Lustful Affairs (Erotica)

What to do when you can see the unseen, when you can learn the secrets hidden in the depth of the mind? Personally I’d have a lot of fun with it.

So the beginning of the story is not very important but the results of what happened were. You see, I was normal person, a bit reserved, but normal. Not too popular just a couple of friends. The incident didn’t change anything except granting me a new ability, mind reading.

You may think that it’s not that great of ability, or that it wouldn’t really help much at least for a pervert like me. But you’d be wrong, it was a great ability to have and I had a lot of fun with it. Let me tell you what I did and you can judge for yourself.

My name is Tom, I’m 19 and a freshman in college or more accurately I just finished my freshman year. I had planned on staying in town and working so I can have a bit of spending money for next year. Plus, the town had a bunch of perks. First it had a college, so a bunch of hot college girls; second, it had a beach, so hot college girls in swimsuits. I got a job at a small grocery store that was right next to student housing, not dorms.

So here I am working as a cashier or stocker in a small store full of girls shopping, the store was open late to help those partying get some kind of food. I worked second shift mainly between five and 2 in the morning. The store owner was an older gentleman; he was a very nice man that reminded of my grandfather, just as perverted too. It was kind of gross but hilarious to hear him comment about a girl or two.

So back to the fun part. The incident happened right in the first week of summer break. This is how I found out about my ability.

I got up late and looked around, for some reason I could hear everyone around me a bit loud today. I didn’t think much of it, my hearing is fairly sensitive and those walls weren’t exactly sound proof. I quickly got ready and headed out. Again, I was hearing the sound of people, crowd sound. I looked around a few times and I only saw a few people moving about. “What the fuck?” I thought. I stopped and listened to some of the conversations. My mouth dropped.

What I was hearing weren’t conversations, they were thoughts. It wasn’t that hard to tell either, they were obviously private things that no one would utter out loud even when they’re alone. I looked around again and listened in on a female voice, “Uh, he’s at it again. Dam it I don’t want to give him a blow job right now. Can’t he hold on for a little while without thinking or asking something perverted?”

Again my mouth was open and I was in shock. I focused harder on that voice and something better happened. I wasn’t just hearing her; I was seeing what she was seeing. She was looking in the mirror in a bathroom with only a bra and thong on. She wasn’t bad looking at all and I felt my junior quickly wake up looking for a new prey. I made a mental note of her name, Kristin, and her location and continued my walk to work.

It was weird how I can hear the most private and intimate thoughts of people that I’ve never met or seen nor will. I tried to close my ears but it didn’t help, so I tried to close my mind’s ear and that seemed to work. The voices slowly drifted away and were almost all gone except for the very powerful ones, like, “fuck fuck fuck, dam it I did it again I need to move this fucking table.” Was someone that stubbed their toe? Or even better, “oh fuck oh yes, fuck me harder, I said harder…” was a girl’s thought stream complete with inner mind video of someone fucking her while she was actually masturbating.

I tried harder and closed my mind completely and it was finally quiet until I bumped into a girl on the side walk. It was a torrent of sound and images that flooded my mind for the span of the contact. I stopped and tried to close my mind again; it was harder this time but I finally managed. I tried to remember some of the things I saw and heard but it was pretty hard since there was so much in so little time. I had my fists clinched in my pocket holding whatever was in it and I was thinking if only I can put that on a computer or something.

I finally arrived at the store with repetition of all those encounters. I was trying so hard to close my mind’s ear that I closed my own ear and didn’t hear the owner calling me. Finally I heard him calling my name and turned, “Are you ok? You don’t look so well?”

“Oh, I’m fine just a little headache.”

“Are you sure you’re ok? You can take the day off if you need to”

“No, I’ll be fine; I can’t let you work all day especially in your old age like that.” I said with a smile. I wasn’t being rude, we made fun of each other all the time and he always laughed when I made fun of his age since he talks about how young he is.

“Hey, I can work three times the amount of time you can, I just don’t want to because I have things do or honeys to do.”

“Sure thing gramps.”

He headed to the back limping slightly and came back out with his lunch box and hat. “There is a hot girl in isle 2, she’ll be here any minutes now; say hi to her for me.” He whispered on his way out.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Sure enough, within a couple of minutes, a very hot girl walked up to check out. She was about my height with very nice hair, eyes and lips. Then my eyes took in the rest of her covered by her sweatshirt and pants. her figure was that of someone practicing sports? I’m not sure. She very nice set of breasts that show up even through the sweat shirt. The pants were tight around her showing all her very fine curves.

“Hi, did you find everything OK?”

“Yes.” She said without even cracking a smile. I wasn’t sure if she was pissed at the world, or if there was something else bothering her. I couldn’t help it; I had to peek in her mind. “Damn that asshole; I’ll kill him when I see him. I couldn’t even use the bathroom today because he used the last tp and didn’t replace it or say anything.”

The rambling was going on for a while about her roommate/boyfriend. “The fucker wants to sleep with me and that’s all he wants I need to dump him or something, I need a better roommate.” Again the rant continued on for a while. I was scanning the items slowly while noticing her agitation and the fact that she wasn’t able to stand up straight properly.

“Sorry to ask, but is there something on my face?” she looked at me blankly. “Like a bug or something?”

“No why?”

“Well, you’ve been staring for a while and acting like I’m turning into a monster or something. Plus you’ve been balling your fists as if readying to attack.” She looked down at her balled fists and smiled back at me.

“No, I’m just frustrated with my roommate and I was thinking about beating him up.”

“Oh nice, let me know when and where I’d like to see it.” She laughed and her thought stream steadied and brightened. “I hate to ask, but do you have a bathroom I can use?”

“Sure, if you don’t mind a guy’s bathroom we have one in the back through those doors right there.” I pointed at the back room. She smiled and turned to go but turned back and handed me the credit card and ran. I saw her run through the swinging doors and followed the rest with my mind.

“I shouldn’t have relaxed; I almost farted right in front of him. I can’t believe I’m almost shitting myself.” I heard her thought stream. I tried not to listen to the rest of it and give her privacy so I focused on scanning the rest of her stuff. I had all her stuff in bags and in the small cart ready for her. Ten minutes later, she slowly walked out of the bathroom looking more relaxed but fully red in the face.

I saw how red and embarrassed she was and when I peeked into her mind it confirmed what I guessed. “So, did you light a candle in there to cover the smell?” I said with a grin on my face. She turned and her red face turned even redder.

“Well I …” she stopped when she saw me laugh.

“Don’t worry about it I’m just teasing. You look in better spirit than you did ten minutes ago. But I had to get you to smile somehow and it looks like it worked. Now you can plan properly for revenge on your roommate.”

She smiled again and, “Thank you. You’re a life saver. Do me a favor and don’t go in there for a while, I don’t want you to remember me by the smell. Plus you may pass out from oxygen deprivation if you go in there now.” We laughed and she took her cart after thanking me again.

“Oh, I’m Sally by the way.”

“Pleasure to meet you Sally, my name is Tom.” She extended her hand to shake mine and I moved my hand to hers but I stopped an inch short, “Did you wash it properly?” I asked seriously, but I smiled and I grabbed her hand after I saw the shock on her face.

“I’ll remember this and I’ll pay you back too.” She threatened with a smile. “You wouldn’t like what I’d charge.” I said quietly. She smiled and stuck her tongue out and licked her lip before walking out. Now I was very excited.