Happy Halloween Story
October 31, the day of Halloween. Emma had her costume picked out, this year she was dressing as Snow White, with a Yellow skirt and Blue short-sleeve top with puffy shoulders. The body of the top was a darker blue and there were two red strips on each puffy shoulder. The top was a size too small but she seemed to fit into it OK as long as she didn't bend over too suddenly. She was worried it might show too much of her bra underneath but that could not be helped. It would be fine for 3 or 4 hours while she handed out candy.
It looked like it may rain so she put up a portable patio cover in the driveway along with a table and a chair, and of course the candy would be out there too.
It was nearly 4pm when the children would be starting to arrive so she put on her bright Red lipstick, and pulled her hair back into a bun, then added the bright Red (matching the lipstick) bow to the front. A pair of black pointed dress shoes, and a pair of white gloves and she was all set. She moved everything outside and sat in the chair with her legs crossed to wait.
Roger was watching her set up, he had been lurking around her place for a while, taking note of the times she came and went, who else lived there (nobody), and any friends or associates she had (few). He watched her setup the cover, move the table into place along with the chair, and then she came out with the bowl of candy and sat down.
He thought she was stunning in that little girl dress, she looked like some kind of movie star with that bright Red lipstick. He imagined her tied up and him pulling her panties down, but those thoughts had to wait until later, once he had things under control.
There was nobody around and she was just sitting there in the chair, her legs folded. She seemed to be pretty trusting as she had not suspected anything and was not the slightest bit nervous.
He moved from the hedge he was hiding behind, to the car in her driveway. He snuck over to the door and turned the knob and was surprised when it opened. He went inside.
Looking out the window he could see her sitting there. Nobody around at all. He didn't understand how she could do that, he would go insane.. well, maybe he already was.
He snuck upstairs to her bedroom and noticed the laundry hamper, a pair of panties on top. He didn't want to disturb anything, so he just stuck his nose in for a sniff and instantly got hard. She smelled amazing.
A pair of nylons were there too and he sniffed those. He was so horny, it felt like hadn't fucked anyone for a century. This was going to be epic, but first he had to secure her, get her inside here, maybe tie her to the bed. Should he strip her first before tying, or cut her clothes off?
Damn, these thoughts were not helping, he was too horny and he knew his balls were driving things at the moment. He could get in trouble easily if he didn't plan this out correctly.
Reaching into his bag he pulled out some rope and tied one piece to each leg of the bed, making sure the other end was long enough to reach her limbs, then he stuffed them under the bed so they were invisible.
He pulled out the hypodermic needle and filled the syringe with the sleep potion he had made himself. It was reported online it would paralyze a person within 1 minute once injected. Paralyzed, but still able to feel everything, just not able to move any muscles. This sounded so great, he was so excited.
He took a few breaths thinking about her there, in the chair. All he needed to do with sneak up, stab the needle in her neck, inject it, then he could drag her back into the house, up the stairs and tie her into the bed.
"Yes", he thought, cutting her clothes off would be a lot of fun. He pulled out the scissors to make sure he had them, and imagined slicing through her panties as she watched him, unable to do anything about it, and then he could shave her pussy and get down to business.. damn... stop thinking about it, get your head in the game here Roger. Horse before the cart.
With the syringe ready, he left his backpack in the room, then snuck back downstairs. He could see her still sitting there in the chair, one leg crossed over the other. It looked like some kids had come by because some of the candy was missing, or maybe she started eating it.. Didn't matter, her life was about to change.
He opened the door and snuck back out behind the car. It was considerably darker now, so perfect. There were some people walking around but this was a fairly quiet neighbourhood so not likely any of that would interfere.
Some kids came by and he waited until they left, watching them walk away. He had the syringe ready, she was sitting there in the chair, staring forward, oblivious to what he was doing and he had to smile, this was going to be so easy.
He started to walk toward her, the needle up in the air, his thumb on the plunger when some people came around the corner and he quickly retreated back behind the car. Some kid in a robot costume, and another dressed as a Tiger, both with parents in tow. They got their candy and left.
He started to move toward her again but here were more kids coming. "Dammit" he thought, can't seem to catch a break, he just needed 1 minute.. OK, maybe 2 to get her inside. He wasn't worried about abandoning the candy, let the kids take whatever they wanted.
Things seemed to slow down, so once again he moved toward her. The needle ready to strike. He reached a hand around to cover her mouth, then he jammed the needle into her neck.. or thought he did, but instead of the needle injecting, it broke off.
She didn't seem to be fighting back so he removed his hand from her mouth. She just sat there, like she was before, one leg crossed, she was waiting for more kids.
He was looking at the syringe and could see the remains of the needle there, broken off cleanly, like he had tried to stab it into a metal box.
A sound, and when he looked there were 3 kids standing there, a boy was staring at him holding the needle in his hand, or what was left of it. The other kids didn't seem to notice him at all. They had their bags open and the lady was putting candy into them.
The boy staring at him had his mouth open, he kept looking between Emma and Roger but was not saying anything. His eyes dropped to the knife in his chest, then back up to his face.
Emma put some candy in his bag, then her gaze shifted over to look at what he was staring at. She looked directly at Roger.
"You can see him too can you? that is interesting"
"Ugh huh" he said
"Well no need to worry, he hasn't quite moved on yet, but I am certain one day he will, once he figures it out". She sighed, giving Roger one more look, then dropped an extra candy bar in the boys bag, "It's our little secret OK"
"OK" he said, then he turned and ran off to catch up to his friends.
Emma turned to look at Roger. "Roger, you know you can't affect the living, why you keep trying is beyond me, but you need to figure it out and move on because this is a really silly activity for a ghost to pursue over and over"
It looked like it may rain so she put up a portable patio cover in the driveway along with a table and a chair, and of course the candy would be out there too.
It was nearly 4pm when the children would be starting to arrive so she put on her bright Red lipstick, and pulled her hair back into a bun, then added the bright Red (matching the lipstick) bow to the front. A pair of black pointed dress shoes, and a pair of white gloves and she was all set. She moved everything outside and sat in the chair with her legs crossed to wait.
Roger was watching her set up, he had been lurking around her place for a while, taking note of the times she came and went, who else lived there (nobody), and any friends or associates she had (few). He watched her setup the cover, move the table into place along with the chair, and then she came out with the bowl of candy and sat down.
He thought she was stunning in that little girl dress, she looked like some kind of movie star with that bright Red lipstick. He imagined her tied up and him pulling her panties down, but those thoughts had to wait until later, once he had things under control.
There was nobody around and she was just sitting there in the chair, her legs folded. She seemed to be pretty trusting as she had not suspected anything and was not the slightest bit nervous.
He moved from the hedge he was hiding behind, to the car in her driveway. He snuck over to the door and turned the knob and was surprised when it opened. He went inside.
Looking out the window he could see her sitting there. Nobody around at all. He didn't understand how she could do that, he would go insane.. well, maybe he already was.
He snuck upstairs to her bedroom and noticed the laundry hamper, a pair of panties on top. He didn't want to disturb anything, so he just stuck his nose in for a sniff and instantly got hard. She smelled amazing.
A pair of nylons were there too and he sniffed those. He was so horny, it felt like hadn't fucked anyone for a century. This was going to be epic, but first he had to secure her, get her inside here, maybe tie her to the bed. Should he strip her first before tying, or cut her clothes off?
Damn, these thoughts were not helping, he was too horny and he knew his balls were driving things at the moment. He could get in trouble easily if he didn't plan this out correctly.
Reaching into his bag he pulled out some rope and tied one piece to each leg of the bed, making sure the other end was long enough to reach her limbs, then he stuffed them under the bed so they were invisible.
He pulled out the hypodermic needle and filled the syringe with the sleep potion he had made himself. It was reported online it would paralyze a person within 1 minute once injected. Paralyzed, but still able to feel everything, just not able to move any muscles. This sounded so great, he was so excited.
He took a few breaths thinking about her there, in the chair. All he needed to do with sneak up, stab the needle in her neck, inject it, then he could drag her back into the house, up the stairs and tie her into the bed.
"Yes", he thought, cutting her clothes off would be a lot of fun. He pulled out the scissors to make sure he had them, and imagined slicing through her panties as she watched him, unable to do anything about it, and then he could shave her pussy and get down to business.. damn... stop thinking about it, get your head in the game here Roger. Horse before the cart.
With the syringe ready, he left his backpack in the room, then snuck back downstairs. He could see her still sitting there in the chair, one leg crossed over the other. It looked like some kids had come by because some of the candy was missing, or maybe she started eating it.. Didn't matter, her life was about to change.
He opened the door and snuck back out behind the car. It was considerably darker now, so perfect. There were some people walking around but this was a fairly quiet neighbourhood so not likely any of that would interfere.
Some kids came by and he waited until they left, watching them walk away. He had the syringe ready, she was sitting there in the chair, staring forward, oblivious to what he was doing and he had to smile, this was going to be so easy.
He started to walk toward her, the needle up in the air, his thumb on the plunger when some people came around the corner and he quickly retreated back behind the car. Some kid in a robot costume, and another dressed as a Tiger, both with parents in tow. They got their candy and left.
He started to move toward her again but here were more kids coming. "Dammit" he thought, can't seem to catch a break, he just needed 1 minute.. OK, maybe 2 to get her inside. He wasn't worried about abandoning the candy, let the kids take whatever they wanted.
Things seemed to slow down, so once again he moved toward her. The needle ready to strike. He reached a hand around to cover her mouth, then he jammed the needle into her neck.. or thought he did, but instead of the needle injecting, it broke off.
She didn't seem to be fighting back so he removed his hand from her mouth. She just sat there, like she was before, one leg crossed, she was waiting for more kids.
He was looking at the syringe and could see the remains of the needle there, broken off cleanly, like he had tried to stab it into a metal box.
A sound, and when he looked there were 3 kids standing there, a boy was staring at him holding the needle in his hand, or what was left of it. The other kids didn't seem to notice him at all. They had their bags open and the lady was putting candy into them.
The boy staring at him had his mouth open, he kept looking between Emma and Roger but was not saying anything. His eyes dropped to the knife in his chest, then back up to his face.
Emma put some candy in his bag, then her gaze shifted over to look at what he was staring at. She looked directly at Roger.
"You can see him too can you? that is interesting"
"Ugh huh" he said
"Well no need to worry, he hasn't quite moved on yet, but I am certain one day he will, once he figures it out". She sighed, giving Roger one more look, then dropped an extra candy bar in the boys bag, "It's our little secret OK"
"OK" he said, then he turned and ran off to catch up to his friends.
Emma turned to look at Roger. "Roger, you know you can't affect the living, why you keep trying is beyond me, but you need to figure it out and move on because this is a really silly activity for a ghost to pursue over and over"
