I wanted our relationship to be normal. I tried, Michael, but you cheated. You violated our vows. And now you will pay. I am tired of being made a foo... of."Before Michael could react, she pointed her finger at him, the same finger that just minutes earlier held the purple bra, and chanted a few words under her breath. Michael stood transfixed as a silver light emerged from her finger and snaked its way towards his body, encircling his form. As the light got more intense, Michael started to feel. She had always been on the thin side. Her breasts were gently heaving and her nipples were clearly erect through her very thin semi-transparent sports bra. Then Ali realised – her own pussy was moist and had already wet the front of her panties. If this kept up her skirt would get wet as she was only wearing a silk thong and no slip. She shifted her bum a little on the leather cushion. Involuntarily her legs were spreading open slightly. “Do you want to taste it?” “Taste it! Are you joking?”. I motioned for her to sit on the porch swing, then joined her, sitting close. ‘I was SO lucky that they had a cancellation at the beauty parlor on a Saturday,’ she said. She stiffened for a moment as I put my arm along the back of the swing, but then she settled into me and sighed. We didn’t say anything for a long time. ‘Would you believe that I’ve only been to a beauty parlor once before in my whole life?’ she asked me. ‘My senior prom.’ She sighed. ‘Well, not MY senior prom, actually.’ ‘Not. Using the small vanity mirror stuck to the wall above the filing cabinet, I applied the cosmetics and gradually made alarm myself look half-presentable. I looked down by my feet and saw with slight alarm, that there was a small whitish stain on the rug in front of the cabinet. It was a momento of what had happened the day before. I made a mental note to use some solvent later to get rid of it. Satisfied that I no longer looked as if I'd just got out of bed, I set about arranging the experiments.