Tess Tempest Fucked Ben Grimm

"It was before graduation, before your rocket ship flight," Mae Mifton said, hands on her knees. "I was already doing some compensated dating. It seemed fun at the time—not much different from actual dating, except I got paid for it and sex was guaranteed. No pussy-footing about. I needed to set myself apart, so I offered—I offered to customize the experience. Dress-up, cosplay, answer to a different name. One of my first clients was Ben Grimm."

Sue's mouth fell open. She wasn't surprised, exactly—Ben had alway's been a man's man, and had made jokes about paying sex workers during his stint in the United States Air Force, or going to strip bars for meetings. That had all ended after the cosmic ray incident, and now Ben and Alicia were together, but...she could see Ben maybe going out with Mae.

"He wanted—he wanted me to dress up like you. Answer to your name. Pretend to be you," Mae said. "I think he was trying to work stuff out. He knew you were with Reed, he didn't want to interfere with that. We were friends, so it wasn't too difficult to mimic your voice, your accent, your mannerisms, hairstyle—you remember when I borrowed your dress a few times?"

The Invisible Woman nodded numbly. She did, now. They were of similar size. She remembered when Mae had dyed her hair, and dressed in Sue's clothes, they could have passed as sisters. Sue had known that Mae was going with young men, but she hadn't known she was being paid for it. The dresses always came back from the drycleaners, and Sue wondered at what stains had been washed out.

"He was—ardent," Tess Tempest said. "Burly. Stiff. Excited. Whispered about all the things he wanted to do to me. I told him I liked it rough, but even when he was jack-hammering into me, I knew he wasn't—you know, one of those guys that likes to punch or hit a girl. He just needed to blow his load into you so bad. I let him do that."

Mae coughed.

"After the rocket flight, he was depressed. Couldn't get by on his looks anymore. So one night he called me. I still remember going to his room, and he was there in a fedora and a big trenchcoat, the lights dim, afraid for me to see him. He had—one of your costumes. Or maybe a prototype. It had a little skirt, but no leggings, no panties—"

Sue's cheeks burned. The miniskirt hadn't lasted long as far as costumes went. She was confident enough in her gams, but the panty-flashing had been disastrous with the early, unrefined use of her invisibility powers.

"—and when it was over, he let me keep the costume. He called me a couple times since then, but less and less as he grew more comfortable with himself. Took to dating various super-strong women, and then that blind girl, Alicia. So he didn't need me. But I found—well, I found quite a few people that would pay to have sex with 'the Invisible Girl.' So that's how Tess Tempest got her start."

The Invisible Woman took a deep breath, not sure how to respond to that. Yet Mae was clearly awaiting a response. Knees pressed together, hands clasped, shoulders hunched, the porn star seemed like a guilty puppy waiting for the rolled-up newspaper.

"And...some of my clients were...special," she said.

Sue's own shoulders slumped.

"Who?" Sue said, unable to keep from asking.