Mina's helping hands

Nate left Allison alone in the back for now as he made his way back to the front desk. Well, he supposed she was not really alone, what with Mina telekinetically dominating her and all. As he walked back to the front, the image of Allison being fondled and fucked by his girlfriend's power stayed firmly planted in his thoughts. This was the second time now that Mina had practically **** Allison onto him before getting them both off, and he was beginning to wonder if this was going to become a regular occurrence. He felt a stirring in his pants as he considered the implications of this line of thought, before shaking the thoughts away so he could focus on work.

Returning to the front of the library, Nate found Lyle standing behind the reference desk with a confused and slightly stressed look on his face.

"Oh there you are Nate." His boss searched over Nate's shoulder before looking back to his employee. "What happened to your friend?"

"She, uh, had to do some studying."

Lyle raised an eyebrow before shaking his head to clear away whatever thought was forming in his head.

"Whatever, I don't really care what you two were doing back there, but I need your help with something."

Nate breathed an internal sigh of relief. Damn, Mina had really pulled off some sort of miracle not getting him fired over what his boss had almost seen.

"Yeah sure. What's up?"

Lyle sighed and rubbed the back of his head, as if he was not totally sure what was up.

"To be honest, I feel like I'm going crazy. Someone fucked up the filing system for the new shipments off books we just got, and I've been trying to reorganize them. Every time I think I've got it, I turn around and it seems like I somehow put the books in all the wrong spots." Lyle grumbled something under his breath before continuing. "The problem is, I keep getting distracted by these patrons running around and acting weird."

"Uh, acting weird?" Nate asked, almost certain that Mina had something to do with this.

"I don't know. People kept leaving from the back like they'd seen a ghost. Then this woman kept stumbling up to the desk just as I thought I was almost done and interrupted me. She just kept asking random questions about where some books were and about some fiction categories. I thought she might be drunk or high the way she was fidgeting, but...I don't know." Lyle rubbed his face and then continued. "Anyways, the last time she was up here I told her I'd send somebody to help her when I could, so can you go see if she found what she was looking for? I don't want her up here bothering me, I swear I've almost got it organized this time. She's back somewhere near the far reading tables I think"

Mina...Nate thought to himself.

"Sure thing boss, I'll go check on her."

As Nate walked away, he pulled out his phone and quickly typed out a message to his girlfriend.

Mina, what's going on? Did you have something to do with Lyle?

His phone pinged in reply almost immediately.

It's all good babe. I just recruited a little bit of help. Lyle's always been bad at keeping things organized anyways.

Nate quickly typed a reply.

What kind of help, exactly?

All Nate got in reply was a winking face emoji.

"Great." He muttered aloud, then grunted when he felt a telekinetic hand grab his ass. He shook his head with a smirk and continued on towards the back reading tables.

When Nate arrived at the tables, he found them all empty except for a single woman reading what appeared to be some sort of romance book, mindlessly chewing her lower lip. When he entered the space, she suddenly jerked in her chair with a little gasp and dropped the book before quickly looking up to Nate.

"Ooh!" The woman jumped up from her seat with a little hop as the chair seemed to pull itself out from behind her. "Uh, you must be Nate!" The woman chuckled with a hint of nervousness as he approached.

"That's me." Nate answered and approached. "Is, uh, everything alright?"

He eyed the woman up and down to see if she appeared to be drunk or on something. She was a well built woman who appeared to be in her early thirties, dressed in a cream colored buttoned up cardigan that revealed an impressive bust and a floral patterned skirt seated on her firm hips that ended just below her knees. Admittedly, the woman looked sexy and a little flustered, but she did not appear to be anything more than that.

"Everything is grEAT!" She stumbled forwards a bit closer to him. "Um, I'm supposed to tell you to 'have a little faith in Mina. She knows what she's doing.'"

Nate raised an eyebrow and chuckled.

"Do you know Mina?"

"Uh, no." She laughed nervously. "I was reading and doing some writing back there when my pen suddenly started to write on its own. I could feel something, umm, touching me and it asked if I wanted to help her."

Nate looked the woman up and down to try and find any sign of if Mina was still telekinetically touching her, although it was hard to tell. His girlfriend could be pretty subtle when she wanted to be, as evidenced by the many times she had used her powers to fondle him beneath his clothes while he was at work or in public.

"I hope she's not bothering you too much."

"It was actually pretty fun." She cleared her throat and shifted her stance. "Although whoever Mina is, she can certainly be a bit assertive!"

Nate thought back to Allison on the other side of the library and wondered if she was still being telekinetically treated like Mina's toy.

"Yeah you aren't kidding." Nate scoffed.

One thing that Nate had noticed about his girlfriend was that if she was feeling particularly horny, that arousal could subconsciously reach out through her power without her control. Given what had been happening with him and Allison just now, he suspected that this woman had probably been having her own experiences with Mina's telekinesis getting a little too intimate.

"Well! If you'll excuse me..." The woman cleared her throat. "I think that I've done everything Mina wanted me to do. After all that I think I need to go, um, well I think I need to go be alone for a little bit." The woman blushed with a little smirk before turning back to the table to retrieve her bag and book.

"Yeah, Mina can have that affect on people."

Nate chuckled, before letting out a little grunt at the feeling of a telekinetic hand sliding up his thigh to momentarily grope his package over his pants. He shifted his stance as he began to feel his cock once again threaten to swell against his pants as the woman turned back to him as she made to leave.

"I'm Sandra, by the way." The woman stopped next to him with a smile and held out a hand.

Nate returned the smile and casually shook her hand.

"Nice to meet you Sandra. I'll tell Mina not to scare you away from the library."

Sandra chuckled before she suddenly tightened her grip on his hand. Her eyes widened slightly as she sucked in a small breath while her back arched slightly. She cocked her head at Nate with a look of aroused apprehension before slowly removing her hand.

"How about instead you tell Mina she should be a little more careful about touching me with her powers. I might just want to feel more!"

"Be careful what you wish for." Nate responded in a sarcastically warning tone.

With a breathless chuckle, Sandra shook her head and walked away. Nate turned to watch her leave, and as she neared the bookshelves the back of her skirt suddenly flared up behind her to expose the woman's firm and full ass that greedily swallowed up the lacy beige panties sitting tight against her hips. The imprint of an invisible hand suddenly formed on her cheeks as if a ghost was grabbing an enthusiastic handful of her backside.

"Ooh!"

Sandra jumped a bit in her stride and glanced back over her shoulder as her skirt fell back into place. She raised an eyebrow at Nate and smirked before turning back to disappear into the bookshelves. As soon as she was gone, Nate heard his phone ping with a new message.

She seems fun. Mina's message read.

Nate shook his head with a scoff before responding.

You do have a way of making new friends.

Nate began to make his way back to the reference desk when she responded.

Speaking of which, I'm just about done with Allison in the back. For now. Go give her a goodbye for me, please? This was followed by a kissing face emoji.

After Nate read the message, he felt an invisible set of lips give him a quick kiss on the neck. The image of how he had last seen Allison, moaning in pleasure as she was bent over and and assaulted by Mina's invisible forces, once again came to the front of his mind. Allison looked like she was enjoying it, but Nate decided he should probably make sure that she was actually okay. Leaving Lyle alone at the front for now, Nate began to make the detour back to the study rooms. His phone pinged again and he looked down at another message from Mina.

I gotta say, that girl can really take it.

Nate closed the phone and picked up his pace.