“What do you want loser?” Alexa said as she looked down her nose at me, just like old times.
We were over at our parents place, or at least my step-mother’s place now that my father had passed away, for Sunday dinner and Alexa was dressed to the nines as always. Alexa was my step-mother’s daughter and she’d looked down at me since we were very young for no other reason than she could.
I just smiled and gave nothing away, “I heard you had a little run in at work this week?” I asked innocently.
We both worked for a local tech startup, well it was past the startup phase, but still a pretty relaxed environment in general. The kind of place where the executives often hit on the pretty young women in the office and nobody gave it a second thought.
Alexa was in sales and I was in the IT department, few at the office knew we were related and Alexa preferred it that way.
She rolled her eyes and let out a grunt, “Can you believe that old hag Leslie had a chance with me? I mean, even if I went that way… come on!” Alexa replied in disbelief.
I gave a chuckle and Alexa frowned, realizing that we might agree on something, before she could say anything I spoke in a soft low tone.
“Lexi, Lexi, coil and hexi.”
Her eyes immediately fluttered and he let out a long breath, then her eyes shut and her head dropped down to her chest.
I paused for a moment and listened, the sound of my step-mother in the kitchen could just be heard and so I stepped forward to get right up to Alexa.
“Alright Alexa, tell me how you really feel about Leslie’s advance.”
“I’m not a lesbian, the old hag should never have asked… she’s the head of HR after all.” Alex replied in a calm, normal voice.
I nodded as she spoke, then paused for a moment before speaking again, “That’s not true really Alexa, in fact it was perfectly normal for her to ask. You were just so stunned that such a beautiful woman would ask you for a date. You were so confused about what was happening that you reacted poorly, but you regretted it as soon you did. In fact, these last few nights you’ve been fantasizing about what you would do if she asked you again… while you masturbated yourself to sleep. Isn’t that true?”
Alexa gasped a little and bit her lower lip, then nodded, “Yes.”
“You’ve been dreaming of being between her legs, licking her pussy, looking up in absolute adoration at her. You just know her pussy is going to taste like honey and strawberries, that you’re just not going to be able to get enough of it.”
Alexa’s tongue darted out from between her lips as she licked the imaginary pussy that filled her mind.
“It won’t matter that she’d calling you a slut, a whore, and other degrading terms. In fact it will just turn you on more knowing such an amazing woman will even give you the time of day, let alone let you lick her pussy.”
Alexa let out a little whimper just as I heard footsteps coming towards us. I repeated Alexa’s trigger phrase and then stepped back, her eyes fluttering once more and then coming to focus on me.
“What.. what was I saying?” she asked in confusion.
“Oh, just that you were definitely going to be taking care of that problem at work next week.”
“Right, yeah, ok. Whatever, I don’t want to talk to you about it anyway.” she gave in a snippy reply and then walked towards her mother that was walking down the hallway towards us.
“I… I just don’t know why…” the half-inebriated head of HR said as I sat beside her on a barstool. This was the weekly Friday management get together where we tended to drown our worries of the last week in expensive, and expensed, alcohol.
“That sister of yours is soooo hawt… I just wanna seee her between my legs…” she continued and I just smiled.
Leslie was one of the few people at the office that new our relationship and after a few glasses of wine had deemed it appropriate to come over and complain to me about her.
I leaned in a little and spoke, “Well Leslie… what would you say if I could make that happen?” I asked.
Leslie immediately perked up and looked around to make sure no one was in easy earshot, “What… what do you mean?”
“Well, remember that little hypnosis demonstration I put on at the Christmas party last year?”
She nodded, “Yeah… I can’t believe you got Donaldson to quack like a duck!” she replied and laughed a little.
“Well, you see, my step-sister has been a pain in my ass for as long as I can remember. Just imagine the amount of time I would have had to work on her over all of our years together.”
I could see the gears turning in Leslie’s head, “You could… I mean not just a one night stand?”
“Oh, absolutely. I once had her take the fall for me for a car accident because I knew our step-mother would gladly pay her increased insurance premiums but was constantly threatening to kick me out of the house as soon as she could. To this day if you ask her about it she’ll give you a very detailed account of how she was absolutely at fault and all the blame was on her.”
Leslie nodded and then her eyes narrowed, “And what do you want out of this?” she said accusingly.
I grinned, “Not that much really. I want that promotion to VP that’s opening up.”
She huffed a little, “You’re a shoe in for it already, what do you need from me?”
“Oh don’t sell yourself short Leslie, or me for that matter. I know you’re trying to get Samantha, you’re protege, into the position. I’m sure you’ve already got something ready to make it happen, I just want you to support me when the time comes instead of torpedoing me.”
I could see her doing the calculations in her head, how much blowback would she get from Samantha, what she’d have to do to keep her under control. Then she nodded.
“Alright… but Alexa had better loooovvvveee licking my pussy.” she said and then extended her hand, I took it and sealed the deal.
I almost felt bad, almost. But then again, I’d be killing three birds with one stone in the end.
After my promotion I’d leak out the relationship to the CEO and both Alexa and Leslie would be fired. Alexa would be out of my hair at work. Leslie, who would obviously be looking for a way to get rid of me to ensure her own longevity would be gone, and Samantha would take over Leslie’s position, which would give me lots of opportunities to get her under hypnosis as well.
Because at the end of the day, getting rid of Alexa and Leslie was fine, but the real prize was Samantha. The redhead with the big tits was going to make a fine trophy wife for me.
I smiled and left the bar, looking forward to the weekly family dinner on Sunday night.