Beth And Her Poltergeist Lover Pt 02

Beth awoke in her marital bed naked, save for her tanktop, the blanket covering her lower half. Her head ached and strangely enough she felt a thick wetness inbetween her legs. It wasn't a dream. Beth ripped the blanket off of her and rubbed her velvety folds, lifting her hand up revealed an ectoplasm that was similar to semen but much thicker and sticky. She couldn't believe it. It wasn't Geoff that she had fucked that night, it was the panty thief of a poltergeist! Beth covered her open mouth in reflex due to the shock, her hand still covered in the goo. Some of it slipped off onto her tongue. It tasted, oddly enough, slightly sweet like a mild jam.

As her eyes scanned the room, she noticed Geoff hadn't come home that night.

'Probably spent the night at his lover's,'

Beth thought to herself as she wiped whatever was on her hand onto her top. Luckily though, that meant she had more than enough time to clean up their bedroom and the sheets that were covered in her sweat and the ectoplasmic slime. Thankfully the room didn't reak of sex, so a light airing out would be good enough.

Beth rose from the bed and the mix of semen-like fluid and her juices slid down her legs. She could feel there was more ready to slip out and in response tightened her kegel muscles to not let any drip onto the floor. She slowly made her way to the bathroom and onto the toilet, and once her ass hit the seat she relaxed her muscles and let it all flow out. It felt good to release everything she had been holding inside her as she pissed. It was a euphoric pleasure as the poltergeist's sticky remnants slid out of her cunt, her eyes remained closed until she had let everything go. Beth wiped herself and flushed everything down and began to prepare for a shower.

As the heat of the water hit her skin, Beth scrubbed herself from head to toe, taking care to be gentle with her recently ravaged pussy. As she felt her lower lips, she remembered how desperate and loving the spirit was towards her. It began to make sense why her undergarments would disappear and be covered in his gooey fluids, and why he would mainly mess with Beth as opossed to her husband Geoff. He wanted her attention, he wanted her, and he had it. For a second Beth wanted to say something and have a conversation with the strange poltergeist, but after thinking it over a little bit more she figured she would sound rather silly to be talking aloud to seemingly thin air. Worse yet, she was stark naked, but it's not like the spirit hadn't seen everything already.

Beth exited the walk-in shower and dried herself off, wrapping a towel around her slender body. Leaving behind the humid bathroom, Beth made her way downstairs for a glass of water. She could use it after her alcohol induced night, and while her headache was well on its way off, she took an aspirin just in case.

In the middle of preparing breakfast, Beth heard the front door unlock.

'Geoff! Why is he home so early?'

Beth screamed at herself internally.

She scrambled her way to the front of the house to block the way up to the stairs. The sheets hadn't been washed and changed yet, as well as the remnants of her affair was still rather visible.

As she made it close to the bottom of the stairs the door opened. Geoff looked rather spirited when he came in. They locked eyes and he almost immediately lost his smile, reverting back to the rather cold demeanor in which he treated his wife.

"Hey honey!" Beth said immediately.

"Beth," Geoff shut the door behind him, barely acknowledging the woman standing before him.

"What are you doing home at this hour? I thought you were supposed to be at work?"

"I just came back to pack some clothes. Tomorrow I'm going on a business trip for a couple of weeks." He said.

It was so casual that Beth had to take a moment to herself and process the information. Geoff had been sent on business trips before, but never for longer than a week at a time. By the time Beth finally came back to reality after that split second, her husband was at the bottom of the stairs getting ready to head to their room.

"W-wait. Geoff, honey, let me pack your clothes for you," Beth stuttered as she turned around. "I'm sure you're going to be relatively busy meeting important clients. You know I have a better eye than you do when it comes to coordinating your suits."

Her stony husband looked at her in the eye, a quiet moment between the two of them, as a chill came over the both of them. As Beth shivered at the feeling, Geoff nodded in response, "Well, I'll be in my office then to gather the rest of my work and take a nap. I'm pretty exhausted after the late night I had last night with my boss."

He went up the flight of stairs and passed Beth, doing his best to avoid brushing against her. After rounding the corner, Beth could hear his footsteps thud against the hardwood floor. The door to his office shut closed and almost immediately she heard a thump like Geoff had just tossed himself onto the couch that was in there.

Beth let out a sigh of relief. She could do what had to be done while he was fast asleep in his office and maybe even a little more if this strange poltergeist were to be bold once more. Perhaps she could even learn how to converse with it somehow.

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Sheets in the wash, suitcase packed, Beth was rather glad to have what needed to be done over with for now. The next thing on her list was to wake up her sleeping husband and maybe get a rise out of him. After the night with the spirit, Beth was feeling rather guilty about her actions. Drunk or not, she had an affair. Even though it was supernatural in nature, she still broke their wedding vows from six years ago.

Beth gently knocked on the door to Geoff's office room and opened it. The room was cold, almost frigid, and it made Beth feel like she should have worn much warmer clothing. She crossed her arms to conserve her warmth and walked in. Her head turned as she scanned the room. Geoff was snoring away, wrapped in a thick comforter on a green loveseat that was against the wall to the right of the door. Across from it was his desk, covered in papers that surrounded the computer monitor. The screen was on.

She knew she shouldn't but curiosity got the better of her. Beth snuck over to the desk with her eyes glued to the monitor screen and the cold followed her like a shadow. It was on Geoff's email. Most of the sent and received mail wasn't anything special. Emails between clients and other staff members from Geoff's work filled the inbox as she scrolled through. Then she noticed there was a different window open, minimized so one couldn't really notice it on first glance.

Beth clicked on the hidden window, revealing a couple tabs that were rather telling of her husband's affairs outside of work. Her heart was racing as she read through emails between him and another woman on his alternate account. Her called her his songbird and told his affair partner the troubles of his marriage. How Beth was apparently a slob and nothing compared to her. So many words, so many comparisons, so much telling this other woman how much he loved her and was dying to be with her again. How he couldn't wait to divorce Beth in favor of his songbird. Their latest conversation had been about how she was pregnant with Geoff's child. Three months along. It explained Geoff's expressions when he had entered their home. Beth's heart ached and her head was hot with sadness and anger.

She turned around to look at her sleeping husband. His dark brown hair and sharp noseline reminded Beth of the man she fell in love with all those years ago. Her eyes began to soak with tears threatening to spill out. She knelt by his resting form and came close enough to him that she could feel his soft breath as he inhaled and exhaled. Her fingers ran through his short locks of hair as she kissed him on the forehead before leaving the room and closing the door quietly behind her.

It was official. Geoff had cheated on her with someone else. Hell, they were even going to have a baby together. The thought of her supernatural affair had slipped her mind as she sobbed silently in front of the door to the home office. She had loved Geoff as much as someone could love. She had given up on her dreams of nursing school to be his wife. They tried so hard to make a family together after their marriage. Beth had always wondered if it was her fault.

Anxiety, fear, and depression gripped Beth's mind in that moment. Her breathing became erratic, she felt like she was spiraling out of control. She was running hot as her heart beat with anxiety, but the cold was still there. The air was so, so cold. And yet, there came an odd warmth from the chill that touched her hand and brought her back to reality. Beth's head shot up as she glanced around her. There was nothing in sight. She felt the small warmth push her hair out of her face as something wiped away her tears. She felt something touch her eyelids. It was a kiss.

How strange it all was. Beth had suspected Geoff of cheating, even absentmindedly telling herself it was so. She was hit with the truth and it still hurt like a dozen bags of rocks weighing her down. Not to mention accidentally cheating on her former beloved with a poltergeist of all things! She felt like it was all unreal. Well, if it was all not real, she would give in to the affection and wantings from the being that she couldn't see.

Beth reached out her hand like she was trying to feel something in the air. Her fingers barely touched an invisible shoulder. It surprised her and her fingers curled like she had winced, but she reached out again and rested it on the spirit's vague sense of an arm.

"What's your name?" Beth asked in a small voice.

"Elijah."

Beth heard it as a whisper in her ear. It cleared one answer, but it spoke. She was sure poltergeists were unable to talk. Perhaps there was more to this strange spiritual being than she realized. Beth gave up thinking about it too hard, as whatever this thing was it didn't really matter to her the precise category as long as it could get her mind off of Geoff and his mistress and their unborn baby.

Without too long a moment of pause, Beth slid her hand up to Elijah's cheek. Even if she couldn't see him, they had had an encounter before. Though she may have been drunk at the time, Beth could guesstimate his body as long as she touched it. She leaned forward and pressed her lips against Elijah's. She wanted him to console her again, make her feel like she was worth something to anyone, and Beth knew this time she wouldn't regret it.

Elijah kissed her back, embracing Beth with his cold invisible body. His crotch pressed up against her upper pelvic area. Beth almost yelped as she felt her shorts slide off before Elijah picked her up and pressed her back against the wall that was attached to Geoff's office. He humped against her pussy lips as they made out, his hard on grinding into Beth's folds as he tried to milk her love juices out of her. Elijah's desperation was everything Beth wanted. She could feel her clit tingle in arousal, and soon she could hear how wet her pussy was as her poltergeist lover thrust the shaft of his cock against her cunt.

"I want you Eli. Fuck me, please." Beth begged breathlessly.

In compliance, Beth could feel the tip of Elijah's erection rub against her opening. She was juicy, primed and ready for him to enter her. He slid the tip in, slowly rubbing it at the entrance of her depths, and with each thrust he let more and more inside her. Beth moaned in pleasure, choking back her volume as Geoff was on the other side of the wall. But nothing could stop the sounds of Elijah's pelvis slapping against Beth's thighs, her juices squelching as he went in and out of her cunt.

She wanted him to go faster, but she didn't want Geoff to wake at the sound of quick rhythmic slapping of sex. Elijah on the otherhand knew Geoff to be a heavy sleeper and fucked Beth hard and slow, making sure each clap of their lovemaking resonated in the hallway. Each thrust made Beth wriggle in bated pleasure, as the slight curve of Eli's cock would rub against her g-spot only to slide away and then return with each sharp thrust.

Their fucking continued for several excruciating minutes on Beth's part, when suddenly the door to Geoff's office opened. Beth was stunned, her vaginal muscles tightening against the spirit's thick shaft. Her back was no longer against the wall as Eli fuck walked Beth into the room. At first, Beth's back was facing her husband when Eli turned around so Beth could face him instead. Geoff, oblivious to it all, was snoring away on the couch. Beth held a deathgrip on her invisible lover's body, her arms and legs wrapped around Eli tightly.

"Fuck... tight."

Beth heard in her ear, again in that strange voiceless whisper.

Beth's grip on his body started to loosen, but at the same time the spirit began to thrust his hips into her again, only making her hold on for dear life. Being in the same room as her resting husband while getting fucked by a poltergeist whose cock rubbed against her most pleasurable spot tipped Beth over the edge.

"Hnnnn!" Beth held back her moan as best as she could. Her toes curled and her body writhed in Eli's arms as she gripped his hair while she came. Her vaginal muscles contracted against Elijah's shaft relentlessly, holding him inside her like she needed him. Unable to properly thrust in and out of Beth's snatch, the poltergeist opted instead to hump into Beth, intensifying her pleasure. Her eyesight began to fog over. She felt like she had been cumming for several minutes, when in reality it had only been a minute at the longest.

Beth's legs fell like dead weight, she couldn't hold onto Elijah with all her strength anymore, but she kept her arms wrapped around his neck while he supported her lower half on his own. He thrust into her a few more times, her pleasure echoing due to the sensitivity, before she felt his erection pulse inside her. His ectoplasmic, semen-like goo filling her uterus made Beth feel good. She was under the spell of euphoria, not caring that her snatch was dripping with sexual fluids, nor that her unfaithful husband was right in front of her. Hell, she herself was being unfaithful to him too, but that didn't matter anymore. A dysfunctional marriage, a relationship since youth, could only last for so long before it crumbled.

Beth clung to her invisible companion and kissed him with passion. She felt wanted and despite her sad relationship with Geoff, she found comfort in the arms of Eli. Maybe things wouldn't be so bad now. Beth felt Elijah's softening member slip out of her, their mixed juices dripped onto the floor.

'What a waste...'

Beth thought to herself.

Absentmindedly she tapped on Eli with her hand, his hold on her loosened, and she gently tried to stand. Her legs buckled underneath her, bringing her face about a foot away from the sticky mess on the floor. It smelled like a bitter sweetness. Something about the small puddle made Beth curious. The eroticism of the situation compelled her to dip her head down lower as she licked the viscous liquids. The mixture was divine. Beth took long licks of it, making sure to consume it all in her stupor. A part of her wanted to go for another round but at the same time she was tired. She was drained after all the revelations and encounters of the day. The stress had caught up to her, but she felt rather energized knowing she wouldn't have to be alone after all.

Beth got up and closed the door behind her, the warm cold air trailing after her as Elijah followed. She cleaned herself up and went to bed for the rest of the night despite it still being the evening. She felt Eli cuddle her under the covers, wrapping her in his arms, but after that her eyes closed. The world went dark. Beth was relieved Geoff would be leaving the next day. All it meant was that there would be more time for her and Eli to enjoy each other's company.