Presents from the past (closed for Jon)

No time for a full bath today. The redhead needed her brain to work, not to be all whoozy and warm from bathing!

"Showerhead." She mumbled. "Today I'm getting a showerhead." Meanwhile she ran the tap and stepped in the tub to just clean up with a wet towel and some soap. The strange toy was left in the bathroom. "YOU are staying here." She admonished the lifeless thing. "No more funny business! Geez..."

With that she slipped into a lovely green dress this time, actually picking out underwear since the woman needed to go to town to get things arranged. "I'll be back, lovely house!" She blew a kiss to the old mansion as she left the cottage and moved towards her car.
 
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Jon lays on his back in the tub waiting for her to get in. Jon hopes to punish her with a long tease session as she takes a bath again.... Jon listens to her say "Shower-head." then "Today I'm getting a shower-head." as she mumbles talking to her self, so she thinks. Jon watches with excitement as she starts the tap and steps in on his chest. As she stands and start washing above him, this drives him crazy and angers him, as Jon was enjoying the idea to tease her pussy again. Jon watches in a turned on state as she unknowingly pins him down and teasing him as she washes over/on him..... As Jon watches he cant help, but to build the sexual energy with him. Then as she is done and toweling off to dry off. She says in a frank tone to the object"YOU are staying here." then "No more funny business! Geez..."

Jon has his plan. He normally wont leave the grounds, but she is challenging him. This is his land and his house. So his rules. He plans to go with her and tease her for a punishment. Jon fallows her out of the bathroom and watches as she slips on her panties then the knee length dress that loosely moves with her. As she heads to the door, he slips out with her. As she stops to close the door he keeps moving and slips threw the back of the car and sits behind the driver seats. Jon smiles smugly as she is going to get funny business like it or not. This time she will be out and about and he will have fun teasing the poor woman. Jon watches from in the car as she blows a kiss, and he hears "I'll be back, lovely house!" as she moves the few steps closer to the car.

Soon as her butt sinks into the driver seat his hands reach around the head rest and lightly, but aggressively starts to play with her nipples........... Jon hopes to make this a long trip for her. Jon wants to get her so turned on she uses his toy or her own fingers with him in place to enjoy the view close up.....That poor woman is going to pay for trying to be the boss of his house on his land.
 
As soon as she sat in the car Naomi noticed the friction around her nipples. She frowned and moved around a little, trying to loosen the fabric of her dress which might have gotten stuck behind her back.
That wasn't the problem, it seemed, because the feeling persisted! The annoying thing was that her nipples reacted immediately, standing up proud under the unnoticed ghostly attention.

She groaned a little. There were advantages to being highly sensitive in that area, but this wasn't one of em! The woman needed to focus on the road! Naomi gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the sparks of arousal that moved through her body as a result. She planned on shopping and shopping it would be.

Moments later she almost ran into a lanternpost! "Oh god!" She gasped as she parked the car on the side of the road. "No no no, that won't do. Damnit, body, behave! I can't be *that* needy!"
 
Jon was amused with how she started to move around in the car seat infront of him. Jon enjoyed his punishment for her more as she groaned a little. Jon was even more pleased as he watched her stop on the side of the road. As she said "No no no, that won't do. Damnit, body, behave! I can't be *that* needy!" Jon's fingers picked up there speed. Her body was behaving better then he ever hoped for as he drove her crazy......Jon didn't plan to stop just yet till she begged for it or she came... What ever comes firs in his mind is the plan.
 
Once the car was in a safe place she leaned back her head against the headrest and tried to calm her body.
To no avail.
The damn stimulation just got her attention even more now that she did not have to pay attention to the road.

Naomi squirmed uncomfortably, realizing nothing was going to help but just letting it happen.
And if it was going to happen, she'd need to help herself a little. Feeling embarrassed like never before she slipped a hand under her dress, going to the sensitive spot between her legs to get this over with!
 
Jon was pleased with him self as Naomi squirmed under his hands and as she leans back in her seat. Jon showed no signs of slowing down, if anything his fingers picked up speed to punish her more. Jon watched as shes slips a hand up under the dress. Jon is half tempted to pass threw the seat to get at her pussy again with his mouth, but he holds back staying in the back seat. Jon wants to punish her more, this time with holding his tounge that has pleased her so well the night before.

It's hard for him to keep his mouth away from her pussy, but Jon wants to see what kind of out come will happen with out his probing in her, and just playing with her nipples.
 
In no time she climaxed, being worked up already by the constant teasing of her sensitive nipples, but...it did not feel right. It was just a mechanical orgasm, to get rid of feelings she really could not use right now.

In a way it was just downright disappointing.
It lacked something.

A deep sigh.
Naomi hoped she could just continue on her way now!
 
Jon sat smiling behind her behaving for now...... The disappinted sigh made him get joy hearing how she enjoyed him so much more then the fast job she did....

Tho Jon will not behave for long...... As he plans how to punish her next while keeping his hands cupping her breast.
 
"Blegh. I blame freedom. I blame Alan. Bah!" She muttered as the woman made ready to finish the drive to town. Alan, gods, that man had screwed things up. Only now did she feel the room to discover what she really liked, what she wanted out of life.

Well, better late than never.


Naomi drove straight to the handy store she'd discovered on the way to the mansion to get that showerhead. Getting out of the car, though, her eyes were drawn by a colourful dress up for show in another window.

The woman hesitated. Shower head or dress? Or could she afford both? Technically the shower head fell under renovations, right? So...maybe she could use some of her leftover savings to treat herself? The sleeveless dress looked just right in length. It should reach to her knees. And the pattern...

Naomi let out a deep sigh. The pattern was like those old fashioned tiles people sometimes used in bathrooms, only in a strangely warm blue hue. Oh god, she was falling in love with it. The concentric patterns, the tile-effect, the frilly white hem...

Please be affordable...

Would she dare step in?
 
After bringing Naomi to the point she needed to orgasm, Jon kept his hands on her breasts. Her nipples right in the Y below the knuckle of his middle finger and ring finger. Jon loved the feeling of each bump in the road, that made her nipple rub on his hands.

Jon had to let go of her breasts as they got out of the car, but soon as he could he put his hands back on her breasts. He made sure to give them a soft pinch by pressing his 2 fingers together with the nipple trapped in the middle.

Jon could only wait to see where she would go first, but he was looking foreword to walking with her for this trip. Feeling of her body shifting and shaking with each of her steps.

Jon dose not know how he will act up in the store, but he plans to turn her on again while she is in the store. Jon will have to wait to see when and how he will punish her again.
 
Naomi hissed at the ever present friction on her sensitive nubs, even if it was less demanding than before. "Did I eat something weird? Do I have some kind of hormonal imbalance all of a sudden?" She muttered at herself.

Either way, the day was difficult enough for her to decide she bloody well deserved a new dress! She could always try and see if she could get some ' first needs' money for her work here and otherwise she'd do fine on bread! That lovely tile-thing was just begging to be worn!

The young woman walked in. "Afterno...no wait, it's morning. Good morning!" She greeted the shop assistent, a cute, slender thing that could not be much over 18.She was the kind of high blond, ever smiling girl that would gladly put any girl to shame in any highschool, just for looking different. Even if she kept her polite smile on, Naomi already saw the familiar ' you are too plus to be here' signs in the blond's eyes.

Throwing her red curls over her shoulder -her big weapon against any uppity girl- Naomi straightened her back, to hell with the odd arousing friction! Let those nipples point! SHE was going to make a point!

" How can I help you?" The petite blond asked.

"I noticed that tile dress in the window? I would love to try it on." She refrained from asking if it came in her size. She'd find out. No more begging for people's okay. She'd had plenty of that with Alan and his ever-pitying look if she asked for anything.

"Are..." The blond shut up. She was here to sell. On commission. "But of course, just let me see about our stock." The girl turned away.
 
As the sales girl walked away. Jon gave a few soft grips to Naomi's breasts, with her nipples still trapped in the joint as they get pinched.

Jon was doing his part to make sure Naomi's nipples stayed nice and hard. Jon can't wait to get to have some real fun in the dressing room.
 
Naomi closed her eyes, trying to control her breathing at the sudden pressure starting up again. "Oh god." She groaned. "Not again...come on body, don't make me look like a fool in front of that prissy prom queen!"

Yet her nipples stayed firm upright. Well, that could be worse. Those jolts through her body though, at the sudden pinch...She grabbed the counter.

The girl returned with two dresses. "I'm not sure what size you normally wear? So I brought you two to try out. If it's too snug, give a holler. I'll see if we still carry anything bi...uh...wider."

Kudos to the girl for trying to be polite about it, but Naomi was not very impressed. She wasn't obese! She wasn't some alien from outer space! She sported a very comfortable plus size and most regular dresses even fit, if they were designed to hold her ample bosom. Heck, regular WAS on the plus side these days! Skinny was SO last year!

"Thanks." Was all that came out of her mouth as she grabbed the dresses and made for a dressing room. She couldn't wait to try it on. Those patterns...they were almost hypnotic!

This kind of little specialty store did not sport those tons of small dressing rooms. Much to Noomy's surprise it was spacious enough for two, even with a little stool in the corner. With a little squeal of excitement she quickly undressed to try on the first of the two sizes.
 
As Naomi started to take pull up her dress, Jon finally let the breasts go as he dropped to his knees. Jon now started to slide his hand along the underside of her panties as the first dressed slipped down over her body.

Jon kept his body phantom only giving his fingers mass to play along the panties.....
 
A sigh of relief as she was granted a reprieve from her breasts. "So it IS the dress...hm, maybe resort to damn bra's after all." The redhead mumbled as she moved the tiled dress over her head, unaware of Jon's presence.

She had not checked any labels or measurements, just grabbed the first one in reach, but...oh gosh, it fit. It fit! And so nicely too! Naomi was pulling a little along the seams, getting her breasts in place, moving the seams to the right side of her arms. She was so distracted by what she saw in the mirror that the oddly lively feeling near her panties went unnoticed for now.

"Oh...oh my..." Naomi beamed. Suddenly she was no longer the hyperactive young thing that had invaded Jon's house. Here stood a woman who was finally gettng an idea of her own self. "Oh I like this....no, I love this...oh my gosh..."

"Need a bigger one?" The snide comment sounded from the other side of the curtain.

Naomi scowled. "NO, thank you. This fits me just fine!"

"If you're sure..."

The redhead rolled her eyes. "YESI am sure." She stepped forward to see herself up close in the mirror, straight *into* the ghostly presence!
 
Jon wasn't being mindful how close he was to her, and let his body take solid mass as he was enjoying the view and the rubbing of her panties to tease her more.... Suddenly with a step his view was nothing but her hips. Jon could feel her hips pressing into his forehead, and her thick thighs pressing on his cheeks. Jon found his nose, curving just under her hips.

Jon don't know what to do, shock has him frozen in place, tho he is also loving this. Only thing that could be better if her legs where more wider so his chin could be fitting under her hips more better.... Tho in a happy daze he is content to stay just in front as he is.... Jon could move back a bit more tho there isn't much room, or he could go phantom so he has no physical mass. Tho Jon has no mind to do that at the moment.
 
Naomi felt herself step up against something...solid? Something solid which was pressing against yet another sensitive part of her body!

THe woman squeaked and stumbled back, tripping over the stool and going down in a blaze of embarrassment, hitting her head against the other side of the little room. "Ow!"

"Are you alright?What's going on in there!" The petite on the other side insisted. "Can I come in?"

"Yes...no...I'm...I'm a cluts. I tripped. Sorry! All good! Dress is not ripped! Room is still standing! Now I just need to as well..."

Had she actually felt a HEAD there? It sure felt like it. Like...a nose protruding just near her clit, a round shape against her thighs. She was breathing fast now, flushed all over, but definitely not in arousal. Something very odd was going on in her head because nothing was here! No one was here! Just her and the mirror!

"Fuck, I'm loosing it. Post traumatic stress disorder anyone? Goddamnit, Alan, you screwed me up!" The redhead scrambled back on her feet and quickly started to undress in order to put on her own clothes again. She wanted to get out of here.
WITH that dress.
 
For a moment Jon was in heaven, feeling her hips and wonderful thick thighs pressing into his face. Then he heard a squeak as she moved away from him. before Jon knew it, he was watching Naomi fall as he listens to the two ladys have the conversation with him basically in the middle.

Jon stays on his knees as he watches Naomi undress again so close with out touching him. Jon made sure to be phantom as Naomi passed threw him and out the dressing room door.. Jon is still on his knees as she makes her move, this time passing threw him pushing the door open so she can exit into the store..... Leaving Jon to get up and fallow her.

The sales lady holds no attraction to Jon as he hardly notices her at all.....
 
"Are you sure everything is alright?" The blond sounded suspicious as if Naomi had been doing drugs in the dressing room.

"VERY sure." The redhead nodded vehemently. "I'll take it. Uh...how much does it cost?"

"Was it the right size?" The saleswoman asked sweetly. "Are you sure you don't want to try..."

"NO." Naomi blinked at her own vehemence. That moment in the dressing room had really startled her. "I mean...I ...it fits. I had it on. It's beautiful."

"Well, alright. That will be 59,95 please." She deftly pushed the number into the register.

Naomi swallowed. Alright, she might possibly find that dress somewhere else for cheaper but...would that be the same quality? And at least now she knew it fitted her like a glove! And she deserved it!

I do deserve it. I've been through too much crap already. Come on. One nice thing. Just for me. Cause I like it. Not cause someone else told me to like it.

The woman moved her card through the reader with a smile that she thought might look confident. Did she have enough in her account? Damn stupid not to link the house account to her own!

It worked.
She sighed and smiled when handed the bag. "Thank you. Have a nice day!"

Naomi all but hop-skipped out of the store.
 
As Naomi walked threw Jon, it froze him in place with the shock from the tingles all threw his body for few seconds. Jon fallowed her to the counter standing to the side nearest to the center of the store, so his eyes could move over her body as she payed for the dress.

Jon fallowed Naomi out, wondering where to next. Would she go buy the shower part like she wanted, or would she head for home?
 
"Hah! I can't believe I did that!" Naomi gloats. "I did it! I bought a dress in an actual store and no one who will hold it against me!"

The little joys in life. She stopped in her tracks. Shit. If she was already overjoyed by simply shopping for herself...how much of Alan's influence would she still encounter? How much would she still have to fight.

The redhead did not enjoy having to come back to those thoughts. "Gonna need therapy this way." She grumbled, definitely not having forgotten what she thought to feel in the dressing room. She shook her head. Her curls danced around her round face, making her resemble those antique porselain dolls all the more. "He's not here. Not anymore. I'm me. There. And now, next step!"

Not that far away she found the store she'd noticed when she drove into town. The perfect place for all typical small household stuff. After asking where to find the showerheads Naomi took the time to compare. "Nowwwww, let's see...which one has water-sparing possibilities...don't think the place has much waterpressure to start with, heh. Dumdedum...oh! Nice broad one. I like. Rain showers. Alright! That's it then."
 
Jon fallowed her into the store. She had taken a bit of time to find a staff member and that gave him time to get to the isle before her. Jon had just laid down on the floor as she turned the corner. The first heads she looked at was at his hips. Slowly she walked seaming not to notice him being under her feet.
The one she wanted as over his head. Jon loved the view up her thick legs and up her sexy body as she looked at the heads....As she stands with her left foot on his chest almost to his chin the other at his lower ribs area... He could hear her say" I like. Rain showers. Alright! That's it then" with a bit of excitement.
 
Of course the woman had no clue. How could she with an invisible, intangible ghost in a world where such things were laughed away to the realm of movies and fantasy?

Completely unaware of his little sightseeing she stood there, at ease, until she was absolutely sure this was the one. Now that she was here, there was no reason to skip browsing around a bit. Who knew what treasures were hiding in this store?

Naomi did not notice the ghostly presence following her, even if perhaps she felt a little chilly at times, as if a draft was constantly playing around her.

"I think I'm getting sick." The woman frowned. Just to get her mind off things she decided on a rose gold measuring tape, a bright yellow bedlamp and a handful of batteries for whatever purpose.

With those purchases taken care of, she felt better.
Silly.
But better.
 
After leaving the store. Jon was expecting Naomi to put the stuff in the trunk. She on the other hand walked to the back passenger seat as she leaned in to put the stuff in the car. Jon got to admire her full hips as she bent over.... When she got done and closed the door, before walking around back of the car to the driver side. Jon slipped into the front passenger seat.

This ride he would have a good view of her from the side rather then over her shoulder like with the trip into town.
 
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