have been used on her.”

He nearly passed out. That had been a big reality shift. It would  probably be a while before he could use the coin again. He squeezed his  hard cock through his trousers. He turned his computer on and  transferred a good chunk of cash into Sarah’s  account. He sat back, closed his eyes, fished his cock out and began to  fantasise about how much fucking trouble that wish could potentially  cause.