Evelyn talks about the family from the 60s.
“They were so nice,” Evelyn said. “A man named Michael, a woman named Patricia and a sweet eight year old girl named Connie. Animals and children have always seemed to know of my existence so Connie and I, after she became aware of me, used to play with her dolls all day long. Patricia became concerned when Connie told her that she had an invisible friend named Evelyn, but it was clear to me that she had other things on her mind. What it was, I didn’t know, not right away, that is.”
I moved my mouth to Evelyn’s hips, kissing each one, slid my fingers deeper inside her and vowed not to let her come until she finished the story. “What were those other things?”
“Michael worked long hours,” Evelyn said, “and Patricia seemed to be a model wife, cooking dinner, cleaning and all that. Still, I could tell that she was anxious about something. When Connie had to start school, I learned what she was anxious about. Patricia would frantically take care of all her chores, moving as quickly as she could until about one in the afternoon. It was at that time that a man named Peter would arrive. He and Patricia would have wild sex for at least an hour every day. It wasn’t the first time I had seen a man insert his penis into a woman’s buttocks, but I had never seen a woman enjoy it so. She moaned, cried out in pleasure, used foul language and behaved almost like an animal.”
I popped my head up and, stunned, whispered, “Jesus.”
“Don’t stop,” Evelyn commanded.
“Okay, okay,” I mumbled. “Tell me more.”
“I didn’t want to scare the family away,” Evelyn said. “I didn’t want to scare Connie, but I decided that I wouldn’t allow Patricia’s adultery to continue. One day when Peter visited, I took his wallet and hid it. He and Patricia frantically looked for it fearing, of course, that Michael would find it. As the time for Connie to come home from school neared, they had to stop looking and Peter left.”
I kissed my way down Evelyn’s body, hovering over her clit and waiting for her to continue. She did, but her story came in short bursts, the interval between bursts getting smaller and smaller as I applied more pressure with my tongue.
“Well,” Evelyn said. “I played a game with Connie when she got home from school. Using a boy doll and a girl doll, I simulated what Peter and Patricia had done. Then I told Connie to show Patricia what she had learned. Connie called to her mother, laid her girl doll face down, put her boy doll on top of it and said Look Mommy. This is how Evelyn says you and Peter wrestle. Poor Patricia almost had a heart attack. For a moment I actually thought she would die and I’d wind up sharing the house with another spirit, one that would undoubtedly be hostile toward me.”
Evelyn paused as a shudder rifled through her body. Then she grabbed my hair and pulled me hard against her body before continuing.
“Fortunately she didn’t die,” Evelyn said, “Trembling, Patricia asked Connie to tell her about her invisible friend Evelyn. Connie, ever innocent, said Evelyn doesn’t like you wrestling with Peter. She said that she has his wallet and she’s going to give it to Daddy when he gets home unless you stop it. Patricia begged Connie to tell me that she would stop. I mean, she got on her knees and begged her. I told Connie to tell Patricia that she should wrestle with her Daddy, not with Peter.”
Before continuing, Evelyn lifted her hips to give me better access to her pussy and butt. “Michael seemed shocked when Patricia asked him to…um…wrestle with him, but in short order sex between Michael and Patricia was just as wild as it had been between Peter and Patricia. Patricia appeared to be quite happy with the turn of events, so there was no need for me to interfere any more. Soon after that, Michael got a promotion and the family had to move away. I was sad to see Connie go, but happy that the family was saved. Now-finish me!”
I finished Evelyn by driving me tongue and fingers as deep inside her as I could. She squeezed my head so tight with her thighs that I thought I would pass out, but finally she moaned and fell back onto the bed. “I’m so happy you’re here,” she said.
“So am I,” I sighed. “I can’t imagine anything better than being with you.”
Just then my cell phone rang.