Placebo Effect
by Headhunter


Tom Mills looked out his window onto the perfectly manicured lawn
next door.   He though to himself, "that SOB Ralph Carmichael has to
have the bigest and best of everything.  His home will probably win
"Yard of the Month"  again.   He has got the best house, car and
yard on the damn block.  Last night at the community center he was
going on and on about how great his job is and how much money he
makes.   The man is just insufferable.   I wish I could do something
to knock the SOB off of his high horse."

As Tom gazed out the window Jan Carmichael, Ralph's wife, bounced
out of her front door and hopped in her BMW convertable.  Tom
watched her sexy hips sway and her ample breasts bounce as the blond
skipped to the car.   "Damn Ralph, he has even got to have the best
looking wife."  Tom looked at the picture of his ex-wife on the
table.  She had left him because he was a work-a-holic.  Tom knew
that she had been right to get a divorce.  He would spend 16 hours a
day 6 days a week in his lab at Acme Pharmacutical Company.  He
really couln't blame her for leaving him.  But he missed her.  More
accurately he missed sex.  Tom thought to himself, "its been months
since I have been with a woman."  He sighed to himself.

Tom looked at his own dirty unkempt house and yard and thought,
"well I guess I should clean up around here.  It really looks bad
next to Ralph's house."  He decided there and then, over this
weekend he would do all the little chores that he had been
neglecting and get things back into shape.   The next Saturday
morning Tom  vacumed and cleaned his house.  In the afternoon he got
out all of his lawn tools from the garage and began working in the
hot sun on his yard.  It felt good to be outside working up a sweat.
"I should do this more often", he thought, "if I had done this
before, maybe my wife wouldn't have left me."

As Tom worked in the yard, Ralph and Jan Carmichael drove into their
driveway.  They were wearing spotless tennis outfits.  Playing
tennis all morning and Tom couldn't see a single persperation stain.
Not even a hair out of place on either of them.   Suddenly Tom felt
self conscious in his baggy and stained work pants.  He had on an
old tee-shirt that had several holes in it.   Tom looked up from his
knees where he was pulling weeds.   The Carmichael's walked over
towards him looking as if they just stepped out of magazine.   

"Hey neighbor", Ralph exclaimed, "you finally cleaning the place up.
That's great!  If you need any tips just ask.  Our yard was voted
"yard of the month" again, isn't that the 5th time this year honey?"
"No sweety-pie! this is the 6th month,"  the sugary Jan answered.
God, thought Tom, she's as bad as he is.  But she's a lot nicer to
look at.  From his knees Tom had a good vantage point to look at
Jan's long tanned legs.  They seemed to go on forever before
disapearing under her short white pleated tennis skirt.  Tom
thought, 30 years old and she still looks like a teenager.  He
watched her hips roll as the handsome upscale couple walked back to
their house.  A plan started to form in his mind.  Tom smiled to
himself as his cock stirred in his baggy pants.   Maybe I can get a
piece of the sweetest ass in town and at the same time give Ralph
what he deserves for being such an arrogant asshole, Tom thought as
he continued pulling weeds from his ugly yard.

Over the next two weeks  Tom used every opportunity to go to the
Carmichael's home to ask advice.  He went next door mostly when he
knew Ralph was not at home.  This way he would ask advice of Jan.
He was always very complementary of her and her home.   In fact, he
praised her, her home and her advice about house and garden, so much
that he though he was very transparent about ingratiating himself.
But, stuck up Jan ate it up with a spoon.  Tom would say things
like, "Jan you have such good taste and this or that part of your
home is so beautiful, can you help me.   Oh! that idea is just
perfect.  Nobody has your understanding of plants or color
coordination.  If you can make my home look just a fraction as nice
as yours does I would be so happy.  Your home should be pictured in
'House and Garden', Jan, your so beautiful.  How do you always look
so nice and keep everthing in you home so wonderfully, it just wears
me out."   Tom really laid it on thick and Jan loved every minute of
it .   Ralph even encouraged his wife to help their poor single
neighbor who was a bit of a nerd in their eyes.

A week or so into the con-job, Tom began to bring Jan a special
little gift.  It was a an exotic China tea blend that Tom would brew
and then chill into a wonderful tasteing Iced Tea.  Jan liked it,
and Tom was always very solicitious when he brought her a large
glass.   It became a special treat, shared by the two of them, as
Tom's house began to improve both on the inside and outside.  Tom
smiled to himself, the first part of his plan had was going nicely.

Three weeks into Tom's plan, Jan came down with a mild head-cold.
When  Tom went next door to ask her for some help picking out a
paint color for his living room, he had his opportunity to finally
get even with his neighbors.  He when back home and brought her some
of his special tea along with a large blue pill he had mixed several
days earlier at his lab at Acme Pharmacuticals.  He entered the
Carmichael home with his nicest smile and offered Jan some tea and
the "special" pill that would knock the cold right out of her.  If
he had planned right it would knock Jan right out of her skirt and
blouse.  

Sitting on the couch Jan thanked Tom and he smiled as she took the
tea and washed down the large pill.   Tom sat watching Jan
carefully.   "I guess I should have told you some of the side
effects of the pill, Jan",  Tom stated in his best scientist tone.
"What do you mean,"  she replied?     "Well", he started in, "that
blue pill and the tea you have been drinking over the last 3 weeks
have a very unique effect on females when combined.   It will take
care of your cold, but it is also a very powerful aphrodesiac.  In a
few minutes, as your head cold clears, you are going to have an
uncontrollable need for sex."  "What are you talking about?  What
did you do to me", Jan exclaimed, frightened?  Tom described a
mixture of cold medicine,  sexual stimulants, genital enhancers,
gland secretion boosters and a variety of time release medicines.
He purposefully made the explanation very scientific, but threw in
enough common terms so that Jan clearly got the idea.  As he droned
on Jan retrea ted further and further into the corner of the couch
and clutched a throw pillow in front of her, as if trying to protect
herself.  "I'll call the police, I'll call my husband...."  "Stop it
Jan", Tom said and looked at his watch, "it's been five minutes and
its to late, besides I mixed the pill so it will leave no trace.
Your head cold should already feel better, you are also becoming
light headed."   Tom could tell by Jan's reaction that the effects
he described were occuring.  "In a couple of minutes your skin will
become itchy and a bit blotchy, then you will start feeling a stong
desire to rub your pussy,  you will feel a presure in your groin,
finally you will need---I repeat-- need to fuck.   You will be like
a heroin addict.  If you don't get a dose of male Jism inside you,
you will feel like you will die."    Tom sat and continued to watch
the frighten wife as she was lost in thought.    "Its not so bad,
Jan, your cold will be gone and at least I'm here so you won't drag
the first male you see in off the street and have your way with him.
I feel that we have really gotten close these last few weeks.  Now
we are going to get a little closer, thats all.   Trust me, with the
pill in you, this will be the best sex you ever experienced."   Tom
laughed inside, I'm gonna get even with these stuck-up Carmichaels
for sure.  And I'm going to enjoy every minute of it.

Tom watched Jan as red streaks appeared on her skin and began to
spread up her neck.  He could tell she wanted to scratch, but was
trying to stop herself.   "Its OK to scratch Jan,  look down your
blouse, I'm sure that your breasts are already gettin splotchy red
and I know that you itch.  Soon it will be your nice blonde cunt
that itches.  You are a natural blonde aren't you?  I'd be
disapointed if your beautiful hair was a dye job."    Tom continued
to talk to Jan.  He could tell that she was becoming more and more
fidgety.  He talked dirty to her.  Talking about pussys and cocks
and fucking and sucking.   He talked about how hot she was,  using a
deep and melodious voice.   She glanced down the front of her shirt
and reacted with a start as she saw red splotches on her chest.
She squirmed as she felt her bladder fill and become uncomfortable.
Damn! she thought I just went to the bathroom 20 minutes ago.   Tom
smiled, and kept talking dirty to his "so pure and so superior"
neighbo r.  He knew that she was feeling all of what he described.
His chemical mixture had worked perfectly.  Now it was time for his
payoff.

"OK, Jan I know you need a stiff cock.  Lets get out of our clothes
and take care of you,"  Tom said as he crossed the room and stood
infront of the squirming blonde housewife.   "You know you need
it...  You need it.... you need it ... The pill is making you...The
pill is making you..."  Tom droned on and on as he stripped off his
clothes. Once naked, Tom's substantial and very erect cock stood out
proudly from his body.  Tom's cock bounced and swayed in front of
the tormented wife's eyes, mesmerizing her even further.   He
reached out and unbuttoned her blouse, unzipped her skirt, then
pulled her to her feet.  His spongy cock head stuck in her uncovered
belly button.  Jan didn't even react to the hot tip spearing her
stomach.  She stood unmoving as he reached behind her and unsnapped
her bra.  Tom dropped Jan's bra on the floor and his cock became
even harder as he hefted Jan's tits in his hands.  God , she was
beautiful, he though, and she's mine do do with as I please.   He
thumbed her sweet pink nipple and they became hard to his touch. As
he palmed her breasts, her nipples felt like red hot pebbles searing
into his hands.

All of a sudden Jan snapped.  She jumped at Tom, threw her arms
around his neck and wrapped her legs around his waist.  Surprised
Tom staggered back, and fell flat on his back on the floor.  Jan was
uncontollable, sitting astride him.  Her hands were raking over his
chest, and she was swinging her head jerkily from side to side.  At
first Tom didn't know if Jan was fighting him or loving him,  but it
became clear very fast when Jan grabbed her own  c-cup tit and
literally forced it into Tom's mouth.  Shortly after his meal of
Jan's tit flesh.  She reached down with both hands, pulled the
crotch of her panties to one side and inserted his rock hard love
muscle into what was the smoothest, softest pussy Tom had ever felt.
As he looked down between his body and Jan's he noticed that her
clasping labia were surrounded by medium brown cunt hair.  Even
though she's not a natural blonde its still the best piece I ever
stuck my prong into, Tom mused.  Looking at her tits swing and sway
as she bounced energetically up and down on his hard pole, Tom
though if I work this right I will be able to get this bitch to do
whatever I want.

As Jan reached a huge orgasm, from rocking on Tom's fuck stick she
lost control of her bladder.  To her it was more evidence of the
power of Tom's pill.  She had a crashing orgasm that was followed by
her warm urine forcing its way out and running down the hard pole
still buried deep within her.  Her piss pooled at the juncture of
their bodies.  Giving Jan feelings that she had never experienced
before.  While Tom was not in to water sports, he knew what had
happened and decided to use her incontinence to his advantage.
Trembling from her orgasm, but concerned about the cleanlyness of
her home Jan jumped up and exclaiming, "Oh my God!" ran into the
kitchen to retrieve some paper towels.   Tom stood and swaggered to
a bathroom to wipe himself off.  When he returned, Jan was on her
hands and knees sopping up her urine from the expensive capet in the
Carmichael living room.  Tom began to talk melodiously,  "Best fuck
you ever had.  See the power of my pill..  You want it...You need
it... the craving is still inside of you..."   The break from
fucking had allowed Tom to regain his composure and delay his own
orgasm.  As Jan continued to work on her hands and knees Tom dropped
behind her, finally just ripped off her sodden panties, and thrust
himself into her still juicing snatch.  He grabbed her hips and with
the energy that Jan had shown earlier, he began fucking her hard,
doggy style.   "You love to fuck... That's all you can think of...
thats all that matters", continued Tom as he stroked into Jan nectar
filled cunt.   He reached around her and began pulling on her
hanging tits as if he were milking a cow.  Jan quickly had another
orgasm , but wanting more, she  ground her ass back against Tom.

Tom concentrated on not losing his load into his beautiful neighbor.
He wanted to give her the sexual experience of her life time.  He
wanted her begging for more.  He rolled her on her back and started
fucking her in the missonary position.  For the first time he looked
into her eyes and saw pure lust.  He stuck out his tongue, Jan
lifted her head and sucked it into her mouth.  Until now his
neighbor had only given him a chaste peck on the cheek on one of his
birthday's.  Now she had her soft pink tongue shoved as far into his
mouth as she could.   After screwing Jan to another orgasm, Tom
stood, pulled her legs up and apart.  Whith only the back of her
head an sholders on the carpet, Tom told Jan to grasp his member and
insert it into herself.  Tom standing, squated as Jan lined up his
arrow with her fur lined target.  In this position her pussy lips
were pulled very tight and she had more new sensations a the
inventive Tom, squated and stood repeatedly.  The friction was to
much fo r both of them and shortly after what must have been Jan's
4th orgasm Tom blasted months of pent up seed deep into Jan's very
hungry love box.  He dropped her to the floor and his white cum ran
out of her mixing with the urine still standing in puddles on the
tight weave carpet.

"Jan, the pill won't wear off for another two hours, so when Ralph
gets home I want you to give him the fuck of your marriage", said
Tom as he pulled on his clothes.  "Don't feel bad, you couldn't help
yourself,  besides you really enjoyed it."   Tom knew that if Jan
would attack Ralph and screw him, she would be able to deal with the
guilt a lot better.  Tom didn't want her feeling any regrets yet.
Regrets might prevent the rest of his plan from working.

Tom had left Jan sprawled on her soiled living room carpet.  Back at
his house he made sure that he had a couple more big blue pills made
up,  and some other phamacuticals.   He wished there really was such
a thing as a nympho pill.  His patience had paid off. The pill he
had given Jan, the big blue pill, was a simple mixture of very
strong cold medicine (to clear her cold and make her light headed),
a strong dieuretic (to make her kidneys squeeze fluid out of her
tissue and fill her bladder uncontrollably), and a strong alergen (a
substance that virtually everyone had allergic reactions to, which
caused the itch and red splotches.)  Nothing in the pill was mad
science or even dangerous.  Prolonged use of a strong dieuretic
could cause kidney problems, but a couple of doses wouldn't hurt
Jan.

Tom had very cleverly employed the "small lie, big lie" tactic used
by police and used in prisoner of war camps.  You tell a small lie
that person knows to be true (symptoms of the pill), to convince the
person that the big lie is true (Jan is a nymphomaniac).   Mrs. Jan
Carmichael had bought it hook line and sinker.  And what was even
better thought Tom, the stuck-up, bitchy Jan had enjoyed the royal
screwing that he had given her.  God he thought, she had rubbed the
side of his cock raw when she first mounted him with her panties
still on.  He made a mental note not to screw her when she was
wearing panties, unless they were crotchless.  Maybe he could get
her to wear crotchless panties.   Better yet, maybe he could get Jan
to stop wearing panties altogether.   

