I can only think what has happened to me, is due to a bump on the head.
I had been at work as usual that Thursday afternoon, nothing was out of the ordinary, it was just a regular day. I do remember that my pen fell off my desk and rolled underneath the drawers. I bent down to pick it up but it was right at the back so I got on my knees and crawled under to retrieve the pen. Once I had it in my hand I reversed out of the desk recess and went to stand up.
Ouch, fucking hell! I managed to stand up vigorously rubbing my head which was quickly developing a bump of golf ball proportions. Jeez Louise, I had slammed my head in to the metal framework of the desk and boy, did it hurt.
Cursing my stupidity I resumed my work until about quarter to six, when I decided that I'd had enough for the day. Logging off my computer, putting on my coat and locking my office door, I set off for the tube home. I work in Kensington and have to take the Circle Line to Victoria before getting a train to my home in Dartford. As usual I had to wait a while for the right train to turn up but I was pleasantly surprised that it was quite empty and I was able to get a seat.
I slumped on to the seat and scanned the sports pages of the evening paper but glancing up to check out what station we had stopped at I noticed a beautiful Japanese girl sitting opposite me. She must have been in her early twenties I guess and was wearing a baggy blue T-shirt, a mini skirt and a pair of those ridiculously thick soled shoes. The ones with about 3" of crepe sole which makes the wearer look like an act out of a circus when they walk.
What really caught my attention was that although she had a small ruck sack on her lap, she was sitting with her legs parted slightly and I was sure that I caught a glimpse of her white knickers. Now in a situation like this you want to look but also know that you'll be accused of being a pervert if you get caught. So I tried not to look. But it's so difficult not to take quick looks. Feigning the act of checking out the passing stations, I managed to have a reasonable perv. I wish she would open her legs so that I could get a better look, I thought to myself.
And she did just that! Blow me I thought as I stared right at her now exposed crotch covered only by a pair of lacy, frothy panties. They were so sheer that I could see her pubic hair through them. I looked up and she was staring at me but showed no emotion. It was as if I wasn't there.
Unfortunately the train pulled into Victoria station so I took one last look at her cute snatch and got up to leave the train. As I sat on the overland train to Dartford I blessed my luck for the coincidence of her flashing me just when I'd wished for it.
Thursday nights are always my swimming nights, so I quickly picked up my swimming gear and headed off to the local baths. I always try to swim 50 lengths of the 50 metre pool. This night I was on my 31st or was it 32nd length when I noticed a cute bottom swimming in the lane next to mine. We reached the end and turned at the same time and I started to pull away. Once I had finished my 50 laps I recovered by resting against the side of the pool and watched the other swimmers burning up their metres.
'Cute bottom' finished her swim shortly after me and also rested. She took off her goggles and swimming cap and dunked herself under the water and back up. Long black tresses of wet hair fell over her shoulders. It wasn't just her bottom that was cute. She had perfectly round breasts, her nipples trying to punch holes in her one-piece. I could see a bulge around her crotch.
I wish I could see if she had a shaved pussy, I thought to myself. Bugger me, she put her fingers down to the crotch of her swim suit and pulled it away as if it was cutting into her and gave me a flash of a hairy but shaped pussy. Twice in one day, that's a coincidence.
I thought for a moment and decided to experiment.
'Rub your nipples' was the instruction I tried to project. Nothing! What a prat I am thinking that I'd suddenly developed special powers.
Still I had really wished that she had rubbed her nipples. And this time 'Cute bottom' lifted both hands to her breasts and quickly rubbed her nipples with the result that they puckered up even harder than they had been. Fuck am I onto something here? I looked around the pool and saw one of the lifeguards sitting in her chair.
A nice looking girl with a blonde bob, she was wearing shorts, T-shirt. and plimsolls. I wish she would jump into the pool. The girl stood up and walked to the edge of the pool and jumped in fully clothed. When she resurfaced, she looked puzzled as if she didn't know why she had jumped in.
I started to shake a little, was it the cold water or was I a bit nervous of what I had found that I could do. It was time I went. I quickly showered and dressed and nipped down the pub for a couple of pints. Jan, the barmaid served me, I had always had a fixation about her big breasts and I thought that I would try another experiment. I was concerned of the reaction from my subject or the other people around so I waited until she came from behind the bar to collect empty glasses.
I wish Jan would rub her tits against me. Walking back to the bar with four glasses in each hand she came to where I was sitting on a barstool.
'Excuse me Mike' she said as she placed the empties on the bar and proceeded to rub her tits up against my arm. It wasn't just a brush, this was a fully fledged up and down rub! She looked at me but showed no emotion. I decided I should go home, tomorrow was going to be interesting, that's if my new powers lasted the night.
I slept particularly well that night and was in my office by 8.45am the next day. On my way to work I had tested to see if my powers were still working and was rewarded with a man hitting himself on the head with his rolled up newspaper, much to his consternation.
