Let Me Make You Happy
Copyright© 2022 by bpascal444
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Brenda likes helping folks, likes making them happy. It might even be a bit of an obsession. Unfortunately, she has a former boyfriend who did not take their breakup well. An amateur hypnotist, he's left her with a compulsion to make people happy in a different way when she hears a trigger phrase. But Brenda encounters a stage hypnotist one night who sees that there's something off with her reaction to hypnosis, and starts digging. Soon the truth is uncovered and payback is quick in coming.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Hypnosis NonConsensual Heterosexual Fiction Cream Pie Oral Sex
Brenda pulled her old sedan neatly into the employee parking space and turned off the engine. She always liked to arrive a few minutes early so she could straighten up her work area and get ready for the day. There were only a few clouds in the sky and it looked to be a beautiful day, not too warm.
She had a moment’s flashback to college, when half a dozen of her dorm-mates were speculating about what they were going to do once they graduated. There were the usual grad school dreams, a few were hoping for a corporate internship that would ease the way into some kind of trainee program. Miranda planned on being married, within a month of graduation, they’d already decided.
Brenda envied Miranda, she knew exactly what she was going to do and who she was going to do it with, and expected it to last for another fifty years. Brenda wished she’d found someone that she liked as much as they liked her. But there was never a spark in any of her relationships.
As far as her plans after college went, Brenda didn’t know. She couldn’t see where a B.A. in English would get her a job with a future. So when the time came and the money from her parents was going to stop, she panicked. She started asking anyone and everyone if they had any ideas, even if it was only a stopgap that would allow her to meet her bills and start to pay back some of her student loans.
Her friend and roommate, Cassie, tried to be encouraging. “Honey, you’re the most genuinely nice person I’ve ever met. You’re a people-pleaser, you’re always trying to make people feel better, helping them out any way you can. I’ve got to believe that there are a thousand organizations and companies who would honestly love to hire someone who showed those skills.” Brenda hoped that was true, but so far it hadn’t come up in any of the listed requirements in the job postings.
By the time Paul Collins mentioned a place he’d worked summers in college, she was desperate. She sent off her resume, waited a decent length of time, then called and harangued them until they agreed to an interview. Desperation made her try harder at the interview, and thus she was a little surprised when she was offered a job as a client consultant at O’Brien’s Floor Coverings. If it went onto a floor, O’Brien’s carried it. Rugs, wooden flooring, linoleum, all kinds of ceramic tiles, carpets, even bathroom and tub and back-splash tiles.
The place was huge and intimidating. The front showroom gave no indication of the size of the warehouse that was behind it. It was large enough that there were several electric golf carts to ferry customers to the correct location. Mostly it was open, with industrial shelves holding various products. There were several enclosed rooms meant to simulate kitchens, bathrooms and the like.
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