Invisible Girl story

[sugarcoater]

For whatever reason, and it's not because of the latest FF movie, I've been recently interested in trying my hand at an Invisible Girl/Invisible Woman story. I'm still working on the "Batgirl's Psychologist" story (and my apologies for the slow pacing of late), but there are aspects of Invisible Girl that are intriguingly different from Batgirl. And Dr. Dominator's phenomenal Invisible Woman story "Invisible Woman: Hard to See Her Like This" may have also played a role in the inspiration.
I had a few images commissioned for the story; here are three of them.

[sugarcoater]

THE INVISIBLE STORM


* * *

She stood before the hotel room door. Slowly, she removed her phone from her purse and texted a single word: “here”.

Breathlessly, she waited for the response. A moment later, her phone lit up. “Go to the bed and wait for me.”

She took a deep breath and held it, savoring the intensity of the moment. Then her hand reached for the door and pushed it open.

The lights were dim in the elegant hotel room. She felt herself almost trembling as she crossed the threshold and made her way to the large bed in the middle of the room. Standing at the head of the bed, she looked at her reflection in the giant floor-to-ceiling window. The darkness reflected back a clear image of the beautiful 40-year-old blonde bombshell Sue Storm. She smiled at her reflection: her curvy hips conspicuously visible beneath a form-fitting black leather skirt; her blouse—only partially buttoned, per request—with her shiny blue spandex Invisible Girl costume visible beneath, showcased her enormous breasts.

She felt her phone buzz. She glanced down to read the next instruction.

“Put your phone away. Then stand in front of the window and close your eyes.”

Sue placed her phone in her purse and placed it beside the nightstand. Inhaling deeply, she walked over to the window and looked out at the city. Then she closed her eyes.

“Oh!” Sue gasped as she felt hands on her hips. Despite anticipating Billy’s touch, she was still startled. It had been so long since the last time she had been touched in a thrillingly erotic manner. Reed still had his moments of romance, but it was just—

“Relax,” William’s soothing voice interrupted her reflection. She felt his warm breath on her neck. His hands gently turned her around. Slowly, she opened her eyes. For a long moment, they simply looked at each other—her steady blue eyes meeting his with mutual desire. She desperately wanted to feel William’s lips on hers, his body against hers. He hungrily wanted to feel Invisible Girl’s lips on his, his body inside hers. Their intense desires were fed by the intentional delaying of the inevitable. Both wanted to be fully present in the moment, to feel the full intensity of the moment. The hesitation heightened their desire for one another.

Then, instinctively, they closed the space between them. Sue reached up and drew William to her. She felt him shiver in anticipation as their lips met. Their first kiss was unhurried, gentle and lingering. She pulled away briefly and gazed again into his beautiful eyes. Then she grabbed him and pulled him firmly against her. Their second kiss was passionate, hard, and forceful. William’s hands explored Sue’s body. At first he moved his hands tactfully over her clothing, caressing and gently massaging her gorgeous body; then he moved to boldly, slipping his hands beneath her clothing and moving teasingly close to previously forbidden areas. He felt Sue’s gasps as his fingers came ever-so-close to touching her in places her body needed to be touched.

‘Soon Invisible Girl, soon.’ The thought was as much a reminder to restrain himself as much as it was a promise to the superheroine.


* * *

[sugarcoater]

I just wanted to have an initial opening to the story before adding major updates. If nothing else, this will serve as a reminder to get off my lazy ass and keep writing.
Now if I may ask, is there a way to change the thread title? I was hoping to change it to the title of the story itself, now that I have the opening sequence posted. Thanks for any help anyone can provide for that.

[sugarcoater]

The Invisible Storm

* * *

She stood before the hotel room door. Slowly, she removed her phone from her purse and texted a single word: “here”.
Breathlessly, she waited for the response. A moment later, her phone lit up. “Go to the bed and wait for me.”
She took a deep breath and held it, savoring the intensity of the moment. Then her hand reached for the door and pushed it open.
The lights were dim in the elegant hotel room. She felt herself almost trembling as she crossed the threshold and made her way to the large bed in the middle of the room. Standing at the head of the bed, she looked at her reflection in the giant floor-to-ceiling window. The darkness reflected back a clear image of the beautiful 40-year-old blonde bombshell Sue Storm. She smiled at her reflection: her curvy hips conspicuously visible beneath a form-fitting black leather skirt; her blouse—only partially buttoned, per request—with her shiny blue spandex Invisible Girl costume visible beneath, showcased her enormous breasts.
She felt her phone buzz. She glanced down to read the next instruction.
“Put your phone away. Then stand in front of the window and close your eyes.”
Sue placed her phone in her purse and placed it beside the nightstand. Inhaling deeply, she walked over to the window and looked out at the city. Then she closed her eyes.
“Oh!” Sue gasped as she felt hands on her hips. Despite anticipating Billy’s touch, she was still startled. It had been so long since the last time she had been touched in a thrillingly erotic manner. Reed still had his moments of romance, but it was just—
“Relax,” William’s soothing voice interrupted her reflection. She felt his warm breath on her neck. His hands gently turned her around. Slowly, she opened her eyes. For a long moment, they simply looked at each other—her steady blue eyes meeting his with mutual desire. She desperately wanted to feel William’s lips on hers, his body against hers. He hungrily wanted to feel Invisible Girl’s lips on his, his body inside hers. Their intense desires were fed by the intentional delaying of the inevitable. Both wanted to be fully present in the moment, to feel the full intensity of the moment. The hesitation heightened their desire for one another.
Then, instinctively, they closed the space between them. Sue reached up and drew William to her. She felt him shiver in anticipation as their lips met. Their first kiss was unhurried, gentle and lingering. She pulled away briefly and gazed again into his beautiful eyes. Then she grabbed him and pulled him firmly against her. Their second kiss was passionate, hard, and forceful. William’s hands explored Sue’s body. At first he moved his hands tactfully over her clothing, caressing and gently massaging her gorgeous body; then he moved to boldly, slipping his hands beneath her clothing and moving teasingly close to previously forbidden areas. He felt Sue’s gasps as his fingers came ever-so-close to touching her in places her body needed to be touched.
‘Soon Invisible Girl, soon.’ The thought was as much a reminder to restrain himself as much as it was a promise to the superheroine. William planned on letting Sue control the pace, but he quickly decided his plan was best laid aside when his hands clutched Invisible Girl’s massive breasts. Sue had been well-endowed from the start—her spandex costume was already stretched over her captivating chest—and becoming a mother had made her ample breasts impossible to ignore. William gently turned Invisible Girl around and positioned himself behind her, pressing his body against her back and kissing her neck.
Sue appreciated William’s slow approach: it made the moment more sensual, more meaningful. He was not rushing to get into her costume; he was gentle, taking his time and making her feel desired. His appreciation helped her savor the moment as something special—this was not a tawdry affair. Invisible Girl was finally receiving the attention she craved and deserved.
William sensed the need to move slowly, but he was well aware of Sue’s need to feel pursued and desired. It did not take a marriage counselor or therapist to conclude that Sue Storm’s husband had long since stopped being flirtatious with her, and Invisible Girl’s tighter and sexier costume clearly reflected the superheroine’s need to feel sexy. And he could only restrain himself so long before grabbing ahold of those massive tits!
Slowly and sensuously, William moved his hands from Sue’s hips towards her chest.
“So does the ‘Four’ stands for ‘foreplay’?” She felt a finger slowly tracing the number on her chest. The line was not William’s most clever, but it served its purpose. Sue tilted her head back and gently sighed as she felt his hands on her breasts.
“It does for you. Now how about showing me what comes next?” Sue found her body trembling in anticipation. Already, she felt a wetness between her legs and her nipples were pressing firmly against the overstretched spandex. There would be no more pulling away for gentle glances—she felt it was time to give in to her body’s most intense desires.
“You mean ‘who comes next,’” William whispered in a hushed tone. “Now get yourself on the bed.” He released her enormous breasts and tenderly pushed her towards the bed.
Sue complied. She wanted him to take charge of her, to tell her what to do. Slowly, she moved to the bed and crawled seductively towards the waiting man. William almost whistled in admiration as he watched Invisible Girl approaching him. He was suddenly aware of how aroused he was—it was going to take some real work to make the night last! Sue Storm was incredibly sexy, which surprised him. Her beauty and her curves were stunning, but she had always presented a conservative side to the public. And yet here she was—a wife and a mother and a superheroine—seductively crawling across the hotel bed with an alluring look on her face that demanded sexual satisfaction.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
William immediately regretted the question. He had asked it out of a strange sense of respect: they were both in the hotel room with the intention of indulging their lust and desire. The question was vulgar in its timing.
Sue abruptly pulled back and averted her eyes. What was she doing?! She was a married woman! She had a child waiting for her at home! She was Invisible Girl! This was not something she would ever think about, let alone do!
“I…I don’t know…” she stammered, looking down at her wedding ring. She slowly turned to look at Billy, hoping he could somehow make the right decision for her. “Maybe I should go. This may have been a bad idea…” Her voice trailed off, partly because she did not want to admit to herself why she was in the hotel room, partly because she wanted Billy to validate her desire to stay
Billy was not about to let this opportunity pass him by. He thought of himself as a good person, and he certainly was not someone who would try to break up a happy marriage. And yet, here he was in a hotel room with a married woman. But this was Invisible Girl! And wasn’t she in part responsible for this?
“Sue…I know you’re feeling unsure. But we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t feel it was right.”
Sue bit her lip. Billy’s mind raced. He had to come up with something. His mind flashed back to their earlier conversation at the cafe.
“I know this feels awkward for you, but don’t you deserve a night when you can be the beautiful and sexy woman you are? A night when you can let Invisible Girl have what she wants instead of always serving other people’s needs?”
Sue still hesitated, but she felt herself relenting. Even as she considered what she was doing, she realized a part of her had already committed to what was to happen next.
William knew he had to thread the needle carefully in bringing up the reason she needed the affair. Tactfully, he addressed the details Sue had mentioned regarding her husband’s emotional distance. He made sure to refer to Reed by his name and not his relationship to Sue. His words were worthy of one of his best editorials. He got the response he wanted.
“Reed’s an inattentive, inconsiderate, self-absorbed jerk!”
Sue’s anger flashed as she thought once again of how long it had been since Reed had paid her any real attention.
Between turning 40 and Reed’s lack of attention, Sue longed to feel desirably, wanted—she desperately needed to feel sexy. And wasn’t she still sexy?

Beneath Invisible Girl’s heroic demeanor was Sue Storm’s subconscious insecurity, which had driven her to adjust and alter her costume. The spandex had become tighter and much more form-fitting; her top had become lower and revealed stripper-quality cleavage; her bottom had a high-cut style and revealed her hips and a cheeky backside. And if her provocative costume was not adequately alluring, for tonight’s special occasion, she had added stockings and garters along with shiny white thigh-high high-heel boots.
Being a superheroine certainly had its perks, but there were some unanticipated downsides. One was the never-ending online critique of every superheroines’ appearance. And there was no winning that debate: superheroines were simultaneously too conservative and too promiscuous; their outfits too modest or too revealing. And despite the absurdity of giving any merit to the anonymous online amateur superheroine fashion critics, far too many superheroines were compelled by their ego to scroll through their respective threads. Though the critics were vocal in their commentary, the majority of the posts on the superheroine threads were adulation and praise. Despite being one of the more mature superheroines, Invisible Girl was just as susceptible to the need to feed her ego—her fanboys were effusive in supporting her.
Recently, she noticed the comments regarding her looks had waned. Initially, she figured it was just over saturation: she had been in the spotlight for some time now, and her fans had access to thousands of photographs of her for their…admiration of her. And turning 40 brought on more insecurities. Her husband’s lack of attention did not help. Though they did celebrate her birthday together with a romantic evening, her birthday sex was hardly remarkable—it lacked freshness and passion, and Reed finished well before she even felt herself approaching a climax. As much as she was angry with Reed, her mind led her down a painful path of self-examination. Was she no longer desirable to her husband? Had she lost some of her looks? While Reed slept soundly, Sue had stood in the bathroom and questioned herself.
“Am I still…?” The words hung in the air, the sentence unfinished. Sexy? Attractive? Beautiful? She knew she was strong and powerful, but was she still desirable? She could still recall the initial headlines when she and Reed, along with Johnny and Ben, appeared in The Daily Globe, and Now Magazine had used her several times as a cover model for their swimsuit issue. But that had been years ago. And whereas before her birthday she would have chalked up the lack of requests to overexposure, now she had to consider her age. Was she too old for pinups and swimsuit issues? In her younger years, she hesitated to pose for swimsuit issues and cheesecake photos. Now she felt a strong desire to accept any offer of a pinup calendar or poster series (as part of a fundraiser, of course, not for the salacious reasons other superheroines posed for such images).
Sue leaned closer to the bathroom mirror, the soft light casting a warm glow over her features. She puckered her lips as she brushed a stray lock of blonde hair away from her face. The years and the battles had left their marks—fine lines traced the corners of her eyes, and her skin no longer carried the flawless smoothness of her youth, but there was a mature beauty and strong character in its texture—a beauty shaped by over a decade of battles and victories…with only the rare defeat. She had an elegant beauty, yet…was she being objective in her self-analysis? Had she been completely objective with herself, she would have admitted she had secretly liked the sexual attention from both the media and her fans. They made her feel desirable.
Her need became clear: she wanted to feel desired again. Reed was not going to make her feel the way she needed to feel. If she voiced her frustration with his lack of appreciation of her beauty, his response would be to palliate her. It would not be an honest and unprompted gesture; it would be contrived and, perhaps, even forced. It would certainly not make her desirable And sexy? It had been years since Reed had made her feel that!
As she made her way back to bed, she began to accept what she needed. Silently slipping beneath the sheets and avoiding any bodily contact with her oblivious husband, she lay on her back and stared at the ceiling.

“So what do you say we leave everything behind and give you what you need?” William’s words drew Sue back from her reverie; they were more of an order than a question.
Sue just needed one more push before she could completely let herself go.
“And what is it that I need?” She smiled coyly, a flirtatious tone returning to her voice.
William knew what she wanted to hear. “You need to be fucked long and hard.”
“Then fuck me William. Fuck me long and hard.”

[sugarcoater]

I figured it might be easier to simply repost the full story each time I go instead of posting the new material by itself. But I can also post the new entry each time as a separate post and have the first entry as the entire story if that's easiest. If you have a preference, let me know.

[sugarcoater]

The Invisible Storm

* * *

She stood before the hotel room door. Slowly, she removed her phone from her purse and texted a single word: “here”.

Breathlessly, she waited for the response. A moment later, her phone lit up. “Go to the bed and wait for me.”

She took a deep breath and held it, savoring the intensity of the moment. Then her hand reached for the door and pushed it open.

The lights were dim in the elegant hotel room. She felt herself almost trembling as she crossed the threshold and made her way to the large bed in the middle of the room. Standing at the head of the bed, she looked at her reflection in the giant floor-to-ceiling window. The darkness reflected back a clear image of the beautiful 40-year-old blonde bombshell Sue Storm. She smiled at her reflection: her curvy hips conspicuously visible beneath a form-fitting black leather skirt; her blouse—only partially buttoned, per request—with her shiny blue spandex Invisible Girl costume visible beneath, showcased her enormous breasts.

She felt her phone buzz. She glanced down to read the next instruction.

“Put your phone away. Then stand in front of the window and close your eyes.”

Sue placed her phone in her purse and placed it beside the nightstand. Inhaling deeply, she walked over to the window and looked out at the city. Then she closed her eyes.

“Oh!” Sue gasped as she felt hands on her hips. Despite anticipating Billy’s touch, she was still startled. It had been so long since the last time she had been touched in a thrillingly erotic manner. Reed still had his moments of romance, but it was just—

“Relax,” William’s soothing voice interrupted her reflection. She felt his warm breath on her neck. His hands gently turned her around. Slowly, she opened her eyes. For a long moment, they simply looked at each other—her steady blue eyes meeting his with mutual desire. She desperately wanted to feel William’s lips on hers, his body against hers. He hungrily wanted to feel Invisible Girl’s lips on his, his body inside hers. Their intense desires were fed by the intentional delaying of the inevitable. Both wanted to be fully present in the moment, to feel the full intensity of the moment. The hesitation heightened their desire for one another.

Then, instinctively, they closed the space between them. Sue reached up and drew William to her. She felt him shiver in anticipation as their lips met. Their first kiss was unhurried, gentle and lingering. She pulled away briefly and gazed again into his beautiful eyes. Then she grabbed him and pulled him firmly against her. Their second kiss was passionate, hard, and forceful. William’s hands explored Sue’s body. At first he moved his hands tactfully over her clothing, caressing and gently massaging her gorgeous body; then he moved to boldly, slipping his hands beneath her clothing and moving teasingly close to previously forbidden areas. He felt Sue’s gasps as his fingers came ever-so-close to touching her in places her body needed to be touched.

‘Soon Invisible Girl, soon.’ The thought was as much a reminder to restrain himself as much as it was a promise to the superheroine. William planned on letting Sue control the pace, but he quickly decided his plan was best laid aside when his hands clutched Invisible Girl’s massive breasts. Sue had been well-endowed from the start—her spandex costume was already stretched over her captivating chest—and becoming a mother had made her ample breasts impossible to ignore. William gently turned Invisible Girl around and positioned himself behind her, pressing his body against her back and kissing her neck.

Sue appreciated William’s slow approach: it made the moment more sensual, more meaningful. He was not rushing to get into her costume; he was gentle, taking his time and making her feel desired. His appreciation helped her savor the moment as something special—this was not a tawdry affair. Invisible Girl was finally receiving the attention she craved and deserved.

William sensed the need to move slowly, but he was well aware of Sue’s need to feel pursued and desired. It did not take a marriage counselor or therapist to conclude that Sue Storm’s husband had long since stopped being flirtatious with her, and Invisible Girl’s tighter and sexier costume clearly reflected the superheroine’s need to feel sexy. And he could only restrain himself so long before grabbing ahold of those massive tits!

Slowly and sensuously, William moved his hands from Sue’s hips towards her chest.

“So does the ‘Four’ stands for ‘foreplay’?” She felt a finger slowly tracing the number on her chest. The line was not William’s most clever, but it served its purpose. Sue tilted her head back and gently sighed as she felt his hands on her breasts.

“It does for you. Now how about showing me what comes next?” Sue found her body trembling in anticipation. Already, she felt a wetness between her legs and her nipples were pressing firmly against the overstretched spandex. There would be no more pulling away for gentle glances—she felt it was time to give in to her body’s most intense desires.

“You mean ‘who comes next,’” William whispered in a hushed tone. “Now get yourself on the bed.” He released her enormous breasts and tenderly pushed her towards the bed.

Sue complied. She wanted him to take charge of her, to tell her what to do. Slowly, she moved to the bed and crawled seductively towards the waiting man. William almost whistled in admiration as he watched Invisible Girl approaching him. He was suddenly aware of how aroused he was—it was going to take some real work to make the night last! Sue Storm was incredibly sexy, which surprised him. Her beauty and her curves were stunning, but she had always presented a conservative side to the public. And yet here she was—a wife and a mother and a superheroine—seductively crawling across the hotel bed with an alluring look on her face that demanded sexual satisfaction.

“Are you sure you want to do this?”

William immediately regretted the question. He had asked it out of a strange sense of respect: they were both in the hotel room with the intention of indulging their lust and desire. The question was vulgar in its timing.

Sue abruptly pulled back and averted her eyes. What was she doing?! She was a married woman! She had a child waiting for her at home! She was Invisible Girl! This was not something she would ever think about, let alone do!

“I…I don’t know…” she stammered, looking down at her wedding ring. She slowly turned to look at Billy, hoping he could somehow make the right decision for her. “Maybe I should go. This may have been a bad idea…” Her voice trailed off, partly because she did not want to admit to herself why she was in the hotel room, partly because she wanted Billy to validate her desire to stay

Billy was not about to let this opportunity pass him by. He thought of himself as a good person, and he certainly was not someone who would try to break up a happy marriage. And yet, here he was in a hotel room with a married woman. But this was Invisible Girl! And wasn’t she in part responsible for this?

“Sue…I know you’re feeling unsure. But we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t feel it was right.”

Sue bit her lip. Billy’s mind raced. He had to come up with something. His mind flashed back to their earlier conversation at the cafe.

“I know this feels awkward for you, but don’t you deserve a night when you can be the beautiful and sexy woman you are? A night when you can let Invisible Girl have what she wants instead of always serving other people’s needs?”

Sue still hesitated, but she felt herself relenting. Even as she considered what she was doing, she realized a part of her had already committed to what was to happen next.

William knew he had to thread the needle carefully in bringing up the reason she needed the affair. Tactfully, he addressed the details Sue had mentioned regarding her husband’s emotional distance. He made sure to refer to Reed by his name and not his relationship to Sue. His words were worthy of one of his best editorials. He got the response he wanted.

“Reed’s an inattentive, inconsiderate, self-absorbed jerk!”

Sue’s anger flashed as she thought once again of how long it had been since Reed had paid her any real attention.

Between turning 40 and Reed’s lack of attention, Sue longed to feel desirably, wanted—she desperately needed to feel sexy. And wasn’t she still sexy?

Beneath Invisible Girl’s heroic demeanor was Sue Storm’s subconscious insecurity, which had driven her to adjust and alter her costume. The spandex had become tighter and much more form-fitting; her top had become lower and revealed stripper-quality cleavage; her bottom had a high-cut style and revealed her hips and a cheeky backside. And if her provocative costume was not adequately alluring, for tonight’s special occasion, she had added stockings and garters along with shiny white thigh-high high-heel boots.


Being a superheroine certainly had its perks, but there were some unanticipated downsides. One was the never-ending online critique of every superheroines’ appearance. And there was no winning that debate: superheroines were simultaneously too conservative and too promiscuous; their outfits too modest or too revealing. And despite the absurdity of giving any merit to the anonymous online amateur superheroine fashion critics, far too many superheroines were compelled by their ego to scroll through their respective threads. Though the critics were vocal in their commentary, the majority of the posts on the superheroine threads were adulation and praise. Despite being one of the more mature superheroines, Invisible Girl was just as susceptible to the need to feed her ego—her fanboys were effusive in supporting her.

Recently, she noticed the comments regarding her looks had waned. Initially, she figured it was just over saturation: she had been in the spotlight for some time now, and her fans had access to thousands of photographs of her for their…admiration of her. And turning 40 brought on more insecurities. Her husband’s lack of attention did not help. Though they did celebrate her birthday together with a romantic evening, her birthday sex was hardly remarkable—it lacked freshness and passion, and Reed finished well before she even felt herself approaching a climax. As much as she was angry with Reed, her mind led her down a painful path of self-examination. Was she no longer desirable to her husband? Had she lost some of her looks? While Reed slept soundly, Sue had stood in the bathroom and questioned herself.

“Am I still…?” The words hung in the air, the sentence unfinished. Sexy? Attractive? Beautiful? She knew she was strong and powerful, but was she still desirable? She could still recall the initial headlines when she and Reed, along with Johnny and Ben, appeared in The Daily Globe, and Now Magazine had used her several times as a cover model for their swimsuit issue. But that had been years ago. And whereas before her birthday she would have chalked up the lack of requests to overexposure, now she had to consider her age. Was she too old for pinups and swimsuit issues? In her younger years, she hesitated to pose for swimsuit issues and cheesecake photos. Now she felt a strong desire to accept any offer of a pinup calendar or poster series (as part of a fundraiser, of course, not for the salacious reasons other superheroines posed for such images).

Sue leaned closer to the bathroom mirror, the soft light casting a warm glow over her features. She puckered her lips as she brushed a stray lock of blonde hair away from her face. The years and the battles had left their marks—fine lines traced the corners of her eyes, and her skin no longer carried the flawless smoothness of her youth, but there was a mature beauty and strong character in its texture—a beauty shaped by over a decade of battles and victories…with only the rare defeat. She had an elegant beauty, yet…was she being objective in her self-analysis? Had she been completely objective with herself, she would have admitted she had secretly liked the sexual attention from both the media and her fans. They made her feel desirable.

Her need became clear: she wanted to feel desired again. Reed was not going to make her feel the way she needed to feel. If she voiced her frustration with his lack of appreciation of her beauty, his response would be to palliate her. It would not be an honest and unprompted gesture; it would be contrived and, perhaps, even forced. It would certainly not make her desirable And sexy? It had been years since Reed had made her feel that!

As she made her way back to bed, she began to accept what she needed. Silently slipping beneath the sheets and avoiding any bodily contact with her oblivious husband, she lay on her back and stared at the ceiling.


Now she stared at the floor. It was too late for regrets, but she needed something to make her move past her hesitation. William could see her reticence. ‘She just needs to feel a sense of approval,’ he thought to himself. ‘Something to allow herself to go through with this.’

Sue felt William’s hand caress her cheek. “I understand how you feel Sue. But I also see how brave you are to allow yourself this moment—to allow yourself to be Sue Storm, the brilliant and beautiful woman who deserves to be recognized.”

Sue looked up, meeting William’s gaze.

“So what do you say we leave everything behind and give Sue Storm what she needs?” William’s words were more of an order than a question.

Sue just needed one more push before she could completely let herself go.

“And what is it that she needs?” She smiled coyly, a flirtatious tone returning to her voice. Strangely, just the subtly of referring to herself in the third-person was enough separation to allow her the indiscretion she wanted so desperately.

William knew what she needed to hear. He moved closer to her, kissing her neck as he whispered, “She needs to be fucked long and hard.”

Her body tensed in excitement. She quickly grabbed his crotch. “Then why don’t you fuck her William? Fuck her good and hard!"

William was almost immediately erect, yet he gently moved her to the bed. Sue sat on the firm mattress and slowly slid to the far end of the bed. She flashed a smile at William as she beckoned him to join her on the bed.

“Now fuck me William. Fuck me long and hard.”

“Call me ‘Billy’. William is the reporter writing the article on Invisible Girl; Billy is the man who will attend to all of Sue’s needs.”

“Then fuck me…Billy,” Sue whispered. She lay her head on a pillow and closed her eyes as Billy stripped naked.

Billy would fuck her long and hard, but it would be at his pace. He moved slowly and seductively in pleasuring Invisible Girl. He needed to last as long as possible and perform well enough to earn a repeat invitation. Invisible Girl was clearly in the mood for a fun time, but Sue Storm was not merely looking for a one-time sexual tryst; she needed something more. William was dead set on being that something more.

Sue’s body trembled as she felt him slowly slide onto the bed. She bit her lip nervously as she felt his body heat. The anticipation of the moment was both excruciating and thrilling, and Billy knew it. The greater the anticipation, the more memorable the moment. And Billy needed Sue to remember the moment—he could not let Sue’s affair be a one-time occurrence.

Billy began by caressing Sue’s legs. Her body shivered as she felt his lips on her thigh. Slowly, patiently, Billy moved up her body, kissing and sensually licking her, inexorably moving closer and closer to Sue’s throbbing womanhood.

She gasped again when she felt his thumb press against the tight spandex fabric stretched over her awaiting pussy.

Billy’s tongue tickled and teased Sue while his thumb delicately brushed over her clit, gently caressing it as his tongue moved ever closer.

“Please…” Sue murmured.

But Billy made her wait for it. An almost unendurable time passed for Sue as the impending orgasm intensified. Just as she thought his tongue was about to slip beneath her costume and drive her over the edge, he pulled back and repositioned himself. Sue found herself staring at the ceiling with an impatient excitement she had not felt in years. Even as Billy was teasing her, her body trembled to his touch. The excruciating anticipation was devastatingly thrilling! But the years without sexual satisfaction had made her desperately impatient. He needed to give it to her!

Sue put her hands on the back of Billy’s head and spread apart her thighs and invited Billy inside her. It was time. Billy began peeling back the skintight fabric and slowly, inexorably slipped his tongue along her lower abdomen and down towards her welcoming pussy. Invisible Girl trembled as she felt his moist tongue moving ever closer; his warm breath and wet tongue just above her womanhood made her tremble all over! How long had it been since she had felt this way?! Her dormant sexuality was fully awakened and on the prowl! Then she felt Billy’s fingers peel back the skintight fabric directly over her womanhood. For a second, she felt his breath against her exposed pussy. She inhaled sharply, feeling the warmth of his tongue just above her clit. She held her breath for a second. Then she was squealing and writhing uncontrollably in sexual bliss as Billy’s tongue finally touched her.

“OH!”

She found herself moaning and gasping uncontrollably as Billy kissed, licked and tickled her womanhood. Her body was tingling in excitement, shivering in the thrill of the moment. She nearly climaxed the first time his tongue moved below her clit and entered her!

“Oh Billy!” She moaned again as his slick tongue slipped in and out of her while his thumb played with her clit. Her climax was imminent. Her body was tingling in profound sexual pleasure. Her moment of release was finally at hand. She glanced down at the same moment Billy looked up. As their eyes met, Sue began to cum.

She did not want to, but she could not control herself. Having a young, ruggedly handsome and well-built man sexually servicing her had become her realized fantasy.

“Ohhh fuck…” she moaned as she grabbed his hair and arched her back, pressing her pussy firmly against his face and letting herself climax. Her release felt more amazing than she had anticipated. It had been so very long since a man had made her cum. She felt herself soaking the sheets beneath her.

Yet even as Billy’s tongue tasted her pussy, Sue involuntarily found herself thinking about Alyssa…


* * *


“So what did you think of the conference?”

“Not bad. I think we generated a lot of interest in the WEA.” Sue glanced down at her phone. “We’ve already got over 1000 hits on the page!”

Alyssa smiled. “I think our decision to have you wear your Invisible Girl outfit definitely helped.” She raised her glass towards Sue, who returned the toast.

Sue had been hesitant to go with Alyssa’s suggestion; the merits of the WEA should be enough—trying to generate further interest by using her superheroine status seemed like a cheap tactic. But Alyssa had a point: the goal was to generate more buzz around the Women’s Empowerment Agency. And she would wear her Invisible Girl outfit beneath an elegant black leather skirt and blouse. She would just have the blouse unbuttoned to show off the skintight blue uniform, and perhaps a bit of cleavage. The idea was a bit distasteful, but if it meant more awareness for an important cause, then so be it.

“Maybe we should add it to the wardrobe rotation.”

Alyssa smiled. She could see Sue enjoyed being objectified by many of the reporters. It did not take a couples therapist to see Sue was not getting the attention she wanted at home.

“Why don’t we see what kind of interest we can generate at the club down the street. Let’s have a little fun!”

As the HR Director for the WEA, Alyssa Lee was typically business-oriented. It was in part because of her professionalism in her previous position at Oracle, Inc., and in part because she had established a significant number of followers on her various social media accounts—her exotic beauty and tech skills made her the perfect choice to be the position with the WEA. But despite her professionalism, Alyssa was still a woman in her 20s—she had a wild side that occasionally needed to be pacified. Going out dancing at a New York City club with Invisible Girl would definitely pacify her wild side.

“Let’s do it!” Sue was already feeling good. Between the hungry looks during the conference and the two martinis, she was up for some fun. She tried to think of the last time she had a fun night out. It was probably the previous summer when she and Alyssa had gone out during their business trip to the West Coast. ‘I really need to have more fun!’ Sue admitted to herself.

And Sue definitely had fun that night. Her celebrity status helped them circumvent the line, and once inside, she and Alyssa were the center of attention—there was a never-ending line of dance partners for their entertainment. By the time the last song played, both women were drenched in sweat and feeling completely relaxed. They stumbled out of the club into the chill early morning air and slowly made their way back to their hotel. People knew better than to bother them. Though a superheroine, Invisible Girl had a reputation for not being the most tolerant person when it came to disrespectful behavior towards women. At the club, she and Alyssa had fun with various dance partners, but now it was time for Mrs. Richards to end her night out.

Yet the night did not end upon returning to the hotel. The ride in the elevator made certain of that. As the two women were laughing and leaning against one another, Alyssa suddenly kissed Invisible Girl. She had meant to it as a friendly kiss, nothing more. Yet even as she slowly leaned in to kiss her on the cheek, Sue turned to face her and their lips met.

The unexpected spark between the two women was more of explosion. Alyssa was suddenly aware of how much she desired Invisible Girl. The past few years of working closely with the superheroine had given her unique insight into a strong and powerful yet compassionate and caring woman. Her admiration of Invisible Girl was matched with her sympathy for Sue Storm.

Sue had recently begun confiding in Alyssa some of her most intimate thoughts, including her frustrations with her husband. Alyssa felt an immense pride at being Sue’s confidante, and she felt great sympathy for someone as amazing as Sue Storm to be so callously ignored by her unappreciative husband. Alyssa’s kiss was meant as a show of appreciation; what it became was a display of passion.

Neither woman sensed who initiated the passionate aspect of the kiss, but both women welcomed it. For Alyssa, the thought of being intimate with the greatest of superheroines was beyond her wildest of her boyfriend’s fantasies! For Sue, the desire to be touched was overwhelming.

Having been so open with Alyssa, sharing her most intimate of thoughts and feelings, naturally led to a desire for physical intimacy with Alyssa. Whether or not she initiated the romantic aspect of the kiss, Sue immediately lost herself with Alyssa. Nothing mattered but this moment for the two women; neither woman gave a thought to what would happen once the elevator door opened.

By the time the elevator door opened, Sue’s blouse had been ripped open and Alyssa’s belt was unbuckled. Kissing, groping and panting, they stumbled down the hall to Alyssa’s room.

“Just a sec,” Alyssa panted as she fumbled with the hotel card.

The two women almost fell inside the room as they tumbled onto the bed. Sue was yanking at Alyssa’s pants as Alyssa unzipped Sue’s skirt. A moment later, Sue was wearing the newest incarnation of the Invisible Girl outfit and Sue was in her shiny red satin panties and bra.

“C’mere Alyssa,” Sue slurred the words as she grabbed Alyssa’s bra and pulled Alyssa to her. Whether she intentionally pulled too hard or whether it was by accident, Sue was titillated to snap off Alyssa’s bra and watch her HR director’s gorgeous breasts bounce free from the satin restraint.

“So that’s how you’re gonna be,” Alyssa teased. She grabbed ahold of Invisible Girl’s costume and yanked it down.

Despite having been up close and personal with Sue, Alyssa was nonetheless stunned by both the size and the firmness of Sue’s breasts. They were enormous! Alyssa could not resist squeezing them forcefully.

Sue gasped loudly. She was not quite ready for Alyssa’s enthusiasm, but she liked it. “So whaddya think of ‘em?”

Alyssa’s usual eloquence was limited to one word: “Fuck!”

Sue grinned. “Wanna kiss ‘em?”

Alyssa had already planned on getting her mouth on them. She pushed Sue onto the bed and clumsily climbed on top of her. Straddling the awaiting superheroine, Alyssa proceeded to kiss and suck on Sue’s tits while Sue stretched out on the bed and moaned in pleasure. Even in her drunken state, Alyssa was still aware enough to appreciate the moment: she was fondling and sucking on Invisible Girl’s massive tits! Only one other person had ever touched them in this way!

As Sue blissfully experienced the attention she craved, she felt a wetness between her legs she had not felt in a long time. She realized she wanted Alyssa to explore her womanhood. She was also abruptly aware of a desire to explore Alyssa!

“Lemme try something.” Sue clumsily pulled away from Alyssa, half sliding and half rolling out from beneath her. Alyssa was curious, but soon she was intensely aroused! Sue was repositioning herself beneath her with her head just above her hips!

‘Is she going to—’

She was.

A moment later, Alyssa was squealing in delight as her panties were pulled aside and Invisible Girl’s tongue slipped inside of her!

“Oh my God!” Alyssa gasped in sexual ecstasy. Gently and appreciatively, she moved her hips in rhythm with Invisible Girl’s tongue.

When Alyssa was able to somewhat regain her senses, she realized what Sue needed. Breathing carefully to maintain both her composure and her balance—her legs were still wobbly, though that had more to do with Invisible Girl’s tongue than the drinks back at the club. Alyssa relied on her years as a college gymnast to balance herself with one hand while her other pulled back the fabric separating her from the world’s most exclusive and desired pussy, all while keeping her own pussy in Sue's face. Slowly, gently and with great anticipation, she lowered herself until her lips engulfed Invisible Girl’s womanhood.

Now it was Sue’s turn to squeal. She almost climaxed when Alyssa’s soft lips kissed her wet pussy.

‘She is so fucking hot!’ The though kept going through Sue’s mind as she tried to maintain her focus on licking, kissing and sucking Alyssa. But try as she might, she knew she was not going to be able to hold back the overmastering orgasm brought on by Alyssa.

‘I’ve got to make her cum first,’ Sue thought to herself. Whether it was her innate competitive spirit or her position as Alyssa’s boss, or more likely her insecurity at her lack of sexual experience, but Sue needed Alyssa to climax first! She grabbed Alyssa’s hips, pulled her crotch firmly against her face, and really went to work on Alyssa’s pussy.

Despite being more sexually experienced, there was no way Alyssa was going to be able to hold out against Invisible Girl’s efforts. And was she…using her powers on her…?

“Sue! You’re…you’re going to make me cum!”

Alyssa felt the need to let Sue know before she climaxed. Though she was almost entirely lost in sexual bliss, there was a sliver of Alyssa’s mind aware enough to question whether it was acceptable for her to cum on her boss’—on Invisible Girl’s—face. As she began her climax, Alyssa took a deep breath, took hold of Sue’s hips, and pressed her face as hard as she could against Sue’s crotch.

“I’m cumming!!” Alyssa’s squeal of sweet sexual bliss was muted by Invisible Girl’s delicious pussy. A moment later, she was cumming all over Invisible Girl’s face.

Sue had not heard Alyssa. Her face was too deeply buried in Alyssa’s pussy, and Alyssa’s hips were pressed so firmly against her ears that all she could hear was Alyssa’s heartbeat in her femoral artery. But she had tasted Alyssa’s incipient and she anticipated the climax. Yet it was still a bit of a shock when Alyssa drenched her in cum! Of greater shock was how much pleasure it brought her. Sue found she liked tasting Alyssa! And just as she discovered how erotic it was to have her beautiful HR Director cum all over her, Sue lost control over her orgasm.

“Oh fuck! I’m cumming too! I’m cumming too!”

“Let it happen,” gasped Alyssa as she continued manipulating Sue’s clit and pussy with her tongue. “Cum all over me!”

And Sue did. “Uhhhhlyysssaaa,” she moaned as she released on Alyssa’s waiting face.

[sugarcoater]

Just updated the story, adding another character and a little fun for Invisible Girl. Feedback and suggestions are always appreciated and helpful, and thanks to anyone taking the time to read this beginning story.

[sugarcoater]

A little taste of things to come, as Invisible Girl inevitably gives in to her vices...

[sugarcoater]

The Invisible Storm

She stood before the hotel room door. Slowly, she removed her phone from her purse and texted a single word: “here”.
Breathlessly, she waited for the response. A moment later, her phone lit up. “Come in.”
She took a deep breath and held it, savoring the intensity of the moment. Then her hand reached for the door and pushed it open.
The lights were dim in the elegant hotel room. She felt herself almost trembling as she crossed the threshold and made her way to the large bed in the middle of the room. Standing at the head of the bed, she looked at her reflection in the giant floor-to-ceiling window. The darkness reflected back a clear image of the beautiful 40-year-old blonde bombshell Sue Storm. She smiled nervously at her reflection: her curvy hips exposed by her high-cut form-fitting blue leotard; her blouse—only partially buttoned, per request—revealing more of her shiny blue spandex Invisible Girl costume, showcased her enormous breasts.
She felt her phone buzz. She glanced down to read the next instruction.
“Put your phone away. Then stand in front of the window and close your eyes.”
Sue placed her phone in her purse and placed it beside the nightstand. Inhaling deeply, she walked over to the window and looked out at the city. Then she closed her eyes.
“Oh!” Sue gasped as she felt hands on her hips. Despite anticipating William’s touch, she was still startled. It had been so long since the last time she had been touched in a thrillingly erotic manner. Reed still had his moments of romance, but it was just—
“Relax,” William’s soothing voice interrupted her reflection. She felt his warm breath on her neck. His hands gently turned her around. Slowly, she opened her eyes. For a long moment, they simply looked at each other—her steady blue eyes meeting his with mutual desire. She desperately wanted to feel William’s lips on hers, his body against hers. He hungrily wanted to feel Invisible Girl’s lips on his, his body inside hers. Their intense desires were fed by the intentional delaying of the inevitable. Both wanted to be fully present in the moment, to feel the full intensity of the moment. The hesitation heightened their desire for one another.
Then, instinctively, they closed the space between them. Sue reached up and drew William to her. She felt him shiver in anticipation as their lips met. Their first kiss was unhurried, gentle and lingering. She pulled away briefly and gazed again into his beautiful eyes. Then she grabbed him and pulled him firmly against her. Their second kiss was passionate, hard, and forceful. William’s hands explored Sue’s body. At first he moved his hands tactfully over her clothing, caressing and gently massaging her gorgeous body; then he moved to boldly, slipping his hands beneath her clothing and moving teasingly close to previously forbidden areas. He felt Sue’s gasps as his fingers came ever-so-close to touching her in places her body needed to be touched.
‘Soon Invisible Girl, soon.’ The thought was as much a reminder to restrain himself as much as it was a promise to the superheroine. William planned on letting Sue control the pace, but he quickly decided his plan was best laid aside when his hands clutched Invisible Girl’s massive breasts. Sue had been well-endowed from the start—her spandex costume was already stretched over her captivating chest—and becoming a mother had made her ample breasts impossible to ignore. William gently turned Invisible Girl around and positioned himself behind her, pressing his body against her back and kissing her neck.
Sue appreciated William’s slow approach: it made the moment more sensual, more meaningful. He was not rushing to get into her costume; he was gentle, taking his time and making her feel desired. His appreciation helped her savor the moment as something special—this was not a tawdry affair. Invisible Girl was finally receiving the attention she craved and deserved.
William sensed the need to move slowly, but he was well aware of Sue’s need to feel pursued and desired. It did not take a marriage counselor or therapist to conclude that Sue Storm’s husband had long since stopped being flirtatious with her, and Invisible Girl’s tighter and sexier costume clearly reflected the superheroine’s need to feel sexy. And he could only restrain himself so long before grabbing ahold of those massive tits!
Slowly and sensuously, William moved his hands from Sue’s hips towards her chest.
“So does the ‘Four’ stands for ‘foreplay’?” She felt a finger slowly tracing the number on her chest. The line was not William’s most clever, but it served its purpose. Sue tilted her head back and gently sighed as she felt his hands on her breasts.
“It does for you. Now how about showing me what comes next?” Sue found her body trembling in anticipation. Already, she felt a wetness between her legs and her nipples were pressing firmly against the overstretched spandex. There would be no more pulling away for gentle glances—she felt it was time to give in to her body’s most intense desires.
“You mean ‘who comes next,’” William whispered in a hushed tone. “Now get yourself on the bed.” He released her enormous breasts and tenderly pushed her towards the bed.
Sue complied. She wanted him to take charge of her, to tell her what to do. Slowly, she moved to the bed and crawled seductively towards the waiting man. William almost whistled in admiration as he watched Invisible Girl approaching him. He was suddenly aware of how aroused he was—it was going to take some real work to make the night last! Sue Storm was incredibly sexy, which surprised him. Her beauty and her curves were stunning, but she had always presented a conservative side to the public. And yet here she was—a wife and a mother and a superheroine—seductively crawling across the hotel bed with an alluring look on her face that demanded sexual satisfaction.
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
William immediately regretted the question. He had asked it out of a strange sense of respect: they were both in the hotel room with the intention of indulging their lust and desire. The question was vulgar in its timing.
Sue abruptly pulled back and averted her eyes. What was she doing?! She was a married woman! She had a child waiting for her at home! She was Invisible Girl! This was not something she would ever think about, let alone do!
“I…I don’t know…” she stammered, looking down at her wedding ring. She slowly turned to look at William, hoping he could somehow make the right decision for her. “Maybe I should go. This may have been a bad idea…” Her voice trailed off, partly because she did not want to admit to herself why she was in the hotel room, partly because she wanted William to validate her desire to stay
William was not about to let this opportunity pass him by. He thought of himself as a good person, and he certainly was not someone who would try to break up a happy marriage. And yet, here he was in a hotel room with a married woman. But this was Invisible Girl! And wasn’t she in part responsible for this?
“Sue…I know you’re feeling unsure. But we wouldn’t be here if we didn’t feel it was right.”
Sue bit her lip. William’s mind raced. He had to come up with something. His mind flashed back to their earlier conversation at the cafe.
“I know this feels awkward for you, but don’t you deserve a night when you can be the beautiful and sexy woman you are? A night when you can let Invisible Girl have what she wants instead of always serving other people’s needs?”
Sue still hesitated, but she felt herself relenting. Even as she considered what she was doing, she realized a part of her had already committed to what was to happen next.
William knew he had to thread the needle carefully in bringing up the reason she needed the affair. Tactfully, he addressed the details Sue had mentioned regarding her husband’s emotional distance. He made sure to refer to Reed by his name and not his relationship to Sue. His words were worthy of one of his best editorials. He got the response he wanted.
“Reed’s an inattentive, inconsiderate, self-absorbed jerk!”
Sue’s anger flashed as she thought once again of how long it had been since Reed had paid her any real attention.
Between turning 40 and Reed’s lack of attention, Sue longed to feel desirably, wanted—she desperately needed to feel sexy. And wasn’t she still sexy?
Beneath Invisible Girl’s heroic demeanor was Sue Storm’s subconscious insecurity, which had driven her to adjust and alter her costume. The spandex had become tighter and much more form-fitting; her top had become lower and revealed stripper-quality cleavage; her bottom had a high-cut style and revealed her hips and a cheeky backside. And if her provocative costume was not adequately alluring, for tonight’s special occasion, she had added stockings and garters along with shiny white thigh-high high-heel boots.

Being a superheroine certainly had its perks, but there were some unanticipated downsides. One was the never-ending online critique of every superheroines’ appearance. And there was no winning that debate: superheroines were simultaneously too conservative and too promiscuous; their outfits too modest or too revealing. And despite the absurdity of giving any merit to the anonymous online amateur superheroine fashion critics, far too many superheroines were compelled by their ego to scroll through their respective threads. Though the critics were vocal in their commentary, the majority of the posts on the superheroine threads were adulation and praise. Despite being one of the more mature superheroines, Invisible Girl was just as susceptible to the need to feed her ego—her fanboys were effusive in supporting her.
Recently, she noticed the comments regarding her looks had waned. Initially, she figured it was just over saturation: she had been in the spotlight for some time now, and her fans had access to thousands of photographs of her for their…admiration of her. And turning 40 brought on more insecurities. Her husband’s lack of attention did not help. Though they did celebrate her birthday together with a romantic evening, her birthday sex was hardly remarkable—it lacked freshness and passion, and Reed finished well before she even felt herself approaching a climax. As much as she was angry with Reed, her mind led her down a painful path of self-examination. Was she no longer desirable to her husband? Had she lost some of her looks? While Reed slept soundly, Sue had stood in the bathroom and questioned herself.
“Am I still…?” The words hung in the air, the sentence unfinished. Sexy? Attractive? Beautiful? She knew she was strong and powerful, but was she still desirable? She could still recall the initial headlines when she and Reed, along with Johnny and Ben, appeared in The Daily Globe, and Now Magazine had used her several times as a cover model for their swimsuit issue. But that had been years ago. And whereas before her birthday she would have chalked up the lack of requests to overexposure, now she had to consider her age. Was she too old for pinups and swimsuit issues? In her younger years, she hesitated to pose for swimsuit issues and cheesecake photos. Now she felt a strong desire to accept any offer of a pinup calendar or poster series (as part of a fundraiser, of course, not for the salacious reasons other superheroines posed for such images).
Sue leaned closer to the bathroom mirror, the soft light casting a warm glow over her features. She puckered her lips as she brushed a stray lock of blonde hair away from her face. The years and the battles had left their marks—fine lines traced the corners of her eyes, and her skin no longer carried the flawless smoothness of her youth, but there was a mature beauty and strong character in its texture—a beauty shaped by over a decade of battles and victories…with only the rare defeat. She had an elegant beauty, yet…was she being objective in her self-analysis? Had she been completely objective with herself, she would have admitted she had secretly liked the sexual attention from both the media and her fans. They made her feel desirable.
Her need became clear: she wanted to feel desired again. Reed was not going to make her feel the way she needed to feel. If she voiced her frustration with his lack of appreciation of her beauty, his response would be to palliate her. It would not be an honest and unprompted gesture; it would be contrived and, perhaps, even forced. It would certainly not make her desirable And sexy? It had been years since Reed had made her feel that!
As she made her way back to bed, she began to accept what she needed. Silently slipping beneath the sheets and avoiding any bodily contact with her oblivious husband, she lay on her back and stared at the ceiling.

Now she stared at the floor. It was too late for regrets, but she needed something to make her move past her hesitation. William could see her reticence. ‘She just needs to feel a sense of approval,’ he thought to himself. ‘Something to allow herself to go through with this.’
Sue felt William’s hand caress her cheek. “I understand how you feel Sue. But I also see how brave you are to allow yourself this moment—to allow yourself to be Sue Storm, the brilliant and beautiful woman who deserves to be recognized.”
Sue looked up, meeting William’s gaze.
“So what do you say we leave everything behind and give Sue Storm what she needs?” William’s words were more of an order than a question.
Sue just needed one more push before she could completely let herself go.
“And what is it that she needs?” She smiled coyly, a flirtatious tone returning to her voice. Strangely, just the subtly of referring to herself in the third-person was enough separation to allow her the indiscretion she wanted so desperately.
William knew what she needed to hear. He moved closer to her, kissing her neck as he whispered in her ear, “She needs to be fucked…long and hard.”
Her body tensed in excitement. She grabbed his crotch. “Then why don’t you fuck her? Fuck her good and hard!"
William was almost immediately erect, yet he gently moved her to the bed. Sue sat on the firm mattress and slowly slid to the far end of the bed. She flashed a smile at William as she spread her legs and teasingly pulled on the stretchy fabric covering her womanhood.
“Now fuck me William. Fuck me long and hard.”
“Call me ‘Billy’. William is the reporter writing the article on Invisible Girl; Billy is the man who will attend to all of your needs.”
“Then fuck me…Billy,” Sue whispered. She lay her head on a pillow and closed her eyes as Billy stripped naked.
Billy would fuck her long and hard, but it would be at his pace. He moved slowly and seductively in pleasuring Invisible Girl. He needed to last as long as possible and perform well enough to earn a repeat invitation. Invisible Girl was clearly in the mood for a fun time, but Sue Storm was not merely looking for a one-time sexual tryst; she needed something more. William was dead set on being that something more.
Sue’s body trembled as she felt him slowly slide onto the bed. She bit her lip nervously as she felt his body heat. The anticipation of the moment was both excruciating and thrilling, and Billy knew it. The greater the anticipation, the more memorable the moment. And Billy needed Sue to remember the moment—he could not let Sue’s affair be a one-night stand.
Billy began by caressing Sue’s legs. Her body shivered as she felt his lips on her thigh. Slowly, patiently, Billy moved up her body, kissing and sensually licking her, inexorably moving closer and closer to Sue’s throbbing womanhood.
She gasped again when she felt his thumb press against the tight spandex fabric stretched over her awaiting pussy.
Billy’s tongue tickled and teased Sue while his thumb delicately brushed over her clit, gently caressing it as his tongue moved ever closer.
“Please…” Sue murmured.
But Billy made her wait for it. An almost unendurable time passed for Sue as the impending orgasm intensified. Just as she thought his tongue was about to slip beneath her costume and drive her over the edge, he pulled back and repositioned himself. Sue found herself staring at the ceiling with an impatient excitement she had not felt in years. Even as Billy was teasing her, her body trembled to his touch. The excruciating anticipation was devastatingly thrilling! But the years without sexual satisfaction had made her desperately impatient. He needed to give it to her!
Sue put her hands on the back of Billy’s head and spread apart her thighs and invited Billy inside her. It was time. Billy began peeling aside the skintight fabric and slowly, inexorably slipped his tongue along her lower abdomen and down towards her welcoming pussy. Invisible Girl trembled as she felt his moist tongue moving ever closer; his warm breath and wet tongue just above her womanhood made her tremble all over! How long had it been since she had felt this way?! Her dormant sexuality was fully awakened and on the prowl! Then she felt Billy’s fingers peel back the skintight fabric directly over her womanhood. For a second, she felt his breath against her exposed pussy. She inhaled sharply, feeling the warmth of his tongue just above her clit. She held her breath for a second. Then she was squealing and writhing uncontrollably in sexual bliss as Billy’s tongue finally touched her.
“Oh!”
She found herself moaning and gasping uncontrollably as Billy kissed, licked and tickled her womanhood. Her body was tingling in excitement, shivering in the thrill of the moment. She nearly climaxed the first time his tongue moved below her clit and entered her!
“Oh Billy!” She moaned again as his slick tongue slipped in and out of her while his thumb played with her clit. Her climax was imminent. Her body was tingling in profound sexual pleasure. Her moment of release was finally at hand. She glanced down at the same moment Billy looked up. As their eyes met, Sue began to cum.
She did not want to, but she could not control herself. Having a young, ruggedly handsome and well-built man sexually servicing her had become her realized fantasy.
“Ohhh fuck…” she moaned as she grabbed his hair and arched her back, pressing her pussy firmly against his face and letting herself climax. Her release felt more amazing than she had anticipated. It had been so very long since a man had made her cum. She felt herself soaking the sheets beneath her.
Yet even as Billy’s tongue tasted her pussy, Sue involuntarily found herself thinking about Alyssa…

* * *

“So what did you think of the conference?”
“Not bad. I think we generated a lot of interest in the WEA.” Sue glanced down at her phone. “We’ve already got over 1000 hits on the page!”
Alyssa smiled. “I think our decision to have you wear your Invisible Girl outfit definitely helped.” She raised her glass towards Sue, who returned the toast.
Sue had been hesitant to go with Alyssa’s suggestion; the merits of the Women’s Empowerment Agency (WEA) should be enough—trying to generate further interest by using her superheroine status seemed like a cheap tactic. But Alyssa had a point: the goal was to generate more buzz around the Women’s Empowerment Agency. And she would wear her Invisible Girl outfit beneath an elegant black leather skirt and blouse. She would just have the blouse unbuttoned to show off the skintight blue uniform, and perhaps a bit of cleavage. The idea was a bit distasteful, but if it meant more awareness for an important cause, then so be it.
“Maybe we should add it to the wardrobe rotation.”
Alyssa smiled. She could see Sue enjoyed being objectified by many of the reporters. It did not take a couples therapist to see Sue was not getting the attention she wanted at home.
“Why don’t we see what kind of interest we can generate at the club down the street. Let’s have a little fun!”
As the HR Director for the WEA, Alyssa Lee was typically business-oriented. It was in part because of her professionalism in her previous position at Oracle, Inc., and in part because she had established a significant number of followers on her various social media accounts—her exotic beauty and tech skills made her the perfect choice to be the position with the WEA. But despite her professionalism, Alyssa was still a woman in her 20s—she had a wild side that occasionally needed to be pacified. Going out dancing at a New York City club with Invisible Girl would definitely pacify her wild side.
“Let’s do it!” Sue was already feeling good. Between the hungry looks during the conference and the two martinis, she was up for some fun. She tried to think of the last time she had a fun night out. It was probably the previous summer when she and Alyssa had gone out during their business trip to the West Coast. ‘I really need to have more fun!’ Sue admitted to herself.
And Sue definitely had fun that night. Her celebrity status helped them circumvent the line, and once inside, she and Alyssa were the center of attention—there was a never-ending line of dance partners for their entertainment. By the time the last song played, both women were drenched in sweat and feeling completely relaxed. They stumbled out of the club into the chill early morning air and slowly made their way back to their hotel. People knew better than to bother them. Though a superheroine, Invisible Girl had a reputation for not being the most tolerant person when it came to disrespectful behavior towards women. At the club, she and Alyssa had fun with various dance partners, but now it was time for Mrs. Richards to end her night out.
Yet the night did not end upon returning to the hotel. The ride in the elevator made certain of that. As the two women were laughing and leaning against one another, Alyssa suddenly kissed Invisible Girl. She had meant to it as a friendly kiss, nothing more. Yet even as she slowly leaned in to kiss her on the cheek, Sue turned to face her and their lips met.
The unexpected spark between the two women was more of explosion. Alyssa was suddenly aware of how much she desired Invisible Girl. The past few years of working closely with the superheroine had given her unique insight into a strong and powerful yet compassionate and caring woman. Her admiration of Invisible Girl was matched with her sympathy for Sue Storm.
Sue had recently begun confiding in Alyssa some of her most intimate thoughts, including her frustrations with her husband. Alyssa felt an immense pride at being Sue’s confidante, and she felt great sympathy for someone as amazing as Sue Storm to be so callously ignored by her unappreciative husband. Alyssa’s kiss was meant as a show of appreciation; what it became was a display of passion.
Neither woman sensed who initiated the passionate aspect of the kiss, but both women welcomed it. For Alyssa, the thought of being intimate with the greatest of superheroines was beyond her wildest of her boyfriend’s fantasies! For Sue, the desire to be touched was overwhelming.
Having been so open with Alyssa, sharing her most intimate of thoughts and feelings, naturally led to a desire for physical intimacy with Alyssa. Whether or not she initiated the romantic aspect of the kiss, Sue immediately lost herself with Alyssa. Nothing mattered but this moment for the two women; neither woman gave a thought to what would happen once the elevator door opened.
By the time the elevator door opened, Sue’s blouse had been ripped open and Alyssa’s belt was unbuckled. Kissing, groping and panting, they stumbled down the hall to Alyssa’s room.
“Just a sec,” Alyssa panted as she fumbled with the hotel card.
The two women almost fell inside the room as they tumbled onto the bed. Sue was yanking at Alyssa’s pants as Alyssa unzipped Sue’s skirt. A moment later, Sue was wearing the newest incarnation of the Invisible Girl outfit and Sue was in her shiny red satin panties and bra.
“C’mere Alyssa,” Sue slurred the words as she grabbed Alyssa’s bra and pulled Alyssa to her. Whether she intentionally pulled too hard or whether it was by accident, Sue was titillated to snap off Alyssa’s bra and watch her HR director’s gorgeous breasts bounce free from the satin restraint.
“So that’s how you’re gonna be,” Alyssa teased. She grabbed ahold of Invisible Girl’s costume and yanked it down.
Despite having been up close and personal with Sue, Alyssa was nonetheless stunned by both the size and the firmness of Sue’s breasts. They were enormous! Alyssa could not resist squeezing them forcefully.
Sue gasped loudly. She was not quite ready for Alyssa’s enthusiasm, but she liked it. “So whaddya think of ‘em?”
Alyssa’s usual eloquence was limited to one word: “Fuck!”
Sue grinned. “Wanna kiss ‘em?”
Alyssa had already planned on getting her mouth on them. She pushed Sue onto the bed and clumsily climbed on top of her. Straddling the awaiting superheroine, Alyssa proceeded to kiss and suck on Sue’s tits while Sue stretched out on the bed and moaned in pleasure. Even in her drunken state, Alyssa was still aware enough to appreciate the moment: she was fondling and sucking on Invisible Girl’s massive tits! Only one other person had ever touched them in this way!
As Sue blissfully experienced the attention she craved, she felt a wetness between her legs she had not felt in a long time. She realized she wanted Alyssa to explore her womanhood. She was also abruptly aware of a desire to explore Alyssa!
“Lemme try something.” Sue clumsily pulled away from Alyssa, half sliding and half rolling out from beneath her. Alyssa was curious, but soon she was intensely aroused! Sue was repositioning herself beneath her with her head just above her hips!
‘Is she going to—’
She was.
A moment later, Alyssa was squealing in delight as her panties were pulled aside and Invisible Girl’s tongue slipped inside of her!
“Oh my God!” Alyssa gasped in sexual ecstasy. Gently and appreciatively, she moved her hips in rhythm with Invisible Girl’s tongue.
When Alyssa was able to somewhat regain her senses, she realized what Sue needed. Breathing carefully to maintain both her composure and her balance—her legs were still wobbly, though that had more to do with Invisible Girl’s tongue than the drinks back at the club. Alyssa relied on her years as a college gymnast to balance herself with one hand while her other pulled back the fabric separating her from the world’s most exclusive and desired pussy, all while keeping her own pussy firmly in Sue’s face. Slowly, gently and with great anticipation, she lowered herself until her lips engulfed Invisible Girl’s womanhood.
Now it was Sue’s turn to squeal. She almost climaxed when Alyssa’s soft lips kissed her wet pussy.
‘She is so fucking hot!’ The though kept going through Sue’s mind as she tried to maintain her focus on licking, kissing and sucking Alyssa. But try as she might, she knew she was not going to be able to hold back the overmastering orgasm brought on by Alyssa.
‘I’ve got to make her cum first,’ Sue thought to herself. Whether it was her innate competitive spirit or her position as Alyssa’s boss, or more likely her insecurity at her lack of sexual experience, but Sue needed Alyssa to climax first! She grabbed Alyssa’s hips, pulled her crotch firmly against her face, and really went to work on Alyssa’s pussy.
Despite being more sexually experienced, there was no way Alyssa was going to be able to hold out against Invisible Girl’s efforts. And was she…using her powers on her…?
“Sue! You’re…you’re going to make me cum!”
Alyssa felt the need to let Sue know before she climaxed. Though she was almost entirely lost in sexual bliss, there was a sliver of Alyssa’s mind aware enough to question whether it was acceptable for her to cum on her boss’—on Invisible Girl’s—face. But as she began her climax, all thoughts of propriety were cast aside. Alyssa took a deep breath, grabbed ahold of Sue’s hips, and pressed her face as hard as she could against Sue’s crotch.
“I’m cumming!!”
Alyssa’s squeal of sweet sexual bliss was muted by Invisible Girl’s delicious pussy. A moment later, she was cumming all over Invisible Girl’s face.
Sue had not heard Alyssa. Her face was too deeply buried in Alyssa’s pussy, and Alyssa’s hips were pressed so firmly against her ears that all she could hear was Alyssa’s heartbeat in her femoral artery. But she had tasted Alyssa incipient climax and was anticipating the orgasm. Yet it was still a bit of a shock when Alyssa drenched her in cum. Of greater shock was how much pleasure it brought her! Sue found she liked tasting Alyssa! And just as she discovered how erotic it was to have her beautiful HR Director cum all over her, Sue lost control over her orgasm.
“Oh fuck! I’m cumming too! I’m cumming too!!”
“Let it happen,” gasped Alyssa as she continued manipulating Sue’s clit and pussy with her tongue. “Cum all over me!”
And Sue did. “Uhhhhlyysssaaa,” she moaned as she released on Alyssa’s waiting face.
Though neither one of them had been with a woman before, they both knew exactly how to pleasure one another. There were no secrets and no barriers between them, and there would be no more inhibitions between them either.

* * *

Billy savored the taste of Invisible Girl. Even as she was cumming, he continued slipping his tongue inside her pussy and licking her clit, allowing Sue to properly enjoy her first orgasm of the night with no distractions. He understood what she needed. For now, it was all about satisfying her.
When Sue finally lay back down on the bed, Billy crawled up along her body until he was poised over her, their eyes meeting once again. Then he let his body slowly descend upon the trembling superheroine. She welcomed his firm body against hers. As their lips locked in a passionate kiss, she felt herself needing to climax again.
Before penetrating Invisible Girl with his cock, Billy had to permeate Sue’s lust with his presence. She had to be made to connect her sexual desires and satisfaction with him, not with his actions. Anyone would volunteer to sexually pleasure Invisible Girl—she was a fucking superheroine—but she had chosen him! William was not a humble man, yet even he had to ask himself why Sue Storm had selected him. That was a question he would address at a later date; now was the time to focus on Invisible Girl.
Sue found kissing Billy to be more enjoyable than she had anticipated. She wanted to be desired, to be caressed, to be fondled, and to be fucked. Kissing was certainly not top of mind, yet Billy’s soft full lips on hers was a sensation she deeply appreciated. In fact, she enjoyed kissing him so much so that she felt her second orgasm begin rising inside her. She decided to indulge it. She found Billy’s kissing to be a perfect blend of gentle passion with forceful desire, and his hot naked body lying on top of her was making her wet. Sue slipped her hand beneath the bottom part of her costume.
As she began fingering herself, enjoying the sensation of the latex fabric of her glove on her clit and in her pussy, she reached for Billy’s erection with her other hand. Sensing her desire, Billy elevated his hips to allow Sue to grab ahold of him. As they continued kissing, Sue coaxed a second climax from her sex-starved pussy while stroking Billy’s hard cock. She squeezed his throbbing manhood while releasing her second orgasm of the night.
Once she had properly climaxed, Billy rolled off of Sue and let her have her moment. He surreptitiously watched her as she quietly moaned in sexual pleasure, enjoying the site of the wetness spreading on the lower half of the superheroine’s costume.
Sue felt more relaxed than she had in years. She felt almost weightless on the bed, a sweet tingling sensation between her legs. She closed her eyes, savoring the moment. Involuntarily, her thoughts went back to her night with Alyssa. She recalled her gorgeous HR Director lying beside her in their hotel room. She pictured her body next to hers, her lips on hers…
But then another picture came to mind, a much more intense and exciting vision. She imagined what it would be like to have Alyssa here, now, with Billy. She felt a tingling spread all over her body at the thought of it: kissing and fondling Alyssa as Alyssa fingered her while Billy fucked her from behind. Was it feasible? Would Alyssa be—
“How about you have a taste of this?”
The question startled Sue from her reverie. She opened her eyes to see Billy almost straddling her face, his cock inches in front of her face!
Billy had hesitated to interrupt Sue’s reverie with such a bold question and gesture. He did not want to offend the superheroine, but he wanted more, so much more. And judging by his time with Sue, he assumed she wanted him to be bold, to push things beyond her comfort zone. He had let her enjoy her reverie for several minutes before making the move.
Billy assumed correctly: What should have shocked Sue’s senses inflamed her passions! Her thoughts of Alyssa joining her with Billy was supplanted by a sudden desire to have Billy cum all over her face. Her superheroine ethos craved it! The thought of her—the powerful Invisible Girl—lying on a bed sucking some reporter’s cock until he climaxed on her face was intensely arousing! Sue was still trying to deny and suppress it, but her superheroine psyche had a dark desire to be defeated and humiliated and sexually dominated. Tonight would be Sue’s first step down her dark path.
“Let me suck it,” Sue whispered as she reached up for Billy’s cock.
Billy braced his hands against the head of the bed and pressed his hips forward towards Sue’s face. His cock throbbed as he felt Invisible Girl’s gloved hand take hold of it and guide it towards her awaiting lips. He almost climaxed the moment his manhood was engulfed by Invisible Girl’s mouth. With an intense focus on avoiding cumming too soon, Billy moved his hips slowly in rhythm with Invisible Girl as she sucked his cock.
As he continued face-fucking Invisible Girl, Billy began to feel something tickling him between his thighs. The sensation was both distracting and pleasurable. Glancing down, he saw Invisible Girl—with her mouth engorging his cock—holding one of her breasts. It took him a moment to realize Invisible Girl had pulled out her massive tits from her spandex costume and one of her hardened nipples was fluttering against his anal region, stroking him in the sensitive area between his cock and his ass.
Unfortunately for Billy, he would not be able to indulge in the experience. The site of Invisible Girl beneath him, sucking his cock as his bare butt was bouncing on her enormous breasts, made his climax inevitable; the sensation of her lips and tongue on his manhood with her hardened nipple pressed up against his ass made his climax imminent.
“Oh fuck!” He made a move to pull away. But Invisible Girl had firm control of him—she was stronger than he imagined.
“Hold on!” Billy gasped desperately. “I’m going to cum!”
He could not let himself cum yet—he had to fuck Invisible Girl’s pussy first!
“It’s okay,” Sue whispered as she gently pulled her mouth away from his cock. “You can cum on my face.” Then she pulled him back into her mouth, and sucking him with her luscious lips and tickling him with her playful tongue.
Billy’s resistance was futile. He looked down at the beautiful superheroine and climaxed. As he began to cum, Sue pulled his cock from her mouth and let him climax all over her face. Straddling one of Invisible Girl’s massive tits, he spread his thighs and let her hardened nipple penetrate his ass. He then grabbed the back of her head with one hand, pulled her face firmly against his crotch and let himself release all over her. As he finished releasing on her, he grabbed ahold of his cock and slapped it back and forth against Sue’s face.
Even as he moaned in profound sexual satisfaction, he watched in fascination as he tried to create an indelible visual of the moment. Once he fully released himself on her, he rolled over onto his back and lay there catching his breath while wondering what would come next. ‘Just give me 15 minutes Invisible Girl, just 15 minutes,’ he thought to himself. Even with the satisfaction of having received an Invisible Girl blow job, he desperately needed to feel what it would be like to penetrate the mighty superheroine.
Invisible Girl lay on her back, her hair disheveled, her face covered in cum, and her tits hanging out of the cleavage window opening of costume. She tried to imagine how she looked: a beautiful and sophisticated model superheroine—debauched and disgraced! He had even slapped her around with his dick!
Sue slowly rose from the bed. “I’m just going to clean up a bit,” she said quietly.
In the hotel bathroom, Sue looked at her reflection. Admittedly, it was quite the sight: a gorgeous blonde bombshell with voluptuous curves in the thralls of a sensuous sexual tryst. She pursed her lips and brushed back her hair. Her makeup was still intact but her lipstick was smudged and her eyeliner was starting to streak. Her mature beauty contrasted erotically with her disheveled state.
‘Is this what I want?

* * *

“What do you think you really want?” William asked.
Sue sipped her espresso. She had a few ideas of what to say, and though one of them would be best left unsaid, she did allow herself a moment to visualize it: letting this handsome and eager reporter take her to a hotel room and pleasure her until she climaxed multiple times. She shook her head, trying to quell her desire and redirect her thoughts. How did she let herself get into this situation in the first place?

The opportunity Sue had been unwittingly looking for presented itself a few weeks prior at a press conference. As the community outreach coordinator for the Women’s Empowerment Agency, Sue held semi-regular meetings both in and out of New York City. It was at the November press conference when she found herself distracted by one of the reporters.
She had been scanning the room as she made her opening speech, singling out which reporters she would allow to ask her questions, when her eyes fell upon one particular reporter. He was a relatively new face, and though she had noticed his good looks before, she now looked at the reporter like a hungry cougar eyes a young buck. The young reporter sat in the fourth row, leaning attentively forward and genuinely listening to her words. He had an honest look to him, yet his subtle scruff and square jaw gave him a strong presence despite his quiet focus. She could just barely make out is name on the press pass: “William Sinclair”.
Sue decided to make things interesting. Typically, reporters in the fourth row were rarely called on; the top newspaper reporters sat in the front row, with the prominent online personalities in the second and third row. When she finished her speech, she looked directly at William Sinclair as she said, “I’ll now open up for questions.”
Hands shot up throughout the room. She started by calling on Ned Leeds of the Daily Bugle first. The two had a friendly rapport over the years, and the familiarity was reflected in his casual tone in asking his question.
“Sue, what impact do you hope your initiative will have in the next five years?”
As Sue answered the question, she found her eyes returning to the distracting face in the fourth row. And when she finished answering Mr. Leed’s question, she looked directly at William as hands shot up to ask a follow-up question.
William quickly sensed something interesting seemed to be happening. He decided to see if his instincts and the less-than-subtle clues were properly interpreted. Raising his hand, his hunch was confirmed when Sue called on him for the next question.
“Mrs. Reed, how do you balance the image of being a global icon with your work in empowering women with the responsibilities of a superheroine and your role as a wife and mother?” His voice was calm, thoughtful, and—she noted—tinged with curiosity that went beyond the surface. He seemed genuinely interested; he was not simply asking a question for an article.
Sue flashed him a radiant smile. “That’s a great question, Mr. Sinclair,” she said, letting his name linger slightly. “It’s not about balancing those worlds, it’s about merging them. Whether I’m in costume or here with you, my goal is the same: to make a difference that lasts.”
Then she leaned forward just a touch, her tone warm. “And it takes reporters like you—ones who ask the right questions—to help me tell that story.” She paused for a moment, then continued. “Of course, some stories can’t be covered adequately at a press conference. They need a longer and deeper analysis,” she said in a more hushed tone as she looked right at William. But before the room could sense her meaning, she turned her gaze to the second row and called on blogger and renown podcaster Vesper Fairchild.
As she continued answering questions, she let subtle glances slip his way. Every time their eyes met, there was a flicker of something unspoken—an interest with a spark of playfulness. As the conference rolled on, Sue felt a trill of excitement build inside her. Though it was subtle and limited to understated gestures, she could sense a connection with William. ‘Now if I can just get him alone after this conference,’ she thought to herself.
The press conference wrapped up with a flash of cameras as she stood in front of the large WEA banner hanging behind the podium and posed for the photographers in the back. When the last photograph was taken and the reporters slowly began to disperse, she stepped down from the podium, her heels clicking softly on the polished floor. She felt her pulse quicken as she walked to where William was packing up his gear.

“Mr. Sinclair?”
William’s head shot up.
“I wanted to thank you for your question. It was quite thoughtful.”
It took a moment before William could respond. He had intentionally taken his time to pack up to give himself a chance to think of a way to build off of Sue’s suggestive comment. Her words and her repeated glances seemed to indicate some sort of encouragement for him to follow up with her, but…this was Sue Storm! Invisible Girl! And despite having watched her throughout the press conference, seeing her up close was something else! She exuded class, grace, style and elegance.
“You’re most welcome Mrs. Reed. And thank you for calling on me; it was a privilege to have you take the time to answer my question.” He stood up quickly and extended his hand. Her hand felt smooth and cool as her fingers wrapped around his.
“Now you’re not going to write yet another fluff piece about me, are you?” She asked with a twinkle in her eye and a playful tone in her voice as she released his hand.
“I, uh… well, I hadn’t decided,” he managed, his professional demeanor scrambling to reassemble itself under her gaze. “But… you make it hard to stay objective, Miss Storm. You’re… not what I expected.”
“And what did you expect, William?” She smiled as she leaned forward, close enough for him to catch the subtle scent of her captivating perfume.
But despite the stunning distraction, William was somehow able to think clearly. This was happening! Invisible Girl was definitely pushing for something. He intended to find out, but he would have to do so on her terms—subtle innuendo and intentional ambiguity.
“I thought you’d be more… untouchable,” he responded, further emboldened by the amused arch of her eyebrow. “But you’re approachable.” He grinned. “Distracting, but approachable.”
“Distracting? Then perhaps you might want to get to know more about how I balance my superhero responsibilities with my personal life in a less distracting environment…if you’re not too busy writing superhero fluff pieces.”
They both knew the distraction was not a packed press conference, and William knew well enough to play along with the charade.
“Well, Mrs. Reed,” he said, attempting to seem casual by slinging his camera bag over his shoulder, “as a journalist, I pride myself on doing thorough follow-ups. I wouldn’t want to write about you without a proper… debriefing.” The pause was ever so slight. For a moment, William thought it had not been slight enough. If he was too forward, she would undoubtedly cut the conversation short.
Sue tilted her head, as if appraising his cleverness. “A debriefing? That sounds rather formal for a young reporter. I was hoping for something… casual.”
William felt his stomach drop. Had he overplayed his hand? Admittedly, the double-entendre was a bit obvious. He tried to play it safe. “Casual is a specialty of mine. In fact, I know a nice little coffee place a few blocks from here.” He glanced over where the HR director was engaged in conversation with several persistent reporters. “Unless you prefer I ask for an official interview through the proper WEA channels?”
“Perhaps, this one time, we can dispense with the proper channels. Tell me about this little coffee place of yours.”
William breathed a sigh of relief. Sue was still open to something. “Ladurée Coffee. It’s at 398 West Broadway, about 10 minutes from here…” His voice trailed off. Did he mean to suggest they meet up there now?
Sue nodded. She pulled out her phone and typed in the name of the cafe into the map app. “Perhaps we should meet up there for that debriefing of yours?” Her tone had a mild undercurrent of flirtation. Her suggestion and her tone surprised her as much as it excited William. Was she really going through with this? But what was “this”? Coffee and conversation? An extended interview? What was the big deal?
William almost blew it in his overly eager response.
“It’s a d—,” he stopped himself just in time. “It’s a deal. What time works best for you Mrs. Reed?”
“How about now?”
William was caught off-guard. Now? That did not give him time to compose himself. But she was in charge, and whatever she wanted, he was prepared to give her. “That works for me. Give me 20 minutes to get us a good table.”
Sue smiled and nodded. “Perfect. I’ll see you there in 20 minute. I just have to let Alyssa know I won't be available for the afternoon meeting.”
William hesitated for a moment. “If it’s easier for you, we can meet at a different time…or different day.”
Sue appreciated William’s thoughtful response, as most men would not delay a private meeting with her. “No. Today is best.”
William’s gesture was not as gallant as she assumed—he wanted time to compose himself. 20 minutes would have to do. “Sounds good. I’ll see you in a little bit Mrs. Reed!”
Sue smiled and nodded approvingly. “Se you in 20. And one more thing: If we are going to have an extended interview on my various roles, please don’t refer to me Mrs. Reed. Call me either ‘Ms. Storm’ or ‘ Sue’.” Then she turned and walked over to Alyssa, the sharp click of her echoed against the polished floor. Just before she reached the table where Alyssa was finishing up with the last reporter, Sue looked back over her shoulder at William and mouthed across the room“20 minutes.”
William quickly packed up the last of his gear. He needed time to find just the right table where he could make Sue feel comfortable and have her all to himself. She was no masked superheroine—people would notice Sue simply for her looks, but as the well-known superheroine, she would have the entire cafe staring and taking photos. If what he hoped was to happen, he needed to find a private table, a very private table.
He looked back at Sue as he walked out of the conference room. Was this really happening?!

Sue felt a cold shudder as she walked to the entrance of the cafe. Being a major celebrity, there was always a chance someone would post photos of her at the cafe, and sitting with a handsome young man in a one-on-one conversation, even under the guise of an extended interview, would cause a stir. And her decision to change her outfit certainly made any potential paparazzi photographs highly questionable. She put on her sunglasses and quickly walked into the cafe before any other second thoughts could manifest themselves.
William had selected Ladurée not simply because of the proximity to the conference hall, but primarily for the privacy it would afford. If what he anticipated was going to happen, he would need to let her see his best qualities, which could not happen over just a cup of coffee.
The welcoming aroma of espresso and cinnamon made Sue feel more at ease as she made her way to the far corner of the cafe where she found William seated at a small table. He had thoughtfully taken the seat against the wall, which would allow Sue to have her back to the patrons, offering her some privacy.
William stood up clumsily and tried to smile as he moved to pull out a seat for her. He was completely taken aback by Sue’s attire: she was wearing a tight black leather skirt, an elegant blouse with a black leather jacket worn over it, and tall shiny white stiletto boots. But what caught William off-guard were the garters and stockings along with her Invisible Girl costume worn beneath her blouse. This was definitely not what she had been wearing at the conference…
Sue waited politely for William to sit back down, appreciating his attempt at chivalry. She watched in mild amusement as he fumbled with his smartphone. Though William had fantasized about the moment since he had left the conference, he had not planned on how to start the conversation. Sue smiled at William’s social awkwardness. She had become accustomed to people fumbling over the words in her presence.
“Relax William. Don’t think of this as an interview with a superheroine, just think of this as a casual conversation with a businesswoman.”
‘Not sure if that’s possible,’ William thought to himself as he involuntary glanced at Invisible Girl’s legs, admiring her firm thighs covered in elegant stockings.
“Then I guess I should start by asking what you want.” He opened a voice-recording app on his phone and pushed it to the center of the table. “What do you think you really want?”

Sue leaned forward, clearing her head of the brief fantasy of a hotel room affair. Apart from her sexual desires, she had been thinking about what she really wanted for some time now. “I suppose I really want people to understand me. People take Invisible Girl for granted. Sure, they appreciate what she does, but they don’t appreciate what she sacrifices, not just for New York but for the world!”
William smiled. “I meant what you want to drink. But as to your answer, I can’t imagine what you must sacrifice to be a superheroine. Neither do most people. After I put in our order, can I get you to elaborate?”
“Absolutely,” Sue laughed. “And you can get me a double cappuccino.”
After William returned with their drinks, Sue began to go expand on her initial comment: “First of all, being a superheroine doesn’t pay. Literally. And most recently, it has become expensive. The Fantastic Four had two lawsuits recently. Thankfully, the verdicts came out in our favor.”
William recalled the first of the two court cases, mostly because of the photos of the trial. Sue had definitely appealed to the predominantly male jury by revealing her new superheroine costume at the trial. Invisible Girl’s sex appeal alone had won over most of the jury.
“Is that why you—” William stopped himself. The question was indelicate at the moment. “Is that why you started the Fantastic Fourtune Foundation?”
“Precisely. We needed the funds for the legal costs, as well as to have Goodman, Lieber, Kurtzberg & Holliway Law Firm on retainer. They don’t come cheap.”
They certainly did not. William had written an article on the Baxter Foundation’s expenses for Reed Richards’ extensive patents. Expenses related to the legal cost of mitigating the collateral damage from the Fantastic Four defending the city were exorbitant. Then there was the cost of damage outside the city.
“Thankfully, GLK&H is quite good, and both juries in the recent trials were able to appreciate the difficulties in maintaining peace and defending the city against villains who could care less about any collateral damage. Nonetheless, it is stressful and frustrating to read tweets and hear online commentary blaming us for the damage.”
“Why do you bother reading or listening to those nutballs?”
Sue sighed. “We have to. We want to make sure the public knows we listen to everyone, not just our supporters. And though it is exhausting, we try to respond to the more prominent critics.”
William asked several follow-up questions. He sensed Sue had a desire to vent, and she did so for a good 15 minutes. But William didn’t mind. There was a distractingly sexy quality in Sue’s indignant attitude. Here eyes became sharp and intense, her cheeks were flushed and a few strands of her blonde hair fell across her face. The intensity of her emotion aroused him. He made an effort to ask precise questions to bring out more of her frustrations with the vague notion that doing so might elicit other emotions from the superheroine. Bringing out the superheroine’s more intense passions could lead to her behaving more emotionally than rationally, and subsequently more susceptible to pursue her flirtations.
Once he sensed she had released most of her frustrations, William turned the conversation to a more positive topic. Manipulating Invisible Girl’s emotions from malice to magnanimity might move her to gratitude, possible opening an opportunity for her to show some of her gratitude…
“So what would you tell your fans? They must offer you some solace from the unfair criticism.”
Sue took a sip of her cappuccino and took a moment to consider the question. She definitely appreciated her fans, even the ones who seemed to appreciate her looks more than her deeds.
William made sure he covered all aspects of Invisible Girl’s fandom.“What about your most ardent supporters?” William leaned forward, placing his hand on Sue’s hand. “They must want to show you how much the appreciate you.”
William’s question and gesture brought Sue back to the reality of the moment. She glanced around the coffee house. The few people in eyesight had stopped looking at them. William had given her an opening, and it was time to make her move.
Sue took William’s hand and looked directly into William’s eyes. “I would want to know how much they appreciate me,” she whispered across the table.
Sue’s voice had a subtle flirtatious hint that did not miss William. His heart jumped as he sensed Sue was looking for something more than conversation! He leaned forward to match her position across the table.
“How would you suggest a supporter show his appreciation?” William whispered back.
Sue licked her lips. She felt a surge of excitement. How long had it been since she had last engaged in a flirtatious conversation? She relished the moment—the risky and the risqué—and she wanted to savor it.
“I’ll admit I get a lot of public shows of appreciation. I would want something more personal, something to show they understand what it’s like to be both Invisible Girl and Sue Storm. Most people only see Invisible Girl; they don’t ever see Sue.”
“Tell me what they are missing. What is it you want them to see?”
Sue spoke for a time about her various responsibilities. William steered the conversation away from her responsibilities as a wife and mother, focusing instead on her commitments to the WEA.
Yet even as she spoke of her professional duties, Sue found herself wanting to vent about her married life. She was not sure if it was due to William’s disarming personality or a desire to offer him a further opening, but she not-so-subtly moved to the topic of her home life.
At first, William thought Sue was trying to discourage his subtle advances. But to his surprise, Sue began criticizing her husband’s lack of attention and appreciation. William was initially confounded: how personal did she want to get, and what could he say without offending her or insulting her relationship with her husband? He opted to ask open-ended follow-up questions, allowing her to equivocate if she felt the need to do so.
But Sue was on a roll. She would later find herself shocked by how much she had revealed to William, yet in the moment she began releasing her months of frustration with Richard neglecting her needs.
When she had finished, she leaned back in her chair. Strangely, she felt no shame or regret in her marital confessions. It felt good finally acknowledging aloud what she had been feeling for far too long. Admittedly, she was taken aback by her crass conclusion, but Sue Storm did indeed need a good hard fuck.
William knew better than to console her; Sue needed satisfaction. And her last comment emphasized that point. He was both shocked and aroused, though he had no time to be distracted at the thought of Sue Storm being given a good hard fuck. He could enjoy the distraction in the privacy of his apartment when he could replay the interview at his leisure.
“I know this sounds absurd, considering what you have faced in your career as Invisible Girl, but you’re remarkably brave and honest.”
Sue finished her now tepid cappuccino. “Frankly, I’m tired of having to present this prim and proper face to the world. Yes, I have an image to maintain, but that’s a public image. In private, Sue Storm has to have her needs attended to properly.”
Emboldened by Sue’s unapologetic revelations, William decided to push things further. “How would someone properly attend to Ms. Storm’s needs?” He used the third-person reference to separate Sue from her relationships. The response he wanted had to come from the woman, not the wife or the mother.
Sue did not seem to notice the reference, but her response was unconstrained. “He would have to see the woman behind the superheroine, yet he would need the strength and desire to satisfy the superheroine as well as the woman. Does that make sense?”
William nodded. “Then I suppose he would need to strip Sue of her Invisible Girl guise without stripping Sue of her superheroine identity.” William’s words were tinged with a tempting invitation, but his gesture spoke louder. He slipped a hand beneath the table and touched Invisible Girl’s garter belt.
Despite her clear desire to flirt, Sue was initially taken aback—surprised by William’s boldness. She abruptly pulled away from him, sliding her chair back. The scraping sound her chair sliding back drew the attention from the couple on the other side of the room. Sue smiled awkwardly in their direction. They smiled back. Once the couple returned to their conversation, Sue looked back at William. He looked back at her dolefully.
‘Now that’s cute,’ she had to admit to herself.
Sue had been bothered by his gesture, in part because it was too bold of him to assume so much of her, but also because she felt a thrill from his touch. Regardless of her interest in seeing what could happen next, Sue had to disappoint William—he could not have Invisible Girl so easily.
“Look William,” her voice was flat and terse, “ I need you to understand something.”
William cast his eyes down, staring at his empty coffee cup. He knew what was coming next.
“I’m a married woman, and I am rather well-known, to say the least.”
“I understand,” William murmured. “All I meant was—”
“Please, let me finish.”
William nodded.
“And as a married woman and a well-known public figure. You can’t take such liberties with me. I know you like me, and I know we have had a really good conversation,” Sue smiled, “and perhaps a few moments of lighthearted flirtatious, but that is where it ends.”
She stood up. But as she dis so, she felt suddenly awkward. She felt a wetness between her legs and realized she had soaked the fabric of her costume covering her womanhood! Though William had merely touched her thigh, his gesture had excited her more than she realized. She quickly tugged on her black leather skirt, pulling it down to make sure the evidence of her excitement could not be seen. But she could not hide her desire to pursue something—anything—to shake her from her sexual malaise. Did she have to be so brusque with William? Hadn’t she been trying to elicit precisely such a response?
William quietly finished off his coffee in awkward silence while Sue rummaged through her purse to leave a tip. As they both exited the cafe, William turned to Sue in a last second attempt to extend the evening. “May I at least walk you to your car?”
The request was to delay her departure, to give himself time to desperately try to fix matters. He had no idea what to say or do next, but he could not leave things as they were.
Sue nodded, and the two walked silently to the garage at the end of the block. William racked his brain trying to come up with a topic of safe conversation; Sue anxiously vacillated between ending the evening and extending the evening. As she approached her Lexus, Sue finally admitted to herself that she did not want the evening to come to an end. More accurately, she did not want her evening with William to come to an end.
They stood in silence beside Sue’s car. So much had been covered over the past two hours, yet the awkward moment at the cafe still hung in the air like an oppressive smog ruining a beautiful view.
Sue reached in her purse for her key fob. Despite her stern tone at the cafe, Sue hoped William sensed she needed him to pursue matters further. She did not know if she wanted anything more than further conversation, but she knew she did not want to end the evening yet. She had to entice William to be brave, to make just one more move. The mighty Invisible Girl could not be the one to pursue; she needed to be pursued.
But Sue had needs too, and she had decided she was not about to let the evening end. William could see Sue’s hesitation as she was biting her lip and looking down. Here was no longer the confident leader of the WEA, nor the powerful leader of the Fantastic Four. Here was the sexually starved and lustful Invisible Girl reduced to a nervous teen hoping someone she was crushing on liked her back.
William seized on her hesitation. It was up to him to determine what would happen next. He sensed Sue wanted him to say it—needed him to say it—because she could not say it. This was the one remaining barrier. Her saying it would be wrong. Not the act itself, but the words. She could not utter them. They abruptly looked at one another simultaneously.
“Want to go back to my hotel?”
Sue bit her tongue to control her excitement, then nodded. Adrenaline surged through William, though he tried to remain as calm as possible for someone who was about to fuck a superheroine. They both felt the surge of excitement.
The next few minutes were a dream for Sue. William had given her the name of the hotel and written his room number on a napkin. They departed without so much as a handshake. Sue got into her car and, in a trance, drove to the Soho Grand. She handed the keys to her Lexus to the valet and took the ticket. As she took the steps to the hotel lobby, she glanced down again at the number scrawled on the napkin. Was she really going through with this? She needed something to take off the edge.
The elegant hotel bar served that purpose. She found a quiet table and ordered a drink. She was still hesitating to go through with her plan. Sitting at the table and listening to relaxing jazz music piped into the lounge, she began to realize the enormity of her actions. In the dim lighting, no one had recognized her, or if they had, they had been polite and left her to her thoughts. She still had done nothing wrong. She could finish her drink and go home.
‘What am I doing here? This isn’t who I am!’
Yet it was! Even as she questioned her morals, her thoughts transformed into feelings—the feelings of lust and desire. Her mind had already undressed William a few times. He was handsome and in great shape.
Then she thought about her birthday, and its entirely anticlimactic conclusion. ‘I need this,’ she rationalized to herself as she finished her drink. An affair could save her marriage! If she could have her sexual needs satisfied, she could forgive Reed’s lack of attention. ‘This is actually a good thing,’ she told herself as she began visualizing what was going to happen next.
Now her lust began to truly manifest itself. 15 stories above her, a man was waiting for her to satisfy her in every way she wanted. She gulped down her drink, left a twenty on the table, and made her way to the elevator.
Riding up to the 15th floor, she glanced at her reflection in the shiny metallic elevator doors. What she saw was an elegant and sophisticated woman, beautiful and fit, wearing a deliciously sexy outfit. The blurry reflection hid the lines that had haunted her thoughts on her birthday. Though Reed was unable to satisfy her, she knew William would. And she would make sure William knew what she needed. Quickly, she removed her black leather skirt and stuffed it into her purse.
The elevator doors opened onto a luxurious hallway. Sue was practically walking on air in lustful anticipation. Standing before William’s room number, she took a deep breath, then removed her phone from her purse and texted a single word: “ready”.

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Made a few subtle revisions. I'm trying something a bit new in having the main storyline occurring chronologically while inserting flashbacks along the way as necessary. Any critique or feedback would be appreciated, if you have the inclination.
Also, if you have a specific sequence you would like to see in the story--or a visual of something that has already occurred--I can add that to my next art commission.

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This is an image inspired by upcoming events as Invisible Girl attends a symposium on ESU's campus and becomes tempted to satisfy her ever-increasing lust while indulging in the college experience she never had.

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Wanted to add two images from Invisible Girl's upcoming Vegas trip when she lets herself cut loose...

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Alyssa may be willing to let her boyfriend have a moment with Invisible Girl, but she may have mixed feelings about it...but she likes to watch