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“Gentleman, I told you to tell your wives and girlfriends you’re in a meeting.”
“That’s not us, boss. That’s you,” Seth says.
Eleanor picks the absolute worst moment to pop her head into the room.
“Hey, I’m going to the deli to grab lunch. Do you want a sandwich or anything?” she asks.
“I’m fine. I already ate,” I lie. It comes out fast and gruff.
Eleanor shoots me a look. “Okay, suit yourself. I’ll be in the attic if you need me after three. I’m so excited for the floors!”
“Sounds good. Yes, it’ll be much less of a biohazard once there are floors,” I say stiffly.
Eleanor mouths, “What’s with you?” And leaves.
Seth starts snickering the moment she closes the door. “Gentlemen, we know why the ‘repairs’ are taking so long.”
“She’s hot!” another co-worker pipes up.
“You didn’t even see her.”
“She sounds hot.”
“Is she a maid?” Seth asks.
“No. Uh, that feels kind of sexist,” I start.
“And classist!” Seth adds.
“She’s a research assistant. It’s this thing the library set up. She’s digging through the attic to see if there are any documents about the town.”
Seth grins. “She’s not a research assistant! She’s a ghostbuster!”
I made the mistake of inviting Seth to Idylewylde Hall for a long weekend years ago, and he’s been obsessed with ‘his friend’s haunted house’ ever since.
“She has no formal training in anything paranormal,” I say.
“The fact that you’re saying that means something paranormal has been happening! Spill!”
“No,” I bark. “Gentleman, I realize that Halloween is coming up, but we have business to attend to!”
Eleanor and I have abandoned all pretenses. After my mother goes to bed, and we can hear the sound ofMurder She Wrotepiping through beneath her bedroom door, we crash together at the base of the stairs.
Our bodies collide in a meteoric fashion. Eleanor gasps as my lips find hers. Immediately, her hands loop around my neck, and she tilts her crotch toward me. I can feel the heat radiating from beneath her deceptively frumpy outfit. My hand traces the curve of her gorgeous hips and slips beneath the layers of wool to squeeze her ass. My hand wanders, feeling the softness of her inner thigh.
I slip my tongue into her mouth as I thumb the seam of her lacy panties. Her former uniform of old bras with distended elastic and cotton underwear has been replaced by a lacy red bra and matching panties. I wonder if she packed it or if she made the trip to the token department store in town, where the Lingerie department is staffed by an ancient woman named Gilda.
Eleanor rolls her hips toward me and moans as I slip two fingers into the seat of her underwear, parting her entrance. She’s already wet as I begin to finger her, arching the pads of my fingers against her clit. She moves her hips in synch with my hands, utterly under my spell. Little does she know I’m similarly enchanted. I could listen to the sound of her soft, percussive moans all day. I want to bury myself between her thighs and stay there.
We stumble upstairs, and Eleanor takes a moment to shed her shirt and skirt as I open the door. We continue making out as we stumble back to my bed. Eleanor flops back onto the mattress, and I grin, kissing her chest as I reach around and unclasp her bra in a fluid motion. I take the bud of her nipple in my mouth and suck satisfied as it pebbles. She groans and rolls her body again as I trail kisses down her abdomen.
Finally, I can feel the heat radiating from her center as I plunge my face into her entrance, licking fast and hard, causing her legs to shake. I immerse myself in her sounds and smells, feeling the heat of her center and her juices against my upper lip as I suck her decadent clit. She moans, heaving against the bed as I continue to pleasure her.
She comes with an earth-shattering yell that reaches up to the rafters. Then, she wraps her legs around me.
“I want you inside me,” she says as she kisses me.
She reaches down and undoes my belt, freeing my throbbing cock. I kiss her again, and she straddles me, flipping me over so she’s on top. I’m not complaining. I enjoy the view of her pert breasts bobbing as she captures my lips. I guide my cock into her and groan as she tightens around me ecstatically. She clutches the back of my shoulders as she rides me, utterly free and uninhibited, consumed by the depths of our shared pleasure. It’s enchanting. I plunge deeper into her intoxicating depths. She grips my neck, and we make eye contact as our faces contort in ecstasy. Finally, we collapse, sweating and satiated—a tangle of limbs.
