A Spirit's Touch

Thirty-Four. Julie's Toys 🔞

Apologies for those that may be familiar with this chapter. Originally used as the preview for part two. This is the edited version to fit into the story.

Julie stood in deep thought once more on the doorstep of her home, watching the sunrise. She patiently waited for the Fitzpatrick's to rise from their sleep, although she knew it would be a long while yet.

The spirit thought back to the previous night and how she had fucked the couple so hard that she was sure Sam at least, would sleep through the morning. Or at least until he had to get up last minute to get to work.

Julie was beginning to understand Sam's schedule; he would leave a couple of hours or so before Melissa and be out for up to three nights at a time.

Melissa seemed to have a standard nine to five job and was at home when she was not working, and she did not work Sunday's or Monday's.

This excited the ghost, it meant Sam would be leaving as soon as he woke up and Julie would be alone with Mel all day and night, her new favourite toy.

The young couple were fun and although somewhat a little frightened of discovering the house was haunted, neither one of them had made an effort to suggest moving elsewhere.

Julie could tell Sam was still sceptical towards the idea. The fool still believed it was Melissa and some new sexual vigour awakening inside of her that left him in a pool of his own cum whenever the spirit had him to play with.

However, Mel knew there was a sexually charged ghost in their home; Julie had fun with her the most, and it seemed Mel was also very much enjoying the contact.

The spirit returned inside once she became aware of movement in the house. Julie drifted up the stairs, stopping at the sight of Sam coming out of the bedroom and going into the shower.

Julie felt the urge to follow him in, one last play before he disappeared for a few nights, leaving Mel alone with the hungry ghost.

Instead, the spirit went into the bedroom to check on Mel. She was sleeping peacefully, oblivious to the world. Julie approached the bed and delicately pulled down the cover revealing the sleeping woman's bare torso.

Melissa stirred and her eyebrows furrowed as Julie cupped her left breast and gently stroked the soft flesh.

"Close the window," she murmured in her sleep and rolled onto her side away from the spirit.

Julie did not mind, her arse was just as shapely and the entity immediately placed a hand on the woman's buttocks and squeezed playfully before rubbing along the shape of her hips and up and down along her spine.

The spirit did not want to disturb Mel this morning and would stop her hand movements if  the woman stirred too much or muttered other words. She had time to let Mel sleep before Sam left and causing any unnecessary suspicion from him was not in Julie's best interests.

After a few minutes Julie stopped her movements and rested her hand upon Mel's waist. Ghosts cannot sleep but if they could, Julie would have happily fallen asleep there, holding onto Mel.

Sam returned with a whistle and a, "Hello, sexy," when he walked in and saw his wife's back and arse exposed.

Julie reluctantly released Melissa's skin and levitated away from the bed so that Sam would not climb on the bed and lay on the spirit. Although disappointment fell upon Julie when she realised Sam was not going to touch his wife, instead turning to the wardrobe to look for clothes.

This was not how Julie had decided things would go and chose to intervene. She had discovered a new trick since having a couple to live with her for the first time since Sheridan's family. Julie was able to change the energy in the air, this in turn affected the mood of the couple in the room with her.

Julie watched with delight as Sam felt a sudden arousal; he closed the wardrobe door and his hand instinctively went to his crotch. He was surprised at how hard he was and inspected his own cock as the towel lost the struggle against gravity and fell to the floor.

He turned to face Mel and began rubbing his swollen member. Julie stepped back and watched as Sam lined himself up next to Mel. He grabbed hold of her breast with one hand and stroked her pussy with the other. Even though she was still sleeping the energy affected her too and she was damp very quickly. Sam pushed his member inside her and began a slow thrust. He quickened his pace and Melissa was rocked back and forth to his rhythm before waking up to his thrusts.

"Sam? What are you doing? Did you not get enough last night?" She asked with sleepy confusion.

"I need this," Sam replied. "Let me have you before I need to go."

"You don't usually wake me up like this. Ahh, that feels good," Melissa replied faintly before Sam covered her mouth. She let out a few uncontrollable moans as Sam continued to push his erected cock inside her.

Julie stood, watched and smiled. She was doing this to the couple, and it gave her immense pleasure in doing so.

Eventually Sam came and he reached for tissue to clean himself and Mel up. "I'll see you in a couple of days, love," he kissed her on the forehead before proceeding to get dressed and leave for work.

Julie followed Sam around the house until he left. He complained about how each room was cold and that he would look into it when he got back. Julie enjoyed his company and his strikingly good looks and even if Mel was not living there, the spirit would still enjoy the man just as much.

An hour passed before Julie returned upstairs, disappointedly, Melissa was already wrapped in a dressing gown and preparing to start the day.

Julie was about to change her plans for her but a knock at the door halted her desires. She looked out of the window and for the first time since dying, she was stunned.

Judith Ainbridge was on the doorstep...

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