Sue Storm Finds Herself Thinking About Dr. Stone A Lot

It's funny, Sue Storm thought. the little things that stick in your head. The incidents that replay in your mind, as you lay down to sleep. Head on the pillow, in the darkness, are your breasts rise and fall...

In her bedroom, Sue Storm remembered how shocked and embarrassed that Dr. Stone had looked as she retrieved her panties. That perfect professional poise of hers had been broken, for just an instant. That invincible aura cracked. It made Dr. Stone more ****...more human.

There were other things that Sue remembered about her now. The soft curve of her breasts through her shirt. Those long legs in that skirt, with those heels. The smell of her...something that went beyond a touch of perfume and shampoo. As Sue sank down deeper into the beginnings of true sleep, she felt a heat and wetness stir between her legs. Nipples erect, body flushed.

In her dreams, she was seated opposite Dr. Stone again. Only this time, Sue used her powers. The tight shirt disappeared, so that for a moment the good doctor sat there in her bra. It was just a flash, too fast for Dr. Stone to notice. The psychiatrist was talking, and Sue smiled, nodded.

In the next instant, shirt and bra became invisible. Sue's smile widened as she took in the pink nipples, the wide areola cramped inside the invisible bra. Before Dr. Stone could blink, it was all visible again. Utterly unaware, Dr. Stone continued on, talked about stress, relief...

Sue Storm waited. Trying not to make it apparent that she was really looking at Dr. Stone's knees. Waited for the doctor to shift her posture...and when she did...when the knees spread.

For one beautiful moment, Dr. Stone's clothes vanished. Everything except those heels and glasses. The Invisible Woman bared her teeth as she caught sight of that shaven pussy, the labia clean and bare. The cleft glistened slightly.

Too late, Dr. Stone noticed. Her whole body seemed to blush, and she rushed to cover herself, yet Sue could see those nipples harden, and that pussy began to drool onto the invisible skirt.

In the dark, Sue Storm's eyes went wide. She panted slightly in the darkness. Her whole body tingled and she stretched beneath the covers. Almost able to smell Dr. Stone's pussy...to see it...but the dream faded, and Sue settled into the bed.

A week of such thoughts, such dreams, Sue Storm thought to herself. Today's the day, though. I can't wait for this appointment. Maybe it'll get Dr. Stone out of my head to see her again.