The water was warm hitting your skin and descending on your body down to your toes. The familiar smell of the room filled your nostrils making you feel nostalgic.
Things may have changed around the hotel but still the character of this place clung to every corner, the trapped souls were vibrating from each wall but that didn't bother, it was your home once, why would it scare you?
You were scrubbing your scalp with the free cheap shampoo provided by the hotel, then you felt someone, massaging you back, hands were running slow and tender. You moaned at the sensation. You started moaning, but then you realized there was only one person who did this to you.
"You came back" Her chilly voice sent goosebumps all over your body stealing you away from your reverie.
"Sally..." without turning on your back, you knew who was behind you. You knew her touch all too well, you could easily differentiate her touch from anyone else.
Sally started kissing you from your back, she flipped you and pinned you the to the nearest wall, attacking your lips and sliding a leg between yours. Cupping your boobs and massaging it with so much care, she nipped at your sweet spot making you moan her name. Sally smiled, proud of herself. You wanted it as much as she did, you missed this kind of feeling. The softness of every caress, her lips, her magical sweet words that she filled you with during steamy sex in the shower in the middle of the night.
Your body missed it. You felt as though your body and hers fitted to well and was made for each other. Sally knew every inch of you with one single touch she could make you cum hard.
"Sally stop..." You said, bewildering the woman who started toying with your cunt. Just in time you said those words somebody entered the hotel room, the loud shutting sound of the door made your body jumped.
"Sweetheart? are you in the shower?" The woman said, seeking for your presence.
"Who's that? your mom?" Sally said looking at the bathroom door. The knob was turning and your eyes widened, afraid of being caught in act of having sex with a ghost. A brunette entered the bathroom with a wide beam on her face, when she saw you through the glass door of the shower she bit down her lips, eyes were scanning your sexy frame. Sally quickly vanished and you had no idea where she went but it was a relief for you.
Ally started undressing herself and joined you in the shower. Kissing your body, washing away all of Sally's touch. Her fingertips caressed your clavicle seeing the faint marks that the ghost had left. She brushed it off and continued her way down. Until she met you dripping lips. You were wet...but that was because Sally left you that way, not because of Ally. It was all for Sally.
But you did nothing to stop her. You just let her, wishing Ally could make up for Sally's absence. It went further than you thought, you both decided to continue it on the bed, this time Ally was proving herself and you had completely forgot about Sally but then in the middle of love making Ally had been suspicious of you.
"What's wrong (y/n)?" your wife worriedly asked you, cupping your jaw.
"Nothing I just...I feel so tired can we sleep instead?" that was only a partial lie, you felt someone's presence in the room watching the two of you. It was definitely Sally.
"Oh, yeah sure." Ally simply responded. You knew she was disappointed about it. This was the first time in two weeks you both had sex because she had a rule, no sex while Oz was around and since it was vacation Oz was always around. You kissed her goodnight and later on she fell asleep, naked under the cover.
"Well she's not half as bad as I thought (y/n)." Sally mockingly laughed as she took another hit of her cigarette. She sat there on the bottom of the bed looking at you.
