The Green Lady - A Halloween Story - Sex Stories

The Green Lady - A Halloween Story

... Delany, who worked from home, in bed with their neighbor Breanna. Breanna was spread-eagled on her back on the bed with Delany kneeling at the foot of the bed with her face buried in Breanna’s twat. Neither of them heard Loretta enter the apartment, nor did they see her standing in the bedroom door. She had wanted to scream and yell and cuss. But the overwhelming shock of what she was seeing rendered her mute. She just turned and walked silently back out of the apartment. When she returned two hours later, Delany was sitting in the living room reading. The bed had been carefully made and several scented candles were burning in the living room and bedroom.

The candles were an additional shock to Loretta’s already shattered senses. She remembered that Delany had suddenly developed an interest in lavender-scented candles about three months ago. Several times each week, Loretta would return from work to an apartment that smelled heavily of lavender. She sat down across from Delany and said softly, “I hadn’t realized how well lavender candles would cover the smell of sex.”

Delany’s eyes opened wide and her face paled. “How did you know?” she said, obviously startled.

“I came home from work early,” Loretta replied. “I wanted to surprise you. Instead you and Breanna surprised me.”

“I’ll move out tomorrow,” was all Delany said. The next day... yesterday... Delany moved all of her stuff next door into Breanna’s apartment. Today when Loretta came home from work, she sat ...

... alone in the now very empty apartment. Her pain and grief were almost too much to bear. The sense of betrayal overwhelmed her. She thought about maybe ending it all, but then she saw the tickets sitting on the kitchen table. Without really thinking about it, she found herself slowly dressing in the long, figure-hugging, black witch’s outfit that she had bought for the party. There was also a witch’s hat, but she left that on the bed.

She picked up the black tickets with orange scary-style printing on them and then set one of them back on the table. She stood wavering between going back into the bedroom and ending it all or going out the front door. Then she said aloud, “What the hell? They’ve already been paid for. Maybe I will find a new love of my life... or at least maybe I can bury my pain in the Halloween festivities.”

Her pain instead buried the festivities. She half-heartedly tried to dance with a couple of the guys... and gals... at the party. And she tried... unsuccessfully... to join in the conversation around the bar. Her world was becoming darker and darker and darker. So now, to avoid going home, she was exploring the old mansion where the party was held rather than being a part of the party itself.

The ornate staircase went all the way up to the third floor. That floor was almost identical to the second with one exception. One bedroom door had a large, permanent sign attached to it which said, “Do not enter this room. The Scheele's Green wallpaper in this ...