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Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. Enjoy.
Simon usually hated power failures. He was a man who tended to keep everything in his life organized, from his psychiatric practice to his home. He maintained an exact schedule of appointments and hated being late for anything and hated it even more when other people were late and acted as if nothing had happened. An interruption of anything in his schedule usually had him resentful and angry. However, this was one instance where a power failure came to him as a godsend.
The tall, dark-haired hypnotherapist glanced over at the only other passenger inside the elevator. Brooke Shields apparently had an appointment of some sorts in the same office building as Simon and seeing her in person jarred the normally reserved doctor. She had her long brown hair flowing past the neckline of a pink blouse. She also wore a pair of jeans and seemed rather irritable as the elevator came to a sudden stop. Simon recognized her of course. It was hard to overlook that face from magazine covers and TV screens and her beauty was unmistakable even without any makeup. Save for the irritated expression, she was gorgeous.
Brooke's irritation came from the turns in her life recently. First, the breakup with Andre, then David's death, then the show getting canceled, it had been a hell of a year and Brooke wanted to put it behind her. She was hoping to take some time off for a bit, maybe do a few movies, take it slow before trying another show. She actually had enjoyed the entire sitcom experience and wouldn't mind trying it again sometime, perhaps with a better set of writers. But for now, she was stuck in an elevator with some guy who was giving her the eye she was more than used to.
It had taken Simon only five minutes to decide what to do. It wasn't as if he hadn't been put into this position before, he had and had taken advantage of it, much to his delight. Yet, those had been situations he could control and this was filled with variables that could lead to disaster.
Yet the temptation was too great and after a brief battle, Simon decided to go for it. "Are you all right?" he asked in his rich baritone.
Brooke jumped slightly and turned to him. "Yeah. A little. Sorry, cramped spaces kind of get to me."
"A common reaction," Simon said. "I know a lot of people who suffer >from it. A friend of mine did until I showed him a great way to take your mind off it."
"Really, how?" Brooke figured there was no reason to go into a panic attack. Besides, what else was she supposed to do?
"It's quite easy," Simon smiled. He moved about a foot away from Brooke and looked right at her. "Okay, just take a few deep breaths. Nice and slow, that's it. Breathe in and out, deep breaths, in and out. Now, concentrate on my eyes. Just my eyes. Just try to block out everything except my eyes and my voice. Just focus on my eyes and listen to my voice. Just those. Keep looking at my eye. Focus all your attention on my eyes. Keep looking, deep as you can. Deeper and deeper into my eyes. Just keep looking as deep as you can into my eyes and listen to my voice, keep your breathing even and look deep into my eyes and listen to my voice. As you look deeper, you anxieties begin to fade. Your fear begins to fade. The deeper you look into my eyes and the longer you listen to my voice, the more you feel a wonderful relaxation come over you. There is no reason to be afraid, Brooke, no reason to care. Just look deep into my eyes and relax. Deeper and deeper, more and more relaxed. Soon, you will come to a point when you have looked as deep as you can into my eyes. When that happens, you will feel totally and completely relaxed. So totally relaxed. Look deep into my eyes and tell me when you feel total relaxation come over you. Tell me, Brooke. Tell me when you're totally relaxed."
"I am....totally....relaxed....." Brooke whispered a minute later. Her eyes were half-closed, her mind completely closed.
Simon smiled. Brooke was a very good hypnotic subject. He was glad, as he had no idea how much time it would take to bring her down. Satisfied she was under, Simon began phase two, the phase that always made his cock rigid.
"Brooke, you are now totally relaxed and are listening to my voice. Right now, Brooke, you are beginning to notice how hot it is inside this elevator. It is very hot, Brooke, very, very hot. So very hot. It's so hot Brooke and you're feeling so uncomfortable in that blouse. So hot and uncomfortable in that blouse. So hot and so uncomfortable, Brooke. So hot and so uncomfortable and you know it's because of that blouse. It's so uncomfortable in that blouse Brooke. You should take it off. Take off that hot, uncomfortable blouse, Brooke. Take it off. Take off your blouse. Take it off."
Slowly, Brooke began to unbutton her blouse and slid it off. She was topless, her firm and full breasts stained with a sheen of perspiration. Simon undressed himself and had Brooke continue to undress herself. With each item she took off, he told her, she became cooler outside, but hotter inside. Simon told her how she was beginning to get horny, very horny, with each article of clothing she removed.
Soon, the former model stood naked, her eyes still sleepily half-opened. "Brooke, you no longer feel so hot anymore. However, you are feeling something else. You are feeling horny, Brooke, very horny. You feel sooo horny right now, Brooke, so very horny that you want sex. You want sex, Brooke, you want sex right now. You want sex right now, don't you, Brooke? Don't you want sex right now?"
"Yes....Right now..." Brooke's hands drifted towards her breasts as she spoke, her eyes fixed on Simon's through her half-closed lids.
"Then get on your knees and give me a blowjob, Brooke," Simon said. "Do that and you can enjoy sex." With only a slight pause, Brooke knelt down and reached her hand over towards Simon's now-exposed cock. She took it and drew it into her mouth, her lips smacking around the shaft as her tongue slid along the tip. She moved her lips up and down the rod, her tongue sliding along it as she took it down her throat. Simon leaned against the elevator wall and moaned as Brooke sucked him off. He had never hypnotized a celebrity before and the thrill of having a star to command added to the pleasure he felt. He gripped the sides of the elevator as he came, his wad blasting down Brooke's throat, her lips never stopping from running down his shaft as she swallowed his cum.
Simon pushed Brooke off his cock and brought her to her feet. He moved in and kissed her full on the lips. They embraced, their hands running over each other. Simon let his tongue travel to Brooke's wonderful breasts, licking and mouthing each of her tight nipples. Brooke moaned as she felt him lick at her bosom. She embraced him again and felt his hard cock slide into her. He picked her up and pushed her against the wall of the elevator as they continued to kiss each other. She wrapped her legs around his waist and hooked them behind his back as he began to pump her. She moaned with each shove against the wall, her back sliding along the smooth metal. Simon alternated between her breasts and mouth, laying hot kisses on each as he continued to nail Brooke against the wall. Brooke sighed and slammed her head back as she felt him come inside her, his load blasting into her pussy.
Simon wanted to taste that wonderful pussy but suddenly felt a rumble as the elevator began to move again. Swiftly, he hit the STOP button, pausing the flight up. He had Brooke redress and did the same himself. As they put their clothes back on, Simon spoke. "Brooke, you will remember nothing of what has occurred here. Nothing at all. You will only remember being delayed in the elevator and not really remember who you were with. But there is one thing you will remember...."
Brooke smiled as she waited for the elevator to arrive. It had been a good meeting and she had the feeling things might be turning for the better. She stepped into the elevator, not noticing the smile on the face of the man inside. She hit the button for the ground floor and leaned back. She heard the man say "my floor" and suddenly felt herself falling...
THE END
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