Dave sat at his desk, head in his hands and his shoulders tense from the work stresses he always brought home. His wife was above him in the bathroom with no worries or stress as she started the bath. She would be absent for about two hours which was normal. He was glad she was happy but jealous and annoyed that she had no worries, although he would never admit that to anyone. A few minutes later, he heard her lock the bathroom door. He always wondered why she did that when it was only the two of them in the house. 

Then the water stopped, and he knew she was climbing into the bath while he was stressing in his office.

He didn’t stress for long as, seconds later, the door to his office opened, and in she walked. The naughty woman who had been appearing over the last few months. He did what he always did and tried to ask who she was, but she stripped naked, and he instantly wanted her.

All she had to do was take off her dress and let it slip to the floor, showing her bare cunt and large breasts. She was perfect, with the face of his sister-in-law but a slightly curvier body with much larger breasts. His ideal woman came to help him forget the stresses of the day. 

Dave had become addicted to her; he was addicted to feasting on her pussy and sliding deep inside her. It always happened differently, and she always led the way. This particular time, she walked in, dropped her dress, and sat on his desk in front of him. She then put her right foot up on his desk, revealing and presenting her moist pussy to him, desperate for his tongue.

He gave it to her.

He dived into her cunt face first, tonguing her hole and then nibbling her clit, his hands gripping her bum cheeks holding her close. He was determined to make her cum. She tasted sweet, and he always lapped up whatever she squirted. This time was no different. She held his face against her cunt as she very quietly moaned that she was cumming.

He didn’t let her clamp down though she did try to move her hips against his tongue as he lapped at her pussy lips. Then he just concentrated on her clit, and she quickly built up to a firework exploding orgasm which she struggled to keep quiet.

She pushed him back and took his cock out of his trousers, and, as he was already rock hard, she just had to straddle him and slide straight down on his shaft. Gripping the back of his chair as he gripped her bum cheeks, she rode him hard, bounced on him, and ground down on him.

Her large breasts bounced in his face before he grabbed one and brought it to his lips. He sucked on her nipple as she moved her hips back and forth against his cock. She didn’t stop, even when she came a second time, dripping her juices down his dick. She didn’t stop riding him, not until he grabbed her and held her down so he could fill up this beauty with his seed. He emptied into her and heard her heart beating fast in her chest.

Sometime later, once they had calmed down, she got off his lap, picked up her dress, and walked out as if nothing had happened. He watched her big sexy ass walk away from him as he saw a bit of cum drip down her leg, and she didn’t do anything about it, just closed the door quietly behind her. 

After sitting there for a while with his soft cock in his lap, he got up and eventually grabbed a bite to eat before heading off to bed. It was hours later that he found himself lying in bed next to his softly snoring wife and pondering why it was that, every time his wife had a bath, he ended up having sex. It had been about two months since this woman first appeared, and she only came when his wife was in the bath. To his knowledge, they have never kissed; he doesn’t know her name or where she’s from. He doesn’t understand how she gets into the house and how his wife seems to not know what’s going on directly beneath her.

He replayed the first time it happened. At first, he was shocked when this woman appeared in his office, yet he was instantly turned on. He tried to question her, but she placed a finger on his lips to shush him up. She placed her hand on his chest near his heart and felt it beating, connecting to his feelings. He felt an attachment to her in a way he didn’t know was possible. 

“Do you want me?” she asked him.

“Yes,” was his simple reply.

“Can I use you and pleasure you?” she asked.

“Yes.” A straight but truthful answer.

It felt like she was asking for permission to be with him and was asking for his heart and not his brain. 

She then stripped off the same dress she always wore, except that the colour which was different each time. She knelt in front of him, and, while looking into his eyes, she helped him out of his trousers and boxers. He sat back down, and she took his cock in her mouth. She swallowed as much of his cock before gagging slightly and pulling back.

He moaned, but she quickly told him to be quiet, pointing to the ceiling, to his wife in the bath above him. Dave started to feel guilty, but the guilt soon left him when she put her mouth back over his cock. He was now stiff in her mouth and loving the warmth and wetness of it. She was a pro at sucking dick, and he was slightly gutted when she stopped.

Clearly, though, she wanted some attention as she sat on his desk and pulled his head to her already moist pussy. He put his hands up to her breasts as he feasted on the cunt in front of him. He licked her pussy lips and nibbled her clit, while pinching and pulling her nipples. He couldn’t remember how many times she came before she bent over the desk and wiggled her ass at him.

He took her from behind and slid deep inside her on the second go of pushing into her. He spent time fucking her slowly and deeply before he increased his fucking due to his need to climax. It was building quickly and urgently. It happened. It came over him as he grabbed her hips and fucked her deeper to unload into her.

He slowly pulled out, watched his cum slip out of her pussy before she stood, collected her dress from the floor, and walked out, leaving him standing there with a softening cock, breathing heavily and wondering who the hell she was.

After dreaming of their first time again, he woke the next morning and knew he wanted to question her; he was going to get the answers, and he wanted the kissing to go with them. He just had to wait for his wife to have another bath which was going to be the next evening. 

He sat in his chair in his office listening to the water running but staring at the door. The water stopped, and the door locked, then his office door opened. He tried to quietly ask the questions that ran through his mind, but all that came out was, “I need you.”

She smiled at him and whispered, “I know, I can feel it in your heart.” 

She straddled him and whispered in his ear, “I know you want me. Our hearts are connected with this sexual link. You need me. Your heart is screaming for you to be inside me, yet your brain wants answers which I cannot give.” Her voice sounded sympathetic to his needs. “But I will give you something your craving for,” she continued before bringing her lips closer to his. He suddenly took over and kissed her.

She stripped out of her dress as they continued to snog each other. There were months of kisses pent up inside them both. Once she was quickly out of her dress, she started to undo his shirt and push it off him. Then she helped him out of his boxers and trousers.

His cock was already sticking out hard for her, and she felt moist and knew what she wanted. She lay on the floor, pulling him with her. He got between her legs and aimed at her cunt. He pushed his hardness inside her, and after a few strokes, he was deep in her.

She wrapped her legs around him as they kissed, and she remained still just enjoying their connection. Then he started to fuck her missionary, slowly a first. They kissed and touched each other all over. He caressed her breasts as he sped up a little. But what kept happening between them happened again; the excitement took over. The need for an orgasm built up and quickly consumed them.

He moved faster and a little harder, she took his hand and sucked on his finger to hide the moans and screams she wanted to let free. He buried his head into her neck trying to keep himself silent. Then it happened - they came together while he unloaded into her, pushing deep into her as he shot his seed into her pussy.

They lay down kissing each other, still wrapped in each other’s arms when they suddenly heard the bath being emptied. They quickly stood, and she grabbed her dress to leave. As he watched her walk out of the room, something came over him. He ran after her, but when he opened the door, she had disappeared. He ran to the front door and saw that it was still locked; she couldn’t have left that way. He looked around every room in his house even the rooms upstairs. She was gone, vanished into thin air, it seemed.

He stopped outside the bathroom and called out to his wife asking if he could come in. 

“You can have the bathroom in a moment,” she shouted.

He didn’t think anything of it, lay on his bed, and continued his normal evening routine. The mystery woman never left his mind, not even once. 

A few evenings later, while his wife was cooking dinner, he sat in the front room watching TV and felt the need for his mystery woman. But, of course, he had no clue how to reach her.

He remembered her words, “Our hearts are connected by this sexual link.” But how could he use it to his advantage?

He closed his eyes and followed his heart. He called out for the beauty, not with words but with his heart. His hands gripped the sofa under him, and he kept calling for her. He suddenly felt a pull inside him, like he was running towards her although he knew his legs weren’t moving. While sitting on the sofa, he felt her closer to him.

He heard a scream followed by the word, “Shit!”

He opened his eyes and found himself now standing in front of his sister-in-law, Angel. His hand flew towards his head as he felt dizzy and sick. 

“Honey, are you ok?” came a voice from the other room.

Angel placed a hand over Dave’s mouth. “I’m fine! Just dropped something on my foot. I’ll be out in a minute!”

Dave went to speak but Angel stopped him. “What the fuck is going on,” he whispered, trying not to be sick.

“I don’t know!” She was flustered and didn’t know how to reply to him. She didn’t think he would ever be able to figure anything out. She indicated for him to wait a minute.

Angel disappeared, and Dave could hear her asking him to pop to the hops to get some chocolate. After her husband agreed, Angel watched him from the window as he headed to the local shops. Once she had gotten rid of her husband, she marched back into the kitchen to sort the mess out.

“Right. Firstly, you need to know this is a secret, so, please, don’t tell anyone. Promise me?”

He nodded yes.

She put her hand on his chest even after he recoiled away from her for a second. “Promise me you won’t tell a soul about my secrets?”

“Yes, I promise,” he replied. 

He sat there opened-mouthed listening to her quickly rabbit on about her life.

“I am a witch, my sister isn’t. She didn’t get the powers, so she lost the knowledge of knowing our family members are witches. At the family BBQ a few months back, I felt your pull towards me. I couldn’t resist the pull, so I found a way around it.”

“Wait, so this is a spell you have on me?” he asked, annoyed.

“No, there is a spell, but it is helping the natural sexual connection and tension that is already there. I have to say that I was a little insulted as to how much you changed my body with your mind, but I liked having those big boobs while I did,” she replied. Dave felt strangely better about himself knowing that fact.

“How did you figure this out?” It was her time for questions. 

“You said something the other day about some connection, so I just sat there and called for you and then... suddenly ended up here. Fuck, your sister is going to wonder where I went.” 

“She didn’t see you disappear, did she?” she asked. 

“No,” he said. “But how do I get back? How do you know when to come when you won’t be caught?”

He watched her go red as she answered, “Um, that is a spell on her. I just make her want to rest in the bath for a few hours.”

He found himself letting out a slight chuckle at her answer. 

“You can get back by letting the connection turn off, stopping it. You’re hanging onto it right now, but as soon as you let go, you will be back home,” she informed him. 

“You should do that now, and I promise we can meet up and talk more about it, but for now, let go and go home,” she insisted. 

“Ok, I will go... But first!” He grabbed her and kissed her, hard.

Then he stood back and after a few attempts to let go, he found himself back in the front room, just as his wife called out, “Dinner is ready.”

Dave didn’t feel like eating dinner as his stomach was still feeling the effect of the sudden translation from the journey. He forced it down; he didn’t want to be questioned by his wife, but he was going to question her witchy sister very soon.