Follow her first

You followed her downstairs into her kitchen, where she had already taken the pizza out of the freezer. She was currently bent over the oven, trying to get it to work.

"Piece of shit" Jemma complained, "Rarely works first time."

You couldn't help it, she was bent over, and her small arse was in full view to you. You focused, and her short red skirt and black tights morphed into the tightest jeans she owned, which now meant she couldn't bend over as easily. You also focused on the heating in the house, you needed to get her out of that jumper.

A few minutes later, the oven was on and working, and you could see beads of sweat on her forehead while the two of you were chatting.

"Are you okay?" you asked her

"No, is it me or is it very hot in here?"

"Well, you are wearing a jumper"

"Yeah I know but, alright, give me a second" Jemma said, as she ran out of the kitchen and back up to her room. You took out your phone and focused on it, creating an app which allowed you to see exactly what Jemma was in the process of doing. You watched as she pulled off her jumper, revealing that she was only wearing a bra underneath. Her breasts sat beautifully in the bra, but only for a moment as she pulled on a tight tank top very quickly after. She then turned and ran back downstairs to you, almost instantly she was there.

Jemma was wearing a tight white tank top, which was low cut enough to show off some nice cleavage, and allowed both her boobs and the rest of her to breath.

This was also when you remembered something from earlier on, she seemed to act rather, attracted to you, when she opened the door.

You wondered, and focused, and realised that Jemma has something of a very strong crush on you, she wanted you badly, so you decided to play with that.