Elliott Kay - Good Intentions

“Michelle,” Lorelei hissed. She was so close that her lips brushed against Michelle’s ear. Again, the entranced woman shivered. Her eyelids drooped. Lorelei’s fingernails traced lightly up her back and eventually began running through her hair, giving the blonde chills.

“You’re a pretty woman, Michelle,” Lorelei murmured.

“Oh,” the other whimpered.

It was true enough. Michelle wouldn’t be posing for a modeling job anytime soon, but for her age she remained attractive. She was pretty enough to catch an eye on the street… and affected just enough by age to be self-conscious about it. Lorelei considered a more seductive approach than this, but Alex seemed to suspicious to risk it. He might start asking direct questions that she wouldn’t be able to dodge.

“Have you a lover, Michelle?”

“No.”

“A shame. You’re quite lovely,” Lorelei hissed.

“It’s not that,” Michelle murmured. “Just no time. No time…”

“Oh, but you can make the time,” Lorelei encouraged softly. “You work hard. Your son is grown. Responsible. You can take the time for yourself, Michelle. Is there a man you like?”

“Mh…maybe,” Michelle admitted in a voice just barely above a whisper. “Eddie.”

Lorelei’s left hand continued to stroke the blonde’s hair. Her right slid around Michelle’s belly, which only recently began to sag slightly with age. As her fingers moved, however, Michelle’s stomach tightened. “I can make you prettier,” she said.

“Mmhh?”

“Much prettier,” Lorelei continued. “Pretty enough to have any man you want.” Her fingers continued to trace across the mesmerized woman’s body as well. All the while Michelle’s flesh became more toned and smooth. Wrinkles vanished. ”Tell me about Eddie.”

“He’s an accountant at my office,” Michelle breathed out dreamily. “Nice. A little younger. Sexy. I don’t think he knows how sexy.”

“Those are the best kinds of men. Do you think of him often?”

“Yes. I think he might like me, but…I haven’t done anything about him…”

“I’ll make you a deal,” Lorelei offered.

“Mmhh?”

“I can make you beautiful, Michelle. Hot like a movie star. Confident. Sexy. All Eddie could dream of. I only need one thing.”

“Wh…what?”

“You have to promise me to keep this our secret,” Lorelei said, “from everyone. From your friends, from your family… from your son. We must be a secret even from yourself.”

“I promise,” Michelle whispered. “I promise.”

“So if you see me or hear me, promise me you will understand you are only imagining it… no matter what you see. Unless I speak to you.”

“I promise,” Michelle nodded softly, “I promise.” She all but began to sway. Michelle was soon scarcely capable of standing upright, but Lorelei easily kept her on her feet.

“There’s more.”

“Mnh?”

“Your son.”

Michelle’s eyes fluttered partially open at that. Lorelei was unsurprised. Naturally the strongest point of resistance for a mother would be with regards to her only son. Michelle almost regained her senses, but Lorelei’s whispers at her ear calmed her again.

“He’s a young man now,” Lorelei continued. “You know that, right?”

“I do. I know.”

“He’s a fine young man. Decent. You raised him well. Alex is a good man,” Lorelei repeated. “A good, young man…thinking about women, as young men do. That’s good, isn’t it, Michelle? Isn’t it natural?”

She shook her head softly. The topic threatened to break the trance. “What’s that…got to do…with this?”

“Nothing at all,” Lorelei said, “save that he has needs just as you do. It’s natural, Michelle. Nothing to be ashamed of. Your son is interested in women. Wouldn’t you want him to be happy?”

“Yes.”

“If he found a woman and didn’t tell you right away, would you ask him?”

“Mnh,” Michelle moaned noncommittally.

“Even if you saw clues in your home? Would you ask him, or wait for him to tell you?”

“I don’t…I don’t know. I want him to be happy.”

“He might not be comfortable talking about it in front of you. Would you press him on it if you suspected?”

“I guess I shouldn’t…”

“If Alex has a lover, he might want to keep it quiet. Shouldn’t you respect his privacy?”

“Yes,” Michelle nodded. “Yes. I don’t want to think about that now.”

Lorelei heard the shower stop running. “You must promise to respect your son’s privacy. He needs that, just as you do. He needs space. Will you look the other way for him?”

“I will…I will.”

“Sssshhhh,” Lorelei said, softly bringing Michelle closer to full consciousness. “You have to get ready for work now.”

“Yes. Okay.”

“It’s nearly time to leave, Michelle,” Lorelei whispered as she slipped away. Closing the door, she beckoned, “Wake up, Michelle. Wake up.”

Michelle’s eyes fluttered open in the mirror. Lorelei saw lucidity return to Michelle just as she exited.

Lorelei’s efforts took almost the last of her power, but the investment stood to eliminate a possible barrier between succubus and prey… and at least some of what she had done was just what had been asked of her. Lorelei returned to Alex’s bed, sitting upright and taking care to brush her hair over her breasts. She folded her hands neatly in her lap and waited.

Alex returned from the shower, neatly shaved and already wearing a fresh pair of jeans that did little to conceal his stubborn arousal. “Hi,” he managed awkwardly. Lorelei only nodded in response, never taking her eyes off of him. “You’re not, um. You know I don’t expect you to just sit there all day, right?”

“I know,” she said. “I have woven the enchantment over your mother. We need not fear her discovery.”

“Okay,” he said. He found a black t-shirt and threw it on. “I’m only supposed to be gone about nine hours. Eight if I skip breaks and stuff.”

“Do not feel you have to rush for me. I have been alive for centuries. I can wait through a work day, mas-Alex.”

He looked at her for a moment, fumbling to put on his shoes and entirely forgetting to wear socks. “Okay,” Alex managed. “Guess I’m headed out, then.”

“Alexander?” she asked. “May I…Alex, you saved me from an awful fate last night. I would have been tormented and humiliated, perhaps for decades or more,” Lorelei explained. “You risked your life. For all you knew, you could have been arrested or killed or worse…for a pair of strangers. You were told what I am, yet you took me in with compassion. I have rarely witnessed such kindness, let alone received it. All this, even when you have every reason to think I’m something… foul.”

“I don’t think you’re foul.”

“Please,” she shook her head. “You risked everything for me. I think you understood how dangerous those men were. Didn’t you?” She stood and stepped forward to him. “I cannot lie to you. I cannot bring you harm. Regardless of our bond…I sincerely wish to thank you, and reward you as best I can.”

Alex was once again completely at a loss for words.

“May I kiss you?” she asked. Seeing his hesitation, she said, “I was made to seduce. I am well aware of my charms. My desire is sincere. If it makes you uncomfortable I ask your forgiveness. But, seduction aside…Alex, may I kiss you?”

He all but melted. “Yes,” he nodded. For once, he had no difficulty looking only into her eyes as this supernaturally beautiful woman rose to slip her hands around his neck. Their eyes closed as they kissed, softly at first but then with increasing passion.