After going through the list, you sit in your car close your phone and smile. "No," you think, "there are some things best not done at this time. What if your powers failed before you got there, or with the mayhem you caused here just imagine the wake you could leave behind at home." Then you remember the line from Spiderman when Uncle Ben told him, "With great power comes great responsibility."
Shutting the door to your car you start it up and drive home. Not sure if going home is such a good idea because you know, this power is an awesome gift and so far it has paid out in spades.
When you are half way home you decide to get something to eat and test your powers. So you pull into a McDonald's Restaurant and walk inside to use the head and get something to eat as well.
Relieving yourself you wash and stand in line to get a Double Quarter Pounder Meal. The young girl behind the counter smiles as she takes your order and you smile back politely at her. "How old are you?" you ask her.
"16," she says brightly, "this is my first job. Why do you ask?
Thinking fast you answer, "Just curious, I am writing a book and you remind me of the main character in it."
"How cool is that," she gushes.
You take your order and go and sit down knowing she is too young to mess with and figure maybe you should try another tact with someone else that was just too weird an encounter.
As you look down at your last three fries an older version of the girl you spoke with sits down looking at you sternly. "What the hell you doing flirting with my daughter?" she demands.
"Huh?" you say looking at her, noting the way her brilliant green eyes shine and her perfect make-up not to mention nipples jutting through her bra and red blouse outlined and defined.
"My daughter, the one who took your order said you told her that you were writing a book and she looks like the main character."
"Oh that, I have been traveling a long time today and was just passing time, your daughter is safe," you tell her.
Jabbing a finger across the table into your chest as she rises looking you in the face she says, "You better leave her alone mister."
Feeling anger rise you know you should be careful but this woman just crossed the line. "Look you MILF Wannabe, if I want to flirt I will flirt. You have bigger problems than me chatting with your little girl though."
Her face twisted as though a storm of vileness was trying to escape. "What the hell you talking about?"
"Take your finger off my chest!"
She pulls her finger from your chest and looks at it and then back at you, confusion and a little fear on her face as you sit there calmly.
"Take me to your car."
She reaches down taking your hand in hers and escorts you out to her car. Her daughter watching us as you both go, rolling her eyes.
You notice now that her mother is wearing a black skirt, spiked heels and the red blouse and the outlined nipples.
"Open the door," you tell her.
As she flings the door open and you see it is an old Cougar with a stick shift.
"Ride the stick shift."
She gets in and straddles the stick shift hoisting her skirt up showing red lace panties as she rubs her pussy against it through the panties.
"I said to ride the stick shift!" you tell her leaning in a little.
She frantically moves her panties to the side tearing them in the process then moans as she thrusts her slit down forcing the stick shift knob inside her pussy.
"Do you rub your tits when you fuck?" you ask her.
"Yes," she moans as she bounces up and down on the stick shift.
"Do not hold back, go ahead and rub them then," you tell her.
She rubs and pinches at her nipples through her blouse slowly pulling it out of her skirt waistband as she fucks the stick shift faster. "Oh yes," she moans leaning forward taking it deeper and pawing at her tits the buttons popping off showing the matching red lacy bra to her panties.
You leave her as she pulls her bra up, pinching on large swollen nipples and pinching at them as the car rocks back and forth while she moans in pure lost pleasure.
Getting into your car, you leave her knowing so far your powers are working, though you feel a little bad about the look on her daughter's face when her and one of the guys come out to see her mother riding the stick shift lost in her orgasms as they take her over the edge. |