Katie Parker was a regular at the Glen Falls tennis club. She played there twice a week and all day Saturday. And everyone knew who she was.
She was a knockout, at about 5'9" with long brown hair she kept tied in a tight ponytail. She always wore a short skirt that gave the men a view of her long, perfectly tanned legs and round ass. She usually wore a tight tennis shirt cut off at the midriff, exposing her tight abs and accentuating her firm breasts. Many a man at the club spent a night on the couch after staring too long at her perky nipples as her sweat drenched her white shirt. Some women complained about her not wearing a bra, but the staff never seemed to mind.
Her alluring smile and dark eyes caught the attention of every man there, and she relished in that fact. She enjoyed the company of men, but never dated anyone from the club. Rather, she enjoyed the power she had over them as they stared at her as she bent forward to recieve a serve, pushing her pretty ass in the air. She never had to pay for a drink or meal, as most of the single men, and a few of the married ones, tried to get her into their beds. But she never went home with any of them, always leaving them nursing their blue balls and waiting for the next opportunity to woo her.
One man in particular had the hots for her for quite awhile. Mike Stones worked at the club, and remembered the first time he saw the twenty-six year old Parker. She walked into the lounge two years ago, looking like a model with an atheletes body. And ever since then he couldn't stop looking at her. He tried to talk to her, but she ignored him mostly for the older, richer men who would buy her anything from the lounge. She rarely flirted with the staff like she did with the rest of the men. But Mike knew all that was about to change.
Recently Mike had been in a car accident, sustaining a severe concussion. After he got out of the hospital, he began to notice something different about the way his mind worked. He realized that something had happened, opened, awakened in his brain. Quickly he found out what it was; he had the ability to control other people. He didn'y quite know how, but he could put himself into a place in his mind where anyone who heard him speak would do what he wanted. An advantageous ability, he soon learnt to use it to get whatever he wanted. And as he watched Katie Parker flirt with an older man as her rubbed her back, he knew he had always wanted her.
Mike waited for a Saturday, when Katie played till about 6 pm before heading home. He watched her as she grunted while hitting winners down the line, and lifted her skirt to reveal her thong underneath. When she was finished, she got a few drinks out of some guys in the lounge and walked to her car. Mike used his power to get out of work, and followed her as she drove home. She lived in little house minutes from the club, no doubt paid for by her rich parents, as no normal 26 year old could afford a place like that on her own. She lived alone, and as she walked through the front door, Mike noticed she didn't lock it.
Katie walked into her kitchen and dropped her racket on the table, before grabbing a cold glass of water. Her shirt was sticking to her sweaty body and she wanted to get a quick shower before going out to the night clubs. She heard a noise in her living room, and before she could turn around, a hand flew up over her mouth as another grabbed her around the waist. She spun around to see Mike's face inches from her own. She was frightened and tried to run, but his arm kept her there.
"Shhh, shhhh, it's ok", he said as he lowered his hand from her mouth.
"Please, don't hurt me", she wimpered.
"Hurt you? No, I don't want to hurt you. I want to love you." Mike said as a wave of calm passed over Katie. "Don't you want to love me too?", he asked.
She didn't know what was happening. She felt disconnected, her vision blurry. "Yes, Mike, I do want to love you", she heard her voice. But she didn't want to love him, or did she. She felt funny all over and saw her hands moving underneath his shirt, as his cupped her breasts. "I do want you, Mike." she said. Her brain was inactive, her words not her own. She couldn't think at all, her mind was totally blank, yet her body moved and her mouth opened as he bent to kiss her, and her tongue reached into his mouth to play with his. It was as if she was seeing herself from far away, but had no control.
"Oh, Katie, you are so bueatiful. I've wanted to fuck you for a long time", Mike said as his hands caressed her body, over her breasts, down her hips, to her ass.
"I want to fuck you too, Mike", Katie said, and her hands flew to his crotch, unzipping his pants and pulling them down to his ankles. She removed his underwear and saw his cock, already hardening in front of her. It wasn't the biggest dick she had ever seen, but it was definitly the thickest. She couldn't even get her whole hand around it as she grabbed it and began to rub it.
"Take off your clothes Katie", Mike said. She quickly tore off her sweaty top and slid her skirt down her long legs. She frantically ripped off her thong, a passion emerging from her legs she didn't know she felt before. She stood, completely naked in front of him, as he took off the rest of his clothes.
