Jennifer

Jennifer is one of my coworkers. She's taller than me, a bit over 5'9", with a killer rack and short brown hair. And while she only dated guys to my knowledge, I had a way with people that meant that her preferences didn't really matter in terms of whether or not we were going to bone. I waited until she got up, heading towards the break room, before I started to move. I rose from my chair and focused on her entirely, utilizing one of my boon's. She stumbled a bit as she walked, and her face started to flush red. I knew that all of a sudden, she was feeling hot and bothered, and was starting to dampen her underwear. She seemed like the panty wearing type, I mused idly, continuing to focus on her.

As she entered the break room, she closed the door behind her, and dropped the window shades. I smiled. Right now, she was probably about to try to get off, compose herself, get her coffee or whatever, and then head back to work. Unfortunately for her, I had other plans. I opened the door, coming face to face with Jennifer with her hand stuffed down her pants. Her blue eyes widened, and her mouth started open to defend herself, but I just hit her with another blast of my powers. Her face contorted like a hentai character, and she bit her lip to prevent any moans from escaping her lips.

"Hey Jen," I said casually, "I'm bored and horny, wanna fuck?" She nodded vigorously. "Cool, then take off your pants and get on the table." As she followed my commands, I raised an eyebrow: she was wearing a thong, color me surprised.