Chapter 1

Bob was 14 when he first became aware of a couple of things, the first being girls, girls, girls. Next he had stumbled one rainy afternoon in the basement of his parents home on to his father's Playboy collection. The second thing he realized at even an earlier age was he could climb into the minds of other people and get them to do his bidding.

He was about 12 years old cleaning his room whwn his sister came to ask him something, and because his room was such a mess when she came in he wished desperately for her to help him pick up the clutter, and she had.

It seemed to him at the time she just had volunteered out of the goodness of our heart. He had gladly accepted her offer of help, becaused the quicker he was able to get done the sooner he was going to be able to go play ball with his other friends in the neighborhood. Up to that point in his life Bob was obsessed with sports and nothing else.

After finding his father's Playboy's a new obsession began to grow, tits tits and more tits. It was a wonderland for him, seeing the beautiful models in various stages of undress, and with the puberty hormones beginning to flow through his prepubescent body Bob had become a very focused individual.

It was on the eve of his 13th birthday, a rainy summer afternoon, when the second incident of his abilities had transpired. Bob had been parked in the living room watching cartoons when Sal his mom had crossed the room heading to the front door to check the mail delivery. When she walked by he glanced at her profile and watched her breasts bounce as she crossed in front of him. She returned from the mailbox with damp clothing, a cloudburst while she had been walking to the mailbox at the end of the drive. She had been wearing one of his father's whiteT-shirts which had become translucent. When she crossed the threshold Bob's eyes were drawn to her breasts, he could see them, for the first time in his life he saw the woman his mother was. She hadn't been wearing a bra, her half dollar sized, dark brown aureolas were plainly visible to him, and because of the cool damp air in the house her nipples had grown and were poking out it seemed like they wanted to escape the confines of her shirt.

While she was removing her wet shoes she glanced at Bob and saw where his eyes were now fixated. "I am going to change," she told him, "after I shower."

As she walked past him he thought to himself, I sure would like to see those hooters mom. He hadn't given it a second thought until she came back into the room wrapped in a towel, she spoke to him making sure she had his attention, and when she was sure she had it, she made an effort to accidentally stumble in front of him causing her to drop the towel a few feet in front of him. She had wanted to do it, she wasn't sure why, she just wanted to show her son her ample bosom. She quickly realized what she was doing and as soon as she had she grabbed the towel and quickly covered herself again.

"Sorry about that Bob." She had managed to stutter out "if you go anywhere while I'm in the shower knock on the door and tell me where you're going."

"Oh okay mom." His eyes were glued to the towel hoping it would drop again, and damned if it didn't. Once again the objects of his attention had become exposed to him.Sal was now showing him the upper part of her body very willfully and couldn't believe herself. She turned and left the room lost in her embarrassment and headed for the bathroom. The testosterone that recently started flooding his body kicked in and his dick began to grow. When he heard the shower begin to start running he got to his feet and headed to the bathroom door, he knocked and when she answered him he cracked the door a couple of inches and told her he was going to his buddy Tim's house.

"Okay honey" she responded "be back around six for dinner."

When Sal heard the bathroom door close she waited for a few minutes giving Bob time enough to get out of the house she took stock in what exactly she had just done. She had no idea why she had felt it was so important to flash a second time all she knew was she just had had too.

Sal certainly was no exhibitionist for crying out loud she thought it was her son. The fleeting effects of his mental manipulation had left her hornier than she had ever been in her entire life. As the water washed over her and she began to soap her body her hands began to manipulate her breasts and nipples and shortly thereafter switched to her vagina and clitoris, quickly bringing herself to a satisfying orgasm. What she was unaware of Bob had'nt left and was now standing just outside the bathroom doorway listening to her pleasure herself. He wasn't sure what she was doing but his body knew this was something he was going to have to discover.

When her moaning had stopped he stealthily turned and headed out the back door to walk through the woods to his friends house. When he was sure he was out of sight from any prying eyes he dropped his shorts and began to stroke his youthful cock. Like billions of males before him he had discovered masturbation, fortunately for him it wasn't a long drawn out process his penis began to erupt shooting a small cum load onto the ground beneath him. He had no idea what his mother had been doing or what it was all about all he knew was what he was doing must have felt awful damn good. He grabbed his shorts, pulled them up and quickly covered himself, he had ben unaware his sister who was walking through the woods heading in the other direction had witnessed the whole thing.

This is a part of the story you have to advance exactly 3 years to the eve of Bob's 16th birthday. Now a junior in high school and certainly no ladies man but he had dated a few girls and had managed to retain his virginity. Not by choice but by circumstance, he had never had the chance, other than a few make out sessions to be intimate with any of his dates.

The bell rang signaling the end of the school day, Bob had his mother's car so he was in no hurry to make it to the front door with the other students to catch a bus. He stared out the window that overlooked the athletic fields and track and other than the few joggers doing loops there wasn't much to see.

"Hello Bob?" His teacher asked, "is anybody in their?"Bob turned to face the questioning voice at the front of the classroom and there stood Mrs. Moody. "Oh I'm sorry" he replied, "I was just daydreaming."

"It's okay Robert" Mrs. Moody replied to him "I have some exams to grade so take your time there's no hurry for you to leave."

For his 16 years Bob had developed very well. He was just over 6 feet tall and very muscular and to him because his complexion was now beginning to clear he felt he was pretty attractive too. His eyes now focused on Mrs. Moody she had to be fortyish and he was sure she must have been a real attractive and sought after one when she was his age. She still looked very nice even though 40-ish was ancient to him.

He had managed so he thought like most boys his age to undress the woman sitting before him, what he was unaware of was that most girls and definitely most women could tell exactly what he was doing glancing at her out of the corner of his eye. Mrs. Moody was flattered she still managed to keep even a 16-year-old attention. She was fortunate because she had managed to take care of herself physically over the years, that and the fact she had good genes, so granted she had a few strands of gray in her hair, and her tits and ass both sagged a bit she still looked pretty good for a woman of 46.

Bob had learned of his telepathic gift over the span of the last three years. And he wasn't sure where the discretion had come from but he was convinced it was something he had learned to use and control. He had to fight the urges to abuse his gift with the girls he dated, but he instinctively knew he couldn't reveal it or take advantage of it. If anyone found out he was convinced he would be thrown in the laboratory or some other perhaps even some governmental institution, to study.

He couldn't really read the minds of other people but he had the ability to plant thoughts into their minds to get what he wanted.

It was at that point Bob decided he wanted a better look at Mrs. Moody's body. He understood he would have to be very discreet because of their age difference he knew she could get into a lot of trouble. With that in mind he directed the thought towards her, gather your work, ask me to help you carry that work to your car, have me sit in the car with you, then undress completely. Finally drive to some remote place and let me do as I please. Beg me to fuck you, be satisfied when I allow you to suck me.

Bob had never tried to plant so many thoughts at once into anyone, he was pretty sure the volume of commands would be obeyed, what he wasn't sure of was what would happen afterwards, would she remember? Bob wasn't sure he figured today is going to be the day for him to find out if he could take things this far. He was sure if all went well there would be nothing denied him and nothing beyond his control. "Bob" Mrs. Moody said "would you please help me carry a few things out to my car"?

"Sure thing Mrs. M." he replied, he gathered his stuff on his desktop and headed towards the front of the classroom. When he got to Mrs. Moody's desk he noticed her fumbling with her shirt, he was very pleased to see she had undone the top two buttons and he could see she had opened the collar to expose her cleavage to him. Mrs. Moody had no idea why she was acting this way, this was so totally beyond anything she would ever dream of doing. I'm a married woman she thought, very happily married!

Bob arrived at her desk she leaned forward and exposing more of herself to him than she ever would have dreamed of doing before this moment, he's just a boy she thought to herself, and the next thought she had was a boy I need inside of me. "Come on Bob." She said to him handing him a couple of textbooks "follow me out to my car, I've got something I need to show you..." She stood in front of him and quickly exited the classroom. Bob following her. They made a quick exit and headed out the door to her car. Mrs. Moody put a little extra wiggle in her walk hoping to entice him. When they got to the car she unlocked the passengers door and told him to get in. Bob quickly complied. She walked around the front of the car and opened her door, she tossed the papers her purse and her briefcase onto the floor of her car and then got in. Once she had seated herself she leaned forwards and removed her shoes. She's going to do it she's going to undress right here Bob.thought, but there were too many people around, in order to prevent anyone seen what he had planned he quickly planted the thought in her head to drive off to the remote spot she was thinking of before she finished undressing. Mrs. Moody grabbed the keys up off of the console she had placed them there when she had entered the car and started the car, she put it in gear and made a hasty exit from the parking lot. She drove the 5 miles to her home and then turned onto her long tree-lined driveway and parked her car. "Don't say a word Bob, this was what I wanted to show you." She said to him, she lifted her ass as she was unfastening her skirt and then slid it down her legs and over her feet. All she was wearing now was his shirt and bra beneath it and her panties, she was also wearing thigh high stockings, she finished unbuttoning her shirt slipped it off and then leaning forward unhooked her bra slipped it off also she hadn't said a word since parking the car until she said, "help me slide my panties down Bob." Bob leaned over when she lifted her hips he took hold of them and slid them down her legs, she pushed his hands away and finished removing them. Bob leaned back in his seat and stared at them now naked Mrs. Moody before him, he could see tiny droplets of milk leaking from her nipples, Mrs. Moody had delivered a new daughter over the summer vacation, milky tits he thought to himself this was a bonus he had prepared himself for. He stared down at her pussy, it was without a doubt the hairiest thing he had ever seen, granted he had never seen any real one before only the ones that were neatly trimmed in the various magazines he had seen, never a forest like he was seeing now. As soon as her panties were clear of her legs and she parted them a little Bob could smell her excitement.