Tale of the Soldier's Wife

1 Jean Thornton was busy cleaning the tables at the roadside diner where she works, but her mind was on last night’s dream. Her dreams over the last few months had become so realistic; they were sexy and so erotic that she felt guilty, as if she had been unfaithful to her partner Steve. Not that she would even think of being unfaithful to him in real life, she lost her virginity to him only a few months ago. But lately in her dreams, she had adventures with men of all shapes and age, old and wrinkly, young and handsome and they nearly all had big c***s. Joe would be one of those men. He was in all her dreams. Before Jean could hardly remember her dreams, just little bits here and there but now she couldn’t work out how she could remember the dreams so clearly the next day. It all started just after Steve and she had rented an apartment and moved in together. They had great s*x and loved watching porn movies and with Jean only being twenty and Steve twenty-one. Jean put her erotic dreams down to her imagination conjuring up a dream lover called Joe for her from watching porn, and her love of reading romance and adventure books. And what a remarkable dream lover Joe was turning out to be. He would take a different role in her dreams, but he always made sure Jean was well f****d by him or her new friends she made on each adventure. And just like some of the old love books Jean read where they called your p***y, a fanny, and your c**t was called a magic button, or the third n****e, and you weren’t f****d or screwed, you were shagged or poked, so would Joe and Jean talk like that, as if the dream was about the old days. Jean couldn’t get Joe out of her mind even when she was driving home from work. She recalled the first dream that Joe had came to her. It was a weird dream where she and Steve were invited to a fancy-dress party. She went as Wonder Woman and Steve went as Batman. The strange part of that dream was the men were all dressed identically as Batman except Joe, he came as Robin. Steve introduced Joe to her as his work colleague. Joe met a girl there and the four of them danced and got in the party mood. Joe suggested they get a room before the best ones all go. Steve told Joe to go and find a room while he went to get a round of drinks in and follow them. Joe found a room with two beds and Jean remembered she sat on one of the beds waiting for her Steve while Joe made out with his girl on the other bed; when there was a knock on the door and Joe shouted enter. Batman came in and asked for Wonder Woman. Joe nodded to Jean and she kissed him as they undressed each other. Batman had her naked in no time as she struggled to get Batman’s tight fitting pants off, and when his huge erection sprung out, Jean said, “you are not my boyfriend.” And Joe told her all the Batmen were her boyfriend tonight, and to make the most of it until her Steve found her. She remembered how much she enjoyed having the masked stranger make love to her while Joe and his girl watched until there was another knock and in came another Batman. Jean asked him if he was her boyfriend and he said yes and took his pants off, and Jean could see he wasn’t her Steve. Four more Batmen came looking for Wonder Women and Jean made unbelievable love to them all. Before she woke up, Joe told her he would be her dream lover and he would visit her dreams most nights and take her on s****l adventures all around the world, back in time and into future or here in the present time. Jean was home before Steve and had food ready for them. They wash up and watched TV until it was time for bed. They went to bed and made love like couples do. And Steve would go to sleep while Jean would say she would read for a spell, it was getting to be a regular routine. Jean was waiting until Steve fell asleep before she put her book down and hoped Joe would visit her that night. Jean had no idea what adventure Joe would take her on but she knew she would be f****d left, right and center by men with big pricks, and few times by women with a dildo, like the time Joe took her back to the time of the Three Musketeer’s where the maid f****d Jean with a c**k made out of ivory. She settled down wondering where Joe, her dream lover, would take her tonight. Jean knew all she had to do was to go to sleep whispering his name and he would come to her. What Jean didn’t know is that Joe is not someone she had conjured up; he is a real person who has gotten into her and Steve’s dreams and has become Jean’s dream lover. Joe is not his real name. He has got to keep his true identity a secret from the world because he is a very gifted person who can read minds and get into people’s dreams and hypnotize them and have them play out his fantasies. When Joe is not in Jean’s dreams he is working for the FBI where he helps them by getting into criminals’ minds and then their dreams, he hypnotizes them and finds out what the FBI wants to know. Joe was proud he helped the FBI track down two terrorists who wanted to kill a congresswoman. Joe knew his addiction for getting into women’s dreams was wrong and he also knew he would never be able to give it up. With all the other people’s dreams Joe had gotten into he would erase the memory of the dream, but with Jean, she loved the adventure and the s*x so much he helped her to remember her dreams clearly, like when he had her to play out Wonder Woman. Joe had gotten into the dreams of another couple, John and Alice Timberlake and John’s friend, Steve kept bragging that his girlfriend, Jean had won a beauty contest and she should be in films. Joe could resist having a look at this beauty queen so he jumped from John’s mind to Steve’s mind, and that night he stayed in Steve’s mind as they went to bed. Joe could see what Steve could see and feel his feelings, he couldn’t control Steve thoughts while he is awake but he could enjoy watching Jean undress and get into bed and when Steve went to kiss p***y, he would have a great view of her beauty. Joe had jumped into Jean’s mind that night and has been back most nights since. Tonight was no different. Joe was in his own bed with his eyes closed tight and was miles away from Steve and Jean, but he was in Steve’s mind and he watched Jean go to bed carrying her book. He knew when she put it on the bedside cabinet, she would be wanting another adventure later. Joe just relaxed in Steve’s mind and let them get on with their nightly ritual while he watched and enjoyed. “God, you are lovely Jean,” Steve said as he watched her come out of the bathroom. Jean smiled back at him as she seen he was on top of the sheet naked. “Haven’t you had enough s*x this week,” she knew he hadn’t nor had she, “put it by and go to sleep, you’re up early in the morning.” “I am up now.”He caught hold of his erection and waved it to her. Jean had to giggle at his childish gesture as she kicked her slipper off and undid her blouse. “We should come to bed earlier if you wanted sex.” “It is early and I want to f**k my beauty queen,” he watched her take her bra off, “just look at those t**s, they were made to play with.” “I am no different to any other girl.” Jean loved Steve watching her undress as if it was still their first time. “And look at that ass,” Steve said as she slipped her panties off, “I think I will have to have you doggy style tonight.” Jean stood there naked with her hands on her hips and her feet apart in a sexy pose. “And what makes you think I want to get on my knees for you?” “God you are beautiful,” Steve was looking at her lovely bust and thin waist and curvy hips, “you should be a film star.” Joe had to agree as she looked like a lovely sculptured statue. “I don’t want to be a film star or model.” Jean had heard him telling her that a hundred times, as she got into bed and held her arms out to him. Jean knew it would be a quick kiss before he made his way to her bust. It was the same every night but tonight Steve seemed to be more starry-eyed, as he looked at her lips and gently kissed her and he took more time to look and feel her bust before he ran his tongue around her n****e. And that fetched her first little moan of pleasure. “Oh, Steve I love you.” Steve was playing with her tit as he studied them, his tongue licked her n****e and he blew on the wetness and watched the n****e harden. “I am so lucky to have you; you could marry anyone.” Jean gave another little moan as Steve seemed to be taking his time tonight and the longer he took the better, as his kisses worked their way down her belly. “Oh, Steve, it’s you I want to marry not some rich guy.” Steve was taking her breath away with his dainty kisses, as he reached her c**t. “Oh Steve-ee, oh.” Steve went and kneeled between her knees and he didn’t know why but he wanted to kiss and admire her shapely legs. “These are the best pair of legs in the world.” Jean let him pick her leg up as he kissed her inner thighs sending shivers of pleasure through her body. “Oh, Steve I love you.” Jean noticed he took a lot more time tonight to look at her legs or was he looking at her p***y, as he wet two fingers and stroked her twitching p***y. “Oh, Steve come here.” Jean wanted to kiss him and it was another quick kiss before he was back kissing her c**t. “Oh god yes.” Jean was starting to pant as she watched Steve pull away and watched his fingers thrust into her while his other finger played with her c**t. “God Jean, I wish I could stay up all night and f**k this lovely p***y until you beg me to stop.” Jean was getting there as her moans got louder. “I wish you would stop looking at it and start f*****g it,” Jean said excitedly as Steve picked up speed with his fingers and he kept watching her as she bucked and thrust her hips to meet his fingers. “Get on your knees for me, Jean, and let me kiss that lovely ass of yours.” Jean got on her knees and Steve’s left hand came under her belly and found her c**t. He kissed her both cheeks and his two fingers were back at her. She knew he was watching her and waiting for her to beg for it. “This ass should be in those porn movies we watch; you are a lot better than those girls.” Steve was looking at the way her hips had spread when she put her head down on the pillow and her ass up in the air offering herself to him, and how that pose made her waist look small. And again, Joe had to agree with him as he looked at Jean’s shapely bottom, as he watched through Steve’s eyes while he stayed in Steve’s mind for another night of lovemaking. “Oh Steve, oh yes Steve please, oh.” Jean was reaching her climax as Steve enter her slowly, and his wet fingers ran up her spine sending ripples of sensation through her body until she cried out with a lovely orgasm. “Oh Steve, yes, yes.” She cried out as the spasms made her rock back and forth. She felt Steve grabbed her hips with both hands and thrusted away like mad at her. “Oh, Jean yes, yes.” He fell by her side exhausted and Jean quickly came and kissed him while they both fought to get their breath back. “Oh, Steve you are the only one I love.” “Oh, f**k that was great.” Jean loved kissing and kept kissing him as her hand went and held his limp c**k. “I love you, Steve Bateman.” Jean felt a little guilty because she knew her dream lover would be waiting for her, and the pricks she would be having would be up to four inches longer than Steve’s lovely six inches. Joe had been in Steve’s mind and watched it all and enjoyed it nearly as much as they did, and neither Steve nor Jean knew he was there watching them. Joe asked himself, how could anyone give up and addiction like this? Joe had been in Jean’s mind just before she settled down to go to sleep and so he had had a glimpse of the book she had been reading. She was halfway through the book and it was written by C. J. Sansom and titled ‘Sovereign.’ It portrayed the events that transpired as the King Henry VIII’s army marched from London and surrounding areas, all the way up to York and the difficulties in feeding them for the two months it took them to march up there. Between the book’s plot and Jean’s thoughts of the best time to get married to Steve, it was pretty easy for Joe to come up with an adventure. Joe got back into Jean’s mind an hour later and she was sleeping fast, he had decided to take her back in time to England, to be an innocent farm girl. Joe soon got Jean under his hypnotic spell as she relaxed as she tried to make out where that cawing sound was coming from.