Clean her up like nothing happened.

I marvel at the sexy girl frozen in time in front of me. I didn't even consider that this could even possibly be part of my new 'power'. I wave my hand, nothing, I move it in front of her and wave again, no reaction, her eyes don't even move. I do hear her music still playing so whatever I'm going to do I gotta do it fast.

I carefully pull the sponge out of her raised hand, I use it to clean my cum off of her ass the best I can trying to get as much as I can. I take just a brief moment to run my finger down her ass crack and over her thong covered pussy, just had to feel it. I then wring it out in the bucket realizing that cum and water never do mix but do my best. Then I carefully put the sponge back in her hand as close to the way she hand it as I can manage. I suddenly realize my cock is still hanging out and tuck it back into my pants.

I walk around her and walk over to the other door way, I figure I can distract her by 'walking in' in front of her and hopefully take her mind off whatever she might have thought just happened. I put a finger to my temple and think, hoping it works, 'play?'

She continues her reaction as though no time has passed at all. She raises to her knee as her free hand moves to her ass where that first shot hit.

"Everything ok?" I say hoping to distract her before she can think to much.

I watch as she looks at her now somewhat moist hand, shit her ass is wet from the sponge, didn't think that one through. Then her hand goes to her earbud, Crap and she didn't hear me.

I wave my hand down low and then make the 'OK' gesture with my hand.

She quickly pulls the earbuds out of her ears and looks up at me very confused. "Oh monsieur, I did not see you com in."

"Is everything ok?" I ask again, at least I might have distracted her from the music.

"Umm, yes, I think so monsieur. I just umm felt something, mm touch me. Maybe just a breeze." She still looks very confused. Then her face suddenly flushes.

"What is it?" I ask suddenly feeling like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"Monsieur, umm, your fly is down." She gestures towards my groin.

Suddenly I'm the one blushing as I realize it's still wide open and the shaft of my still semi hard cock is clearly visible. I quickly move to pull the zipper up.

"Oh shit, I'm really sorry about that, and it's right at eye level for you" I quickly try to right myself.

"It is ok monsieur, I really do not mind." I see a sly smile creep across her face.

"I, uh was, just wondering where, um, I can put my stuff." I stumble to find a reason I walked in here.

"Your old room has been remodeled but is still empty. I can show you if you'd like me to." she starts to stand.