Sex Genie: Pleasing My Master

"Stephen?" Theresa asked again, when he didn't respond.

Crap, what had she said? Something about breakfast, and then what? He had been so consumed with how she didn't see Grace that he completely missed the question she asked.

Grace came to his rescue though, and he felt the weight of her words on his mind, "Just nod and say 'yes, Mom.'"

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"Yes, Mom," he repeated, trusting Grace implicitly in the situation.

"Great! Get dressed and come have some eggs and bacon!" Theresa smiled and just like that, dipped her head back from the door and closed it.

Stephen just watched the door close in amazement, and then looked down at Grace, who was still wearing that mischievous smile.

"How? W-what? Why?" He muttered, not sure how to even phrase the question.

"I think the words you are looking for are, how did she not notice me?" Grace giggled.

"Yeah, that!"

Grace leaned up and kissed him, "Did you forget already what I told you yesterday? My powers of anonymity protect us from being seen by those we wish not to. Since it wasn't in your wishes that your mother meet me yet, I just made it so that she didn't even notice me here."

Stephen's brain hurt, not just from forgetting that she clearly explained that yesterday, but from seeing it displayed in action. "So it does work."

"Mhmm," Grace nodded brightly.

"Wow, that's extremely useful," he mused.

"Trust me, I can find some very exciting ways for it to be very useful," she purred, giving him a seductive kiss on his neck.

"Wait, something I don't understand," he started. "When she looked in here, are you like, invisible? Or did she technically see you, and it just didn't register."

"The second one," she replied. "If I were invisible, then even you wouldn't be able to see me. She "saw" me but it registered as so completely ordinary that it didn't warrant any investigation. It was like seeing a completely white wall in a building, with no decoration. You know it's there, but because it's not interesting, you don't give it a second though. Make sense?"

"Kind of," he chuckled, nervously.