I guess the biggest thing I regretted about my little drinking episode was missing the meeting with Teri. So when Teri showed up at my doorstep a week later, I more than happily let her in for a.... chat.
"So, you here on business or pleasure?" I asked her with a suggestive grin as we sat down on the living room's couch
"Both, actually," she said letting her eyes roam the room.
"Oh?" I said, realizing she wasn't really here for a fuck.
"Yeah. If you can turn yourself invisible, can you do the same to me?"
"Uhm, well..." I hesitated, not really sure where this was leading.
She finally looked at me, then gave me this very seductive yet business like look while her hand petted my crotch.
"If you help me with a little problem I have, I'll make it worth your trouble," she said, finding my dick responding very nicely to her hand's movements. "Uhhh... I think we can come to some kind of arrangement.. But there's more to it than you think," I said, leaning back and relaxing.
"Like?" she said, lifting my legs up onto the couch, making sure my cock wasn't left unstimulated for more than a second.
"Well like I would have to be with you," I said, enjoying the handling she was giving me.
"Oh? You're not just trying to make me have to take you along, are you?" she said, unzipping my jeans, finding to her surprise I hadn't worn anything underneath.
"No, nothing like that," I said, spreading my legs a bit more so my dick came free of the flap. My one eye monster started rising up from its lair, and before her nerve could get a chance to give out, I said, "You see, I wasn't really invisible. I just made you think you couldn't see me."
"Huh?" she said, taking her eyes off my half risen member to look at my face. "You mean you just tricked us?"
"No, not tricked. Just made your mind ignore where I was sorta. I just made you not see me, that's all."
"So what's the difference," she said, looking back down at my dick before taking a grip of it like a joystick.
"The difference is, I could make people unable to see you, but I would have to do it to each person, and things like security cameras would see us as plain as day."
"It's not like I want to go rob a bank or anything," she said, experimenting with different holds and trying some jerking motions out.
"I'm glad to hear that. So are you going to tell me? Or are you planning to wait until I beg you to blow me and have me agree to whatever you want."
"Your penis is a lot different than the one I've played with before," she said, changing the topic and moving her head closer to it.
"It's not really any different than the standard issue. What was his like?"
"Smaller. It was a while back. He hadn't even started growing hair under his arms yet," she said with a distant smile.
"I take it you two did more than just feel each other's privates," I said.
"Terry was afraid to do anything more than touch. I hadn't even kissed another human being until Nancy let me join the group and showed me how. You're the first guy I've even seen naked since seventh grade, let alone the first I ever actually tasted."
Her hand had worked my dick up to its hardest form, and I wasn't in the speaking mood as she edged her face closer and closer to it.
I got a vibe from her that told me she was working herself up to do it, but she didn't really want to, or at least not to me anyway. So before she could commit herself, I said her name and locked my eyes on hers to form an empathic connection.
I felt her deep desire for something or someone pushing her to do what she had to do to get my help. I refrained from using my telepathic abilities to find out the details, having decided to try and cool it with them until I got out of hot water with my mom. But I did command my hardon to go down, and I felt her relief mix with her despair.
"Did I do something wrong?" she said confused.
"No, I did. I almost took advantage of.. Hey! I'll help you. You don't have to do that," I said when her tongue licked my flaccid member long ways.
"Shit," I said, feeling how nice her mouth and tongue felt. For a first timer, Teri wasn't all bad. She got my dick back up to full hardness very quickly, and was making some really nice sucking and licking sounds.
Without really thinking about it, I peeked in her head to see what she was getting from it. I found that while she hadn't actually done it before, she had often thought about doing it, eventually finding it her strongest turn on. But she still had strong feelings for the boy with the similar name as hers, and had only been nervous about trying it on someone who wasn't him.
But now she was living an old fantasy, one which she would relive many times after trying it with me. She licked it up and down for several minutes, painting it with her spit and breath. Then she explored my scrotum and eventually gently sucked each testicle into her mouth to bathe them with her saliva.
Teri's tongue returned to licking my cock up and down, then lapped up the precum that oozed out my piss slit like it was sweet nectar from a honeysuckle bloom. Once that was gone, she began teasing the crown with her tongue, then suddenly took it inside her mouth and started sucking with vigor.
Her inexperience started to show there, finding her sucking without much rhythm and having no other motion besides the strong suction she was supplying. I realized she believed she could just suck it out of me like that, so I gently started to pull her head up then down, and she quickly got the idea.
After a minute of unsteady bobbing up and down, she pulled herself out from underneath my legs and got between them on her knees. We quickly decided to move to the floor, finding the couch getting very confining, and while we were at it, Teri pulled my pants the rest of the way off and grasped each of my ass cheeks as she began her bobbing again.
Every time she sensed I was getting close, she stopped and started to simply lick my cock again. I began noticing how one of her hands would let go of my ass to disappear beneath her, and finally I used my foot to check her crotch, finding her hand beneath the material.
As she rested from her latest round of humping my dick with her mouth, she permitted me to rub her groin with my foot, and eventually started to lose herself in it by meeting my rubs with some extra pressure.
Teri was somewhat reluctant however when I moved into a sixty-nine position. But once my fingers were carefully working on stimulating her clit through her clothes, she became very pliable, and forgot about my dick for several minutes.
But as I coaxed her still covered groin down to my face, she suddenly remembered it and started to lick it once more. She gasped when I started to dig into her crotch with my nose, then found the fresh supply of precum I had been drooling out. I echoed her gasp from below as her tongue worked on my sensitive cockhead, then began the slow process of pulling her jean-shorts down without letting on I was doing so, and finally managed to undo the snap and fly while she concentrated on bobbing her head.
The moment I began sucking on her wet silk panties, she accidentally swallowed my dick from her gulp. I wasn't sure who had the greatest reason to wiggling in their pleasure, but we both did it, and after pausing a moment to catch out breath, we tried it again.
I couldn't believe how quickly she had learned how to deep throat, but even though this thought occupied some portion of my thoughts, most of my attention was devoted to sucking her slowly humping crotch. And when she started to strain her pussy against my mouth, I knew she was getting close to cumming.
The next chance I had, I slipped my tongue beneath the cloth of her panties and began licking the edges of her slit. She paused and shuddered a moment, then took my prick deep into her throat while applying an incredible amount of suction.
The surge of pleasure from my crotch drove my tongue straight into her cunt, just before my spunk started to flow. I fucked her pussy as best as I could while she pulled my dick head from her throat and started to sucking my cum into her mouth as fast as she could.
After my dick stopped its spasming, she let it drop from her mouth and started to gasp and grind her crotch into my face. I had to hold her ass to prevent her growing thrusts from hurting me, and had to recoil my tongue after I almost bit it off. My invisible tongue took its place, and as it probed even deeper than my real one could, Teri's orgasm washed through her.
She collapsed on top of me when she was finished, then after getting her breath back, she started cleaning up her face and my dick. During her thorough cleaning of my crotch, my dick not surprisingly recovered and was ready for another go.
But it wasn't meant to be. Just as I started to lap her fresh supply of pussy juice, my mother poked her head in the room and said, "Are you two going to eat dinner here when you finish? Or am I eating alone tonight?"
The squawk I made was almost as high pitched as the shriek Teri made. Even though my mom and I have seen the other have sex before, I still got embarrassed and a little upset about her seeing me, especially when it was with someone new. So as Teri desperately pulled her panties and shorts back up, all I could do was turn red and say "Uhm...Uhmm.... I..I..."
"I'll take that as a no," she said.
Teri's obvious astonished and envious stare at my mother's nude body brought a sweet smile to my moms face, and then she added, "But you are very welcome to stay for dinner if you like."
"I.. I'd like to, but... I have to go now," Teri said, getting up, never taking her eyes off my mom.
My mom slipped back around the corner without another word, and I struggled to my feet long enough to pull Teri down to the couch.
"I really should go," Teri said nervously.
"I'm sorry if my mom spooked ya. She didn't mean any harm. She's used to going around the house nude... and, well, it's her home too and..."
"You don't have to explain," she said. "But I really do have to go. I'll be in deep trouble if I'm late for dinner again this week."
She was looking at my soft cock, yet trying to appear like she wasn't, then looked up at my face when I took her hand in mine.
"Tell me what you came here for," I said looking her straight in the eyes.
Her gaze fell back to my dick, then she sighed and said, "I'm not sure anymore. Ever since I moved away from Terry, I've been waiting for him... I just wanted to see him again without him knowing I was there and..."
"Huh? Back up a little. Why don't you want him to see you?"
She looked at me with a slight look of fear, then sighed and said, "You have to
swear never to tell another soul. I'm not supposed to ever tell anyone..."
"I swear," I said, a little surprised at how serious she meant her words. "I'm good at keeping secrets."
(Er, well, I guess I'm telling all now, aren't I? But it doesn't matter any longer. I've taken care of that.)
"I was born with the name Karen Garrison, and didn't start going by Teri until about three years ago. My dad saw something that someone didn't want him to see, and after they blew his car up, he went to the feds... Anyway, we were given new names and identities, and we moved here. They didn't even let me say good bye to.." she said, tearing up.
I waited for her to continue while rubbing her back to comfort her. She took a deep breath and said, "I don't know what he thinks happened to me. I'm so scared he hates me or something that I wanted to find out before I let him see me."
"I don't understand something," I said when she didn't continue any further. "Why are you all of a sudden anxious to find out after waiting three years?"
"Because a couple of months ago, he moved here. He only lives three blocks away from me, and knowing he's so close without being able to even let him see me is killing me. I was lucky to notice him walking his dog from my window, otherwise we might have met on the corner or something. I'm a nervous wreck from trying to avoid him at school. I've colored my hair and changed my hair cut, but I know he'll recognize me if he gets a good look at my face."
"So you wanted me to make you invisible... to do what? Sneak into his house at night and whisper things in his ear while he sleeps?"
"I don't know.. But when you vanished in front of my eyes... You're right, though. What am I going to do? If I don't tell him and he finds out on his own, he'll never forgive me."
I looked up at the clock, then did a quick scan of Teri's mind to see if she was telling me everything I needed to know. I only found her holding back her dying hope of sucking him off while he couldn't see her, and understood why she wouldn't tell me that part.
"Do you think he's home?" I said, thinking about what I wanted to do.
"What, now?" she said, a little unsure.
"Yes, now."
"Probably. He spends most of his time after school up in his room doing homework."
"Heh. Sounds like you've been doing a little spying on him... You said he lives close to your house, right? Let's drop by your place and have some grub, then head over to his joint and play ghost."
"Oh," she said with mixed feelings. "I mean, I don't want to sound ungrateful or anything, but I'm not sure if my mom will like me bringing someone home for dinner without advance notice.."
"Don't worry about it. She'll be absolutely thrilled."
I followed her home in my car and parked behind her in the driveway, getting a nice view of her ass while she gathered her books from the floor of the back seat.
"Shit," she said, under her breath after shutting her car door and checking her watch. "We're fifteen minutes late."
"No were not. We're right on time," I grinned.
"No, you don't understand," she said, nervously glancing at the movement in a window.
I followed her eyes and found her mother peering out through a small break of the curtains just before the gap was pulled shut.
"You can set your watch by my mom. Dinner is ready at five thirty on the dot, no exceptions, no excuses. The only thing she gets more upset about being late for dinner is having uninvited guests over."
I felt her mother's eyes on us again, but couldn't determine where she was peeking out at. But as we stepped up onto the front porch, I found her mind as she was just about to open the front door.
But instead of the raging mad mother Teri had expected, we were greeted with a warm smile.
"You're just in time," her mother said, holding the door open for us. "Dinner is running a little late, but should be ready in about five minutes."
Teri's mouth dropped open, then managed to find her voice to say, "I'm sorry for being late again, mom. It took longer than I thought to finish our homework. Tim's mom had to work late, and I sort of invited him to eat with us... But if there isn't enough..."
"Oh, don't be silly!" she fussed. "I'm absolutely thrilled you finally got the nerve up to ask someone home for dinner. You know, she hasn't even gone out on a date since Jr. High.." she said matter of fact like to me.
"Really?" I said, giving the astonished Teri a wink while her mother took my arm in hers and led us towards the dining room.
Once we were settled in at the table and the food was starting to be passed around, Teri leaned over and whispered, "What did you do to her?"
"Me? What makes you think I did anything?" I said, not hiding my grin.
"Come on. The last time I saw her this happy about sitting down to dinner with someone else at the table was.... Before the you know what."
"Yes, ma'am. I'll try anything that looks that good," I said answering her mother instead of her. I waited as a generous portion of a casserole was dipped out onto my plate, finding it had all sorts of strange looking vegetables in it, then cursed myself for having overdone the flattery bit when I discovered it didn't really look all that great.
Teri and her younger brother were both grinning at me as I took a bite, and after finding the taste not as bad as I had expected, I figured what the hell and sent a few commands to my own taste processing center, making it taste like a pizza with everything on it.
I ignored the looks I got from Teri, her brother, and her father as I chowwed down on what was probably the healthiest pizza I would ever eat, and then watched them eat while I sat back with a full tummy and an empty plate. Even Teri's mom was a bit astonished by my response to the casserole. Apparently she had never seen anyone enjoy her favorite dish except for her sister and father, and even they had never shoveled it down like I had.
"Ahhh, that was <burp> 'scuse me, that was good. Man, I'm so full I probably could curl up on the couch and fall asleep in a second," I said sleepily.
"You can have mine, if you want it," Teri's brother, Kevin, muttered, spinning his already loaded fork around in the middle of his still full plate.
"You eat your own, and maybe you'll grow up strong and healthy like Tim here is," his mother scolded before taking my plate into the kitchen.
"If I had to eat stuff like that, I'd rather be a weakling," he said even softer. "You didn't really like it, did you?" he asked me.
"What, don't you like pizza?" I said with a grin.
"Pizza?" Kevin and Teri said, looking at their plates of gooey casserole.
"This doesn't taste anything like pizza," Kevin said after taking a small bite.
"It's just how you look at it," I said, pulling a red slice of some kind of fleshy vegetable from Teri's plate beside me. "First you have to look for the things that look similar to what you find on a pizza. This," I said, holding the red slice over my mouth, "is pepperoni," then promptly took a bite out of it.
"The noodles are like the bread, and there actually is cheese in it," I pointed out. "You have to use your imagination a little, but once you start seeing how it resembles pizza, then you start telling yourself it is pizza while you're eating it. If you keep trying to taste the pizza in it, you'll start getting little flashes of it tasting like pizza. The harder you try, the more it will taste like pizza, and pretty soon it doesn't taste like anything else."
Both Kevin and Teri were concentrating while chewing it, but it was their father who suddenly gasped and said, "I can't believe it. For a moment, it did taste like pizza."
Their mom came back in from the kitchen and sat down to finish her own plate. She was just about to take a bite when she noticed the look of concentration on the other's faces.
"I think I'm starting to taste it too," Teri announced before taking a bigger mouthful.
"Owhh!" Kevin whined. "How come I haven't tasted it yet?"
"Taste what?" his mother asked.
"Pizza. Tim said he made it taste like pizza, and that's why he could eat it."
"That's not exactly.." I protested.
"It's working!" Teri exclaimed. "It's really starting to taste like pizza!"
"OWHHH!" Kevin whined even louder before looking down at his plate to give it a really hard powerful stare.
Then suddenly Kevin blinked and looked at his fork.
"I know why! You don't eat pizza with a fork," he said setting it down. "You eat it with your hands!"
Before anyone could stop him, he scooped some up off his plate with his right hand and took a bite. His look of surprise was quickly replaced with a wild grin, then plopped the remaining handful back on the plate and started taking mouthfuls right off the plate.
"Kevin! Stop that! You're making a mess!" his mother yelled.
But then his father tried it, followed by Teri, she sighed and watched them pig out.
"I can't believe mom was the last one to finish eating!" Teri exclaimed after we pulled out of her driveway. "OH! You never did say what you did to her."
"Oh yeah. Sorry. Your mom was pretty shook up from the car bomb and stuff. I just helped her forget some of the fear she had of someone finding you guys, and she did the rest. Which house is it?" I said, as we entered the street.
"Uhm, its the third on the left. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea."
"Don't start getting nervous on me. You came to me, remember? I'm here and ready to go, and if that's his room, I have the feeling he's up there."
"Why do you say that," she said, not seeing anything through the window.
"Like I said. I have a feeling," I said, spotting who was obviously his dad coming around from the back and heading into their garage. "Come on. We've got ourselves a way in without having to ring the door bell."
I almost forgot to send the invisible commands before we entered the rather crowded garage. The man was trying to find something in one of several boxes left over from the move, and was muttering under his breath about how nothing was ever easy.
I planted the idea that it might be inside, then followed him into the basement which was where the garage was attached. All three of us were climbing the stairs to the main floor when he suddenly realized it couldn't be up there and we had to make a fast retreat back down.
Once he had went back outside, Teri and I proceeded to the main floor, finding his mother cooking chicken on the stove. Then after we got around two little girls playing dolls at the base of the second floor stairs, we finally arrived at the door where I felt Terry was.
I was still attempting to figure out how to prepare her for what was behind the door when we both jumped from his mother yelling up the stairs that dinner was ready.
We heard loud whispers and scrambling inside the room, and I saw Teri's eyes go wide when she heard two different sets of zippers go up inside. Before she could react any further, the door opened and I got my first look at Terry and his buddy.
"Yeah, Christen was definitely coming on to me yesterday. Man I wish Rachel was out of town next week instead of this week. I'm sure if I tried hard enough, Christen would come around by next week enough that she would have done it. Man, if you hadn't come along, I think I would have gone nuts without some kind of.. you know."
"Shit. Nothing to it. I'm just paying you back for last month," his friend said as they went down the stairs.
"Oh my God," she said, clearly in shock. "He's... He's...."
"Fooling around, yeah. Looks like he got over his fear about doing anything more than touch." I said stepping in to his room.
The walls were plastered by scantily clothed girls on top of cars, the bed was unmade and the covers on the floor. The edge of the Penthouse they had been enjoying was just sticking out a bit from underneath the bed, and I managed to nudge it out of sight before Teri came over and sat down on the bed with disappointment.
"And I thought he would wait for me too. I've been so stupid."
"Oh, I don't know," I said when something caught my eye. "I think he still feels something for you. And I wouldn't take what he said too seriously. Guys like to talk like they have girls lined up waiting for them. Rachel isn't out of town. She broke up with him when he tried to feel her up."
I was standing in front of some shelves above his desk with my back turned to her, but could feel the confusion that must have been showing on her face.
"What do you mean, he still feels something for me?" she finally asked getting up and walking over to me.
I just nodded at a picture frame that contained what had to be a picture cut out of a yearbook. The long and straight haired little girl indeed looked a lot different than the older short and curly haired young woman beside me, but the nose, the eyes, and the cheeks were the one and the same.
"I... He..." she choked out as she picked up the framed picture and studied it carefully.
After she let a few tears run down her cheek, she sniffed and set the picture back where it had come from. Her mouth kept breaking out into a wide grin after the last one faded away as she recalled some of the moments they had shared.
"Well, I guess this means you won't be needing my help any more," I said.
"What? Yes I do! Please?"
"Okay, but you found out what you wanted to know. I'm not really willing to do much more."
"Just stay with me until I figure out what to do. If in an hour I still don't know how to break it to him, then we can leave. But please, just give me a little time to let me see what he's like."
I sighed, then sat down on the bed and said, "Okay. You didn't happen to notice where the bathroom is, did you?"
"Down the hall by the stairs," she said, looking at some other photos sitting on the shelf beside hers.
While I was peeing and checking out the Penthouse I had snagged, I heard someone come back up the stairs and go down the hall. I confirmed it was Terry who had already finished eating and was going to him room to finish checking out the Penthouse I had in my hands.
"Shit," I said as I stood and pulled my pants up, quickly flushing and opening the door. I got out into the hall in time to see his door shut and hear the click of the lock, then hustled over to the door while digging out the little screwdriver on my key chain to unlock the door.
"Where the hell did it go?" Terry muttered from under the bed.
Teri wasn't anywhere to be seen, and after planting the Penthouse right beside him under the sheets, I scanned the room and found her hiding in the closet.
I walked over and whispered, "What are you doing in there? Checking for moths?"
"I didn't want to risk him seeing me," she said coming out on the open side of the closet door.
"Oh," I replied, realizing she still didn't understand how the invisible stuff worked.
Terry got up and sat down on the bed in a huff, not having found the magazine even though its left corner had been uncovered.
"Nothing is easy, Karen. How many time have I told you that," he said staring at the framed picture. "You know that one chick I was telling you about? The one who reminds me of you? I was going to try and talk to her today after school, but she didn't hang around like usually does. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow."
Karen/Teri and I stood there watching him staring at the picture for a few minutes, then he suddenly broke out of his daze and got up to go to his desk. But his foot landed on the covered Penthouse on the first step he took, and a moment later he was on his back with a thump.
The groan he made announced he had hurt himself kind of bad, and both Teri and I dived over to him to see what was wrong.
"Fuck.." he moaned as he closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. "Shit, Karen. I must have really hurt my head. For a moment I thought you were here in the room with me."
"I am, Terry, I'm right here," Karen said, taking his other hand.
Terry froze, then opened his eyes and looked at her.
"Hi," Karen said with a giant smile and tears rolling down her face.
Terry gasped and started to back away as his face went white with shock and fright.
"Terry! Its okay!" Karen cried out, getting upset from his response.
"Are... Are you real?" he finally said after his head stopped throbbing from his sudden movements.
I was busily trying to figure out what happened, why he could see and hear her, when he gasped and cried out, "No! Karen, don't leave me again!"
"I'm right here!" she cried, taking his hand back into hers and kissing it.
His eyes were looking around wildly as he grasped on to her invisible hand like it was life itself.
"Tim.. let him see me!" Karen cried to me.
I felt myself starting to turn red for not having thought of that myself as I canceled the commands that made his mind ignore our images. The moment his eyes locked on hers, they only stared at each other for a few moments before they both moved into a desperate hug.
I sat on the bed for nearly five minutes watching them blubber in each others arms. After wiping my nose for the sixth time, I decided it was time for me to go.
As I closed the bedroom door behind me, I heard the telltale sound of a zipper being undone. I almost turned around to go watch, but then decided I had enough of being a ghost and made my way out to my car.
Before I started the engine, I checked on their progress. Not only were they both naked, but they had already taken each other's virginity, afraid that if they didn't do it while they had the chance, they may might just wake up and find it had just been a dream.
I find it strange that a few days later ghosts and dreams would dominate my thoughts, but in a totally different way, mostly because it was undeniably real.