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But I found myself becoming sexually intrigued by them once more. They were both now divorced and I finally came to the realization of that. The huge Vegas win had made me forgot about that for some time.

I wondered what they are up to as singles.

The end of the summer came and I enrolled back in classes, not bothering to find a job. I made sure to pay all of the taxes on my money and decided to live off my saved income for a while before decided what to do next.

By October I was feeling horny and had to play with the two other recipes once more. My mind was filled with plans I could do, I wanted to see my mom with other men and my dad with other women but I also wanted to see Marissa in action once more.

I talked to my sister and found out that Marissa and her husband had also divorced. She was living in their house and her husband had moved to Texas with their son.

I reconnoitered her house a few times at night. A lot of stuff had been moved out and she seemed to be drinking more than usual. I would get vengeance for my mom I decided, fully knowing I had caused the divorce in the first place.

I decided first to get her fired from her job. I stole some laptops from her job (she worked at an accounting office) and hid them in her car and in her basement. I then put one of the laptop cables under her desk.

It didn't take long but I couldn't see much of the details as I had started classes once again. One night while observing her in her house I saw her having an emotional breakdown, she was crying and drinking.

By the end of the month she had moved out into a small one bedroom apartment in a bad part of Phoenix. I wasn't finished though.

When I had time I scouted her apartment and found it was on the second floor on one of the outer buildings. There was only one entrance and she kept it locked all the time so I had to find another way to get in. There was a small balcony with a sliding door that overlooked the exterior side of the building. I watched her leave for work and tried my entry. I stood on top of a service box for the sprinkler system and found that I could reach my hands to her balcony. This would not work so I had to find a small plastic stepstool that I could hold while cloaking. This invisible ladder would allow me to climb on top of the service box and reach her balcony.

I attempted this feat one day when she was at work and finally pulled myself onto her balcony. I was grateful to find the balcony sliding door unlocked and I jammed a small stick into the locking mechanism to prevent it from fully locking. I carefully walked around inside her apartment, examining her drawers. I found she had bought some "sexier" panties and even had a small vibrator hidden under her bed. Clearly her sex drive had accelerated since her divorce. After snooping around for another few minutes I left.

Back home I planned my next course of action. Seeding her with the potion would be very easy but finding a suitable male to seed would be difficult. I would need to find a man she had contact with so that both of them could sense the cream and have their lust ignited. Her work and her apartment would give me the best options.

Thinking about my plan with Marissa I also found myself thinking about my parents. It was almost four months since the divorce and they both seemed to be going on with their lives. I began to formulate some ideas about missions involving them.

I found myself caring less about school as I immersed myself into the world of cloaking; I was also slowly drifting from my friends. I saw less and less of them with each passing week and I felt they were beginning to resent my wealth and aloofness. The raw sexual pleasure I gained from cloaking was too much and I cared little about the ending of my friendships.

I decided to focus on some of Marissa's neighbors in the apartments. About three-quarters were Hispanics with the remaining quarter mainly older whites. One night while canvassing the apartment block I came across the gym in the center of the complex, much to my surprise Marissa was in there on an exercise bike. She was wearing tight black pants and a tank-top. She was leisurely peddling with her headphones on. I sat watching her buttocks for several minutes before another person came in. A Hispanic man in his early 30s or so had come in. He was about my height but very physically fit. His arms, shoulders and chest were sculpted and looked like solid muscle. He had tanned skin and short black hair. He gave Marissa a glance as he walked in, she didn't notice him. He stretched a bit and starting doing some free weights. I waited a few more minutes and observed him check out Marissa from behind. After Marissa was done she got up and looked over at him, smiling. He smiled back.

I knew instantly I had found Marissa's new man. What better way to celebrate a divorce than a young and fit Latino?

I would take my time with this mission. Using a small amount of the cream first to spark interest and then increasing the dosage to initiate sexual contact. I wanted to watch this affair steadily, enjoying every moment.

The next day when she was at work I entered her apartment and smeared a tiny amount of the cream in her workout tights, focusing on the crotch and buttocks area. I didn't know where the man lived so I would have to get to him at the gym.

I scouted her apartment over the next week and was disappointed to find that she didn't workout on the usual Tuesday and Thursday nights. I was disappointed when I got home and decided to spend some money to feel better. I spent roughly $1100 dollars to get a high-end Sony digital camcorder and two 16GB memory cards. I hoped to record my missions for future viewings.

Tuesday night I made my way to Marissa's apartment complex. I parked my car in one of the visitor spots and cloaked. To my luck I found Marissa at the gym already, sitting on the exercise bike with her headphones on. The Hispanic man was not there so I sat on the weight bench and watched her for a few minutes, figuring I would leave if he didn't show. Her tight purple workout pants made her long legs look gorgeous as they pumped away on the machine. I was sure the tight pants were pressing against her genitals with each pump of her legs, feeding the cream into her body. The tight pants even made her flat butt looks nice.

I waited for about ten minutes before I got up to leave. As I left I heard the other gym door open.

It was the guy I was waiting for. He was wearing white shorts and a baggy t-shirt that showed off his very impressive arms. He put his stuff down on the weight bench and gave Marissa a few quick looks before picking up some weights and starting his routine.

He sat looking at mirror that was to Marissa's left but occasionally he would glance over his should to give her body a look. I sat down in a corner and waited.

About fifteen minutes later Marissa got up from the machine and walked over to her stuff. The man eyed her one more time before continuing his workout, after he finished his set he got up suddenly.

Marissa was putting on her workout jacket and turned towards him, smiling for a moment.

"How's it going." The man said, nodding his head in greeting.

"Hi, not bad." Marissa replied, smiling.

"My name is Rob." He said.

"Oh, I'm Marissa." She replied, smiling once again.

"Nice, nice. How long you been living here?" Rob asked, returning the smile.

"Oh only a few months."

"Cool, it not a bad place. Cheap." He replied, nodding his head.

"Yeah definitely. I just got divorced and I couldn't be spending much."

That is her signal to him. I thought to myself, feeling the excitement grow in my stomach.

They talked for a few more minutes mainly about working out, the topic turned to Rob's physique.

"Look at you, your huge!" Marissa said, playfully touching his arm. They both smiled.

"Eh, just a long time of hitting the gym. Do you work your upper body?" He asked.

"Nah I just ride the bike."

"I can help you with making a program if you want." He said.

"Really? That would be great."

They exchanged numbers and left. I was very excited.

I spent the rest of the week trying to figure out how to arrange the meeting between my dad and Jessica. I also practiced with my new camera and found the results very satisfying. The quality was very good and the camera was small enough for me to easily carry around when cloaked.

Later in that week I was still trying to figure out how to make my dad and Jessica meet face-to-face. Jessica worked as a nurse so maybe I could get my father to go to the clinical she worked? It was a dental surgery clinical so that would be hard.

Frustrated by this problem I busied myself by researching the new car I wanted to buy: a Mercedes S550 sedan. The price with all the options I wanted was $114,000. Money didn't mean much to me anymore, considering I had to power to win slot machines at will.

The next day I slept late and left around 2PM to reconnoiter my dad's apartment. I had visited there before and I knew he would be at home. It was on the first floor and I easily entered through his small outside deck. It was a nice two bedroom apartment. My dad was using the large bedroom as his "master" bedroom and the other had a smaller bed and his computer in it. I casually looked around and marked his boxers heavily with thick dabs of the same cream I had used for Jessica Durand's panties. I was still unsure how I would make them meet though.

I went back home and researched the Mercedes more, trying to decide on what color combination I wanted.

Tony Piaggio pulled on his boxers the next morning, getting ready for work.

Why are they wet? He thought to himself for a moment. Hmm, some shower water must have gotten on to them.

Later at work, he casually sat in his office chair, replying to some emails on his laptop. He found himself with an erection.

Jesus, not again. I am really "active" lately with these. He squirmed in his chair and tried to focus on his work. After fifteen minutes he still had the erection.

Come on, enough of this shit. I have to get up and print stuff out.

His penis was not only rock hard but it felt warm and strange. It felt like there was something irritating the inside of his penis, the feeling was a strange mix of pain and pleasure. Tony could no longer ignore it and got up and briskly walked to the restroom on the other side of the office, hoping that nobody saw the noticeable bulge in his pants. He sat in a stall and locked the door. He dropped his pants and saw his throbbing red member.

Come on with this, I am very happy it works this good at my age but I can't be dealing with this. The feeling reminded him of the feeling he had felt when he had the affair with Marissa. He gripped his penis hard with his hand; a shock of pleasure went up his body. Almost without thinking Tony began to masturbate. After what seemed like an eternity he finally reached orgasm.

Holy shit. He thought to himself as he gasped and ejaculated. The orgasm was powerful and plentiful, semen flowing freely over his hand into the toilet water below.

God damn with these amazing orgasms.

He cleaned himself up and went back into his office.

Later that night at home Tony found himself once again with an erection. He had been watching TV and installing some new programs on his laptop. He went into his bedroom, closed all the shades and took his clothes off. His penis was once again throbbing like it had been earlier today. Tony felt himself overcome with lust and lay on his bed in the nude, his laptop next to him. He thought for a minute or so about what he should masturbate with. He opened his internet browser and searched on Google for "Lindsay Lohan bikini". He found a site with a gallery of alluring pictures and was soon masturbating.

"Fuck." Tony called out as his orgasm exploded. A large amount of semen shot up a few inches from his penis and landed on his naked stomach. He put the laptop down and lay on his back in the nude for a few minutes. The ceiling fan cooled his body as the wet spots of semen felt warm on him.

Jesus Christ I have never had orgasms like this. What is happening?

That night Jessica Durand was also in an "excitable' mood. She lay on her bed, her legs tightly wrapped around her husband's torso as they had sex. The couple had sex a few times a month but the past week Jessica had been especially horny. Her husband kissed her neck and playfully nibbled her ear as he penetrated her. Jessica's orgasm was noticeable and she gasped as she squeezed her insides around her husband's erect member. It felt good but she wanted more.

That Saturday I went to the Mercedes dealership to get my car. The salesman was skeptical and almost dismissive of me at first but after they ran a quick credit check he became friendly and welcoming, even offering me a soda from the dealership's waiting room. I told him bluntly what I was looking for: "Black S550, black premium leather, premium 3 package, Distronic plus package, AMG sport bodykit, active body control and the power rear window sunshades." Total price? $110,575.

They didn't have a car with those options in stock so I left a $5,000 down payment and signed some paperwork. The car would be delivered next Wednesday and they would personally drop it off at my house.

I returned home excited for my new car. I can't even describe the feeling to be honest. I felt wonderful. I called up a few of my friends and they call came over. We hung out in my backyard, drank a few beers and smoked cigars. Around midnight they all left.

Wednesday morning the car was dropped off around mid-day. I called my friends and we all drove around the Phoenix area for an hour or so before stopping to eat. The car was beautiful and I loved it.

I had dinner that night with my mom. We talked mainly about me going back to school. She mentioned my near car and congratulated me on it but also told me to "save wisely". I was tempted to divert the conversation to her dating life but I couldn't get the courage. She did tell me that she had been going to the gym for the past month or so and that she was looking for a new job.

Going to the gym eh? Trying to get back into a shape for dating. I thought to myself, feeling some excitement in my stomach.

But could I really do that? Could I really use my powers to watch my mom having sex with a man who was not my father? I can not lie, the thought excited me greatly but it also just seemed so wrong. I would have to think about this.

That night I couldn't fall asleep, my mind was racing about the situation with my mom. On one hand I couldn't even imagine the sexual pleasure I would receive from watching her with a man but I also felt intensely guilty that I would even contemplate such an act.

In the end my hormones won out. I would do it. I had already caused the divorce and there wasn't much more left of the family's integrity. Nobody would know about their sex lives for the most part. This was a pleasure I could indulge in without seeking to further damage the already blackened family name.

I was the ultimate voyeur. I had always been. My new powers allowed me to full indulge this, my most satisfying fantasy. I had no interest in going after sexual conquests of my own. For better or for worse, I was living sexually through others.

Tony's horniness continued and he knew he had to get back out on the dating market. He hadn't taken a woman out on a date since the days before marriage so he felt uncomfortable but knew he would feel better once he was seeing a woman once again. He had been masturbating so much in the past week that he had a sore on his penis. Galleries of older women (and his favorite celeb cutie: Lindsay Lohan) were his main sources of masturbation material.