A perky encounter

Jack emerged from his study and made a beeline for the bathroom where a warm shower awaited him. He frowned a little seeing the light had been left on and the door ajar, but shrugged it off as he went inside.

He was immediately met with the image of a half-naked eighteen year old.

“Shit!”

“Oh!”

Jack spun around and left the room.“Sorry,” he called, awkwardly.

There was a squeak of something in return that he couldn’t quite catch as his mind raced and the image caught up with him. Perky breasts and a large, heart-shaped ass clad within a tiny bikini. Tan skin, long dark brown hair. Pretty face with pouty lips. Yep, he recognised the young woman as Amber Hernandez, Becca’s ditzy best friend.

Eventually the young woman emerged from the bathroom in slightly more clothing. Denim short shorts and black T full of holes. Amber was still very much oozing sex appeal, though whether it was a deliberate provocation or just ignorance of her own beauty, Jack couldn’t rightly say.

“Sorry about that Mr T,” she squeaked, “I shoulda closed the door, huh?”

“No harm done,” he looked about, “what are you doing here so late though?”

She shifted from one foot to another, “Well, Becca was helping me study and it got late so we decided that I’d just crash here,” she looked up at him hopefully, “if that’s cool with you, I mean.”

Jack hummed in acknowledgment and kept his face neutral. A thought suddenly struck him. What if he ran a little test? Nothing harmful, but just something that would help hone his ability to influence people.

He sent a flush of positive emotions towards Amber. Joy, excitement, mirth, love.

The effect was instantaneous. Amber began to look at him more keenly, her entire posture shifting from awkward unease to deep interest, with a slight smile tugging at her mouth.

“I guess there’s no harm in having you over for the night, so long as your parents are fine with it.”

He sent another wave of positivity and watched as her whole face lit up.

“Wow, thanks Mr T!” She leant up and pressed a sudden kiss to his cheek. “You’re the best!”

He watched her hurry off, noticing a spring in her step as she went. It didn’t seem like a simple sleepover would have been a big deal, she was eighteen after all. But he supposed the flush of positive emotions heightened her mood enough where anything would seem great. He pondered that some more and went to about his shower.