Mina is in control

"Oh what the fuck!?"

Lyle, Nate's boss was grabbing at something over his face as the two coeds stood there momentarily frozen at the sudden intrusion. Nate shook himself back to reality and began to yank his pants back up his legs to hide his quickly dying erection while his boss was momentarily distracted. An old cleaning towel had seemingly fallen off a shelf situated next to the door and had wrapped itself around his boss' head.

"Nate, goddamn it, what the fuck are you doing?" Lyle managed to finally remove the towel from his head after a surprising amount of difficulty. The man looked down at the rag in confusion before tossing it aside to look back at Nate.

Nate had mercifully been able to button his pants back up just before his boss removed the towel obstructing his view. Nate glanced over to Allison who was now standing next to the small desk in the corner trying to hide the fact that she was a little out of breath and flustered from the telekinetic teasing.

"Well, um, I was..." Nat did not have a good answer.

"Nate was showing me around back here, I wanted to see where he worked." Allison quickly chimed in. "We're, uh, dating, so..."

Nate gave her a side eye at that last lie. He glanced down at the phone on the ground behind him and saw that the call was still connected. He looked back to Allison and noticed her eyes suddenly grow wider as she sucked in a little breath. Nate was willing to bet that Mina was going to have a fun time with Allison after that little claim, if she was not already.

Lyle looked back and forth between the two of them before rubbing his face with a sigh. Nate was not sure what all he had managed to see before that towel fell over his face. If that had been Mina's doing, hopefully she had managed to do it before his boss could fully register what was happening.

"Right, sure. Just...don't fuck around back here, you know the rules." Lyle waved him off before leaving the room.

When the door closed again, Nate let out a little sigh of relief. That could have gone a lot worse. He turned to look at Allison to thank her for that little intervention, when Mina interrupted him from the speaker of his phone.

"So Allison, I didn't know that you and Nate had such a good relationship." His girlfriend spoke in her sarcastic voice.

"M-Mina I didn't mean - eep!" Allison gasped as an invisible **** yanked her over to the desk and bent her over it.

"Ah ah ah..." Mina tsked over the phone. "A little mouth like that is going to get you in trouble."

"Mina I-ooh!" Allison's ass perked up in the air behind her, pulling her up to her toes as she grinded against Mina's invisible forces.

Nate heard the sound of Allison's pants quickly coming undone as her belt slithered around her waist before flying off into the air. Her tight black jeans were then forcefully yanked down to her ankles, exposing the navy blue thong panties disappearing into her firm and curvy ass. From this angle, Nate could see up between the girl's legs to see her pussy moving beneath the fabric of her panties as Mina telekinetically played with the girl.

"N-Nate I-ah!" Allison jerked against the forces holding her as her hovering belt suddenly smacked her exposed ass with an audible 'snap!'

"Now now, what did I tell you about that mouth?"

Mina chided her over the phone, and Allison let out a little squeak when the belt playfully smacked her rear again. Nate heard a rustling sound from the shelf next to the door, and he watched as a packet of new cleaning rags tear itself open, before one of them flew off the shelf towards Allison. It zipped around her head before stuffing itself into her open mouth.

"Mmph!" Allison moaned and the belt smacked her again.

"Much better." Mina purred over the phone. "Now Nate needs to get back to work, but you and I get to have a little bit more fun. Doesn't that sound nice?"

Allison let out a deep muffled moan and dipped her head forwards as Nate caught a glimpse of her tits compressing and oscillating beneath her tight white t-shirt. The girl's legs quivered beneath her, and Nate suspected that Mina's telekinesis was the only think holding her up. An invisible hand then began to firmly press at his lower back and push him towards the door.

"Mina..." He began, but the **** continued to usher him out.

The door shut itself behind him after his phone floated out. He heard the muffled sound of another thwack of the belt through the door, followed by what was probably another moan from Allison, the sound suppressed by the rag in her mouth. He plucked the hovering phone out of the air and held it up to his ear.

"Don't give her too much trouble Mina, she was just trying to help." He spoke to his girlfriend as her invisible touches continued to usher him away from the room.

"Oh I know. Believe me, that girl is so horny for this I could make her come with just a snap of my fingers. In fact..."

As he walked away, Nate thought he heard a particularly loud muffled cry of pleasure, but he doubted anyone could hear it past where he was standing. Nate chuckled and shook his head.

"Alright, well I need to go talk to my boss to make sure that little show didn't just get me fired."

"Oh I'm sure you're fine. I bet Lyle has already forgotten all about it. He probably has a lot on his mind."

"Maybe...wait, what exactly does that mean?" Nate asked with a hint of concern, but Mina had already ended the call.