HALLOWEEN CONTEST 2018 submission. Everything is made up from my own imagination and over 18. I hope you enjoy.
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I felt rather than heard her as she approached my office window. The sorrow and sadness and misery that accompanies the loss of a loved one arrived at my office door before she did.
I suspected the arrival of a new customer when I heard the trolley on the tracks stop down the corner from my office. Some visited the cemetery across the street in the spring but now in the late fall those visits slowed down and it was usually clients looking for engraving or a grave marker. Or maybe something else.
I rose from my desk and peered down the street through my windows which said Everlasting Memorials. Down past the iron cemetery gates a woman dressed in the appropriate black dress and veil approached my building. I sat down at my desk and waited for her to arrive quickly adjusting my tie and suit. I didn't get many visitors this time of year.
My door opened and a young blond woman approached my desk and I could now see how well she filled out that dress as I rose and held out my hand in my typical business greeting.
"Hello my name is Robert and how may I help you?"
"Hello I am Anna. I am in need of a gravestone for my husband William. He passed just a few days ago." The beautiful young widow stated. The tears in her eyes barely concealed by the veil.
" I see. I'm very sorry for your loss. Do you have a budget in mind? Our stones begin at $50 engraved and go up in price depending on size and special features."
"All I have right now I'm afraid is my engagement and wedding rings." Anna sobbed slightly.
I was not surprised by this. She was young and the depression that had begun a year ago was still a struggle for many.
"That will be sufficient for a flat marker in the ground with his name and dates on it. I'm sorry that is the best I can do." I said. I was tiring of the charity I had needed to provide over the last year. Even though I really didn't need the money.
"Unless what the gypsy told me is true. Is it?" She blurted out.
"What is it you have heard my dear?" I said to the young widow who was probably half my age at least.
"I have heard that you can resurrect the dead. Is it true?" She said with hope in her eyes.
I had seen this look before. Many times.
"Why would you want to bring your husband back? It's not natural to bring back the dead."
"For our daughter. She is sick and needs an expensive doctor and treatment to get better. Only my husband knows where the money is to save her." She eagerly leaned forward in her chair for my response.
"How did your husband die" I asked. "He was young I assume."
"The official cause of death was suicide but he was murdered." She said.
"If he committed suicide I cannot bring him back."
"It wasn't. He was poisoned by his boss at the bank for stealing money." She told me as she moved her veil back and for the first time I looked into her striking blue eyes.
"Why weren't the police involved?"
"They were involved. So were the mayor and everyone else. It was the bootleggers money they were laundering in the bank. Everyone gets a piece of the action. When they found out and he wouldn't tell them he was poisoned and it was made to look like suicide." She looked down in shame after she told me the story.
"My husband never told me where the money is so I need him back to ask him. Please help me. No one else will. My daughter is all I have now." She lowered her head into her hands and began to sob.
"I can help you if what you say is true. but you must not question what I tell you to do or it will not work. I will then carve your husband's name into a stone in the yard with a death date 30 days from now. Only you will see him and feel his touch. He will seem very real but be assured he only lives in you. He will be able to tell you where the money is but only you can get it out of the hiding place. He will not be able to help protect you. If you accept these terms please sign here on the agreement."
I touched the amulet of the Aztec goddess Coatlicue under my shirt and began the chant silently in my head. I chanted this three times before I rose from the chair and walked over and locked the office door.
"Please take off your clothes now Anna." I demanded.
"Are you serious? I didn't know......."
"If you want him back do everything I say. I won't ask again." I shouted angrily.
I watched as the young woman took off her hat and her beautiful mane of blond hair fell out. She was even more attractive than I had thought.
I could feel my cock begin to swell in my pants as I took in the sight of her. She reached back and shakily tried to undo the buttons of her black dress. She looked at me finding the courage to ask.
"Could you unbutton my dress?"
I nodded and walked over and began to do as she requested. Her beautiful flawless skin came into view as I undid one after another. I slid the dress over and exposed her shoulders and couldn't resist the urge to kiss her there. I felt her tighten and then relax as she remembered and accepted that she had to do what I said to get him back.
I stepped back and watched her turn as she began to pull down her dress and I couldn't believe my luck as I saw her medium sized breasts encased in her bra. Her dress then fell down over her narrow hips and I took in her garters supporting her black hose.
Anna tried to be strong and not shy as she boldly looked at me for approval. I guessed no man other than her husband had ever seen her naked.
"You are beautiful Anna." I said. "Please leave on the garters and hose but remove your panties."