“Oh, yeah, thanks, they really help!” Casey replied and took the glasses off and held them up.
I smiled and nodded, “Good to hear, so no more headaches while you’re jogging?”
She shook her head and smiled, “Nope, not a one!” she replied and slipped the sun glasses back on.
Her face went slack for a moment and then her whole body shivered before her smiled returned, “Well, I’d best keep going…” she said and then started jogging again, passing by me.
I resisted a fist pump as I heard her footsteps falling behind me, but made my way back to my house with a little more pep in my step.
Casey had moved into the neighbourhood about six month ago, and had become the talk of the area. Smart, funny, overtly friendly, and of course, drop dead gorgeous. But the most talked about thing was the fact she was single.
Every available male in the area had hit on her, including myself, and most of the unavailable ones as well, and she’d turned them all down. I knew for a fact that she’d had to turn down a dozen bored housewives as well.
I arrived at my front door and unlocked it, opening and closing it, before I walked into my living room and to my large front window. Once there I knelt down and unlocked the laptop I’d setup, closed the apps that were running and then shut it down. I grabbed it and the small tripod that stood beside it with a camera and a directional strobe light on it, and headed down to the basement.
Both were done their jobs, the AI on the laptop identified each time Casey had jogged by my house and flashed the intense strobe light at her, which operated just outside of human sight, but caused an intense headache.
I’d of course had to make sure I was outside “doing the lawn” a few times when she’d come by, get her to stop and chat, to get the effect work even better, but it also gave me the opportunity to suggest my “special” sunglasses.
Now that she was wearing them each time she went jogging, and likely a lot more often than that, they were well on their way to completing step two of my plan. Another week or two and the subliminal messages they were sending into her optic never would be well settled in her mind.
“Hey Casey.” I said with a wave as Casey jogged up and stopped in front of my house as I stood behind my front white picket fence.
“Oh, hi!” she said with enthusiasm and walked over and reached out and touched my arm, a huge smile formed on her lips as she did.
In no time he was flirting up a storm with me; touching her hair, swaying back and forth, sticking her breasts out, touching my arm and chest, complementing me on trivial things, and all the rest.
“Hey, you want to come inside? I’ve got some cold ice tea if you want some?”
“That would be great!” she said with a nod and we made our way up to my front door and entered.
As soon as the door closed Casey grabbed hold of my hand and stopped me from going any farther, pushed me up against the wall and rubbed her body up against mine.
“Oh god, I’ve wanted to do this for so long!” she cried out as she slid down my body and on to her knees. Her fingers worked my zipper and pulled my pant to the floor and before I could say anything, her lips were wrapped around my dick, sucking me in.
She looked up at me, the sun glasses never leaving her face, as she bobbed back and forth until she sucked every last drop of cum out of my body.
“Fuck!” I exclaimed as Casey laid half on top of me, post coitus.
She ran her hand over my chest as she nuzzled into me some more.
“So what you’re saying is that you’re an undercover cop and the woman across the street is some kind of crime boss?”
“Ugh hugh.” she replied with a nod.
“And you’re been assigned to watch them, and if possible, infiltrate them by seducing the husband.”
“Yep.” she said with a sigh, “But he seems to know better than to stray from his wife. I’ve had no luck, even running by his place every day in my skimpiest outfits!” she said with a pout.
“Fuck.” I said with resignation and a sigh of my own.
Then Casey smiled and thew her leg over my body, slipped up on top of me, and placed her hands on my chest, “But at least you noticed!” she said with a wicked smile before rocking her hips against my deflated crotch.
“Yeah… lucky me…” I said and then reached up and pulled her down, kissing her passionately before giving her ass a little slap.
“Time to get up though, I’m sure you’ve got work to do and so do I.” I said and she pouted again but complied.
A little while later I escorted her to the front door and she left, sun glasses on her face, along with a smile.
Fortunately I hadn’t done anything to serious yet, just implanted what was need to get into her pants, but it did mean I was going to have to change my phase three plans.
Or at least delay them… after all, I couldn’t have an active duty police officer working in one of my brothel’s… so she was definitely going to have to resign before that happened.
I smiled and started to whistle a little as I headed back down to the basement, thoughts of new programming for the sunglasses at the front of my mind.
