Tess Tempest Wants Sue (Indecent Proposal)

"I want to finish what we started, all those years ago," the naked woman said, as she stared straight into Sue's eyes. "I want to make love to you. All night long."

Sue Storm blinked, not sure for a moment whether she had heard her old friend correctly.

"You must be joking. I can't do that," Sue said. Her mind slipped to the first excuse: "I'm married. I have a husband. Children."

"Of course you can. Call your husband and tell him you're staying over with a friend tonight," the naked woman said. "It's the simplest thing in the world. Well, you might walk a little funny tomorrow, but you'll be home in time to make your kids breakfast."

"Maybe I should be more direct, Mae: I won't do that," Sue said. As the shock of the sudden indecent proposal subsided a little. "I'm not a lesbian. And I'm not prepared to buy those photos with my body."

Sue stood up...and Mae stood up too. Fierce determination filled both of the blondes.

"Why are you so afraid!?" Mae said. "Are you still that scared little girl who blushed as she took her top off? Haven't you grown up at all?"

"I'M NOT GAY!" It came out louder and with more **** than Sue intended. "I never was! I was drunk, and high, and you told me they were going to be glamour shots! You kept encouraging me to show more and more, to touch me, and..."

The Invisible Woman blinked as she suddenly re-interpreted the memories of their friendship. How often Mae would touch her. Hang around. Share naughty secrets. How little interest she showed in Reed, or Sue's plans to get married.

"Oh, God. Was that it, the whole time? Were you just trying to get into my pants?"

Mae's leap was agile. It cleared the coffee table, and before Sue could even put up a **** field, the naked woman was on her. Sue was strong for a woman of her age and size, thanks to extensive regular exercise; she didn't immediately collapse back into the blue leather couch as the naked pornstar clung to her.

"You idiot," Mae said. "I was in love with you!"

Those swollen, collagen-inflated lips closed in on the Invisible Woman's face. Sue could feel the warm flesh of those naked thighs as they gripped her hips. The huge, silicone-inflated breasts pressed into her chest.

Yet with a thought, Sue erected an invisible field in front of her face. The pink lipstick smooshed against it, and then invisible hands plucked Mae away from her, and **** the naked woman to sit down on the couch once again.

Sue hated to use her powers this way. She was well aware of her situation. Using her powers on a civilian was perilous legal territory. Nobody knew she was here or why she had come except Mae—and if she wanted to, Mae could tell everyone that Sue was here, and why. Or make up her own scandalous story for the tabloids. Sue's entire being here had been based on the fact that she was meeting someone she'd thought, hoped she could trust.

Someone, it turned out, she didn't know very well at all.

Mae writhed against her invisible restraints—and Sue frowned as she saw the naked woman deliberately try to spread her legs and grind her hips, as if to put her wet slit into the Invisible Woman's view.

"Come on, Sue," Mae said. "I'm not asking that much, am I? You get what you want, and I get what I want. I guarantee you won't go away unsatisfied. I've gotten a lot of experience with women since we last met."

"Mae—try to understand. That's not who I am. That's not what I want. I don't cheat on my husband. With anyone. Men or women. I'm faithful to him, and he's faithful to me. We're monogamous. I'm sorry if you thought there was something between us back then. I never meant to mislead you. If it was just money, I'd be willing to pay you, but sex—I can't."

"You mean you won't," Mae said, and there was hurt in her voice, and longing, and some other emotion that Sue Storm couldn't place. "You're so faithful to your husband. Are you absolutely certain he's been so faithful to you?"

Sue was more taken aback than when Mae had leaped at her. She answered without thinking.

"Of course. Reed would never—"

"Want to bet?"

Mae raised an eyebrow. "You forget, Sue. I'm Tess Tempest. I made a career off of being fucked like people imagined fucking you. I know all the dirty websites where they share deepfakes, fanart, little voyeuristic clips of you in that particularly revealing outfit, or when your costume was damaged during a battle and a nipple slipped out. But more than that: I have copies of everything they've compiled on every member of the Fantastic Four! Even the temporary members. She-Hulk, Crystal, that Skrull Lyja, the Technomage, Agatha Harkness..."

Sue was unable to repress a shudder at the mention of the old witch's name.

"...and yes, your beloved Reed Richards! Do you want to see what Mister Fantastic has really gotten up to, when you aren't around?"

The Invisible Woman hesitated. Her heart wavered. This was insane.

"You're lying," the heroine said at last. "Making stuff up. Anything to get into my pants."

"I want to make love to you," Mae agreed. "But I'm not lying. Not in the least. You want proof? I've got it right here. I'll show you where it is, and you can see for yourself."

Against her better judgment, Sue Storm nodded. But she didn't release the invisible hands that held her former friend. "Tell me where it is. If you're lying..."