A Surprise Visit

Tom spent the next few hours testing out his newfound ability. Through practice, he managed to manipulate objects with more and more finesse and strength. He even managed to make his recliner hover a few feet into the air before a creeping exhaustion made him put it down. It seemed he had some sort of limit, however Tom did notice by the time he finished practicing he could do things that he couldn't when he first discovered the ability. Maybe it was like a muscle he could improve?

As Tom sat there pondering all this, he heard a knock at his front door. He was not expecting any company today...or any day for that matter, so he cautiously peered out the peephole to observe his visitor. Standing on his front porch was a woman who looked to be in her mid to late twenty's dressed semi-professionally and glancing around nervously. Confused, he cracked open the door and poked his head out.

"Uh...hi. Can I help you?" Tom asked.

She almost seemed surprised that he answered at first, before looking him up and down. "Oh! Um, hello Mr. Thatcher. I'm from the lab you volunteered at the other day. Do, um, do you mind if I came in?"

Tom got a better look at her, and finally saw the ID clipped to the belt of her green dress pants. He did not recognize this woman from the lab, but she also did not seem dangerous and was actually pretty good looking the more he stared at her. Her auburn hair fell in curling locks to her shoulders framing a rather cute face.

"Uh...sure. I mean yeah, come on in." He responded, opening the door all the way and leading her inside.

"Is everything alright? I thought I was just supposed to send you guys emails for a week before I went back for a check up?" He questioned as they walked into his living room.

He sat down on the couch, but she remained standing, fidgeting with her hands nervously. "Yeah, that's, uh, that's right, but someone at the lab made a mistake." She seemed to be trying to figure out how to say something.

"What kind of mistake?" Tom asked slowly.

"I guess I'll just come out and say it, a formula I was working on accidentally got switched with the one they gave you yesterday. Seeing as how you look healthy I guess it didn't cause any...issues. Unless you're experiencing any weird side affects?" She asked the last part quickly enough for him to realize that's what she really wanted to know.

Suddenly wary of this woman, Tom decided to lie. "No, nothing all. Feel completely normal actually! Just, uh, just great. Yeah."

She seemed to look a bit relieved and...disappointed? "What was your experiment supposed to do?" He questioned casually, leaning back into the cushioned sofa.

A look of nervousness flickered across her face before she brushed it off. "Oh it was nothing really. Just some, uh, memory enhancing thing. Probably won't even amount to anything."

Yeah right. "Oh, neat I guess. Say, if you want to while your here, I can give you the paperwork they gave me if you want any help figuring out how the mix-up happened."

"Actually, yeah, I could use that." she answered.

He gave her a smile, then stood up and walked to the kitchen. He had left the files on the kitchen table, so he quickly snatched them up and went back. Before entering the room, Tom paused in the doorway when he saw the woman with her back turned, bent over slightly to observe something. He followed her gaze and saw pieces of the coffee cup he had accidentally shattered earlier in the morning. His gaze quickly returned to her though as he got a good look at her surprisingly fit body, and then Tom got a bad idea.

Feeling the hum in his head as he focused, he clenched his right hand. He could see an indent suddenly form on her ass like an invisible hand coping a feel. She gasped and shot up, twirling around in surprise and anger, but Tom had already ducked behind the door back into the kitchen.

"Everything alright?" He called out.

"Yeah...yeah everything's fine." She sounded a bit confused as he walked back into the room holding the papers.

He handed them to her, then stepped back. "Anything else I can help with?" Tom tried to sound helpful.

"No, no it's fine. Thanks, and sorry for the confusion once again." She looked at him strangely, as if something just crossed her mind.

As he walked her to the front door, Tom began to think it may not be a good idea to mess with her like that. Who knows what she actually knew? She thanked him again and left him watching her from the doorway as she walked out to the street where she had parked. He closed the door and continued to watch her through the window. Well, maybe he could do one more thing.

The hum returned as he focused on her, and she suddenly yelped, grabbing her rear and whirling around in surprise as her panties were suddenly yanked up her backside by seemingly nothing. She looked back at the door, but Tom had already slipped back into my house chuckling to himself. Whatever was happening to Tom, he decided it was going to be fun.