The Sin's of Halloween's Past

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Looking to fill the role of Jake's girlfriend (name yet undetermined)...pm me or Ash if you are interested.

Current Characters
Beth Mulen (Ashkeyana)
Jake Dunbar (RnS)
Jake's Girlfriend (OPEN)


With the trees around town painted in vibrant yellows and reds, the cool autumn air ushered in the cold season. Signs of Halloween were everywhere, from the dangling cardboard skeletons that hung from front doors, to the orange pumpkins that wore a chorus of expressions.

The upper-middle class neighborhood was a collection of homes, most painted in whites or beige with dark colored trim and doors, primarily greens and browns. The large, covered front porches were synonymous of this area, a place where older retired people and children alike enjoyed calling home. The yards were well manicured, and nearly everyone had some form of a flower bed for cosmetics.

Many folks were employed at the local university, the rest working in the various factories and shops around town. Life here was quiet and laid back, though the occasional out of control frat party would force the only deputy in the area to venture out and break things up.

A light frost covered the leaf littered grass when the sun broke on the morning of October 31st. The fact it was a Friday only added to the anticipation of that evening. The school buses wound through the deserted streets, picking up kids who were dressed in their Halloween costumes. Parents shifted off to work, the sounds of vehicles and the day to day bustle picking up as the minutes ticked away

 

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Jake Dunbar

22 years old
6’2"
Brown hair
Blue eyes


For Jake Dunbar, the hardest part of the day was trying to stay awake after studying until the early morning hours. Aside from the fact that Professor Green had perfected the art of talking in a repetitive monotone, he was simply boring. Jake’s mind drifted between the upcoming football game and his evening plans, unable to spare a moment of thought for the ongoing discussion on Ancient Greek Philosophy.

Once class finished, he darted towards the payphone to confirm his reservations for that evening. Fumbling through his pants pocket, his hand emerged with a crumpled piece of paper with a phone number. Waiting for an answer, his stomach started to grumble, and the smell of the cafeteria food wafting through the air didn’t help.

Seconds later he was talking to Mr. Remmington, a stern old man who owned the ‘Haunted Mansion’. Confirming his reservation for that evening, he hung up the phone and walked out to his car in the parking lot. Swinging through the drive through on the way home, he grabbed a hamburger and fries while reading the morning newspaper.

"Inmates Escape" was plastered in a large bold headline across the front page. He curiously read about the breakout at the local hospital between bites of his food, an ominous feeling taking root when he realized it was from the mental patient ward.

"Great," he muttered to himself, "just what we need, a couple lunatics running around loose on Halloween".

Finishing his food and returning to his apartment near the campus, he gathered the different parts of his costume together and began packing a bag for the night. As evening approached, Jake climbed in for a quick shower, the warm steam providing a few relaxing minutes.

Once the bathroom mirror unfogged, he went through the usual ritual of combing his hair, brushing his teeth and putting on a few dashes of blue polo cologne. Dropping his towel to the floor, he slipped the long, black robe over his boxer briefs and maneuvered around for a minute. Ensuring the hood could be pulled up over his head, he grabbed his mask and headed for the kitchen to call his girlfriend.

 

[Guest]

Beth Mulen
19y/o
5'4"
Dark Brown Hair
Hazel Eyes

Beth chewed on her bottom lip wondering what on earth had possessed her to pick out the horrid Halloween costume. She of course knew...it had been a joke between her friends that she would never wear anything more daring that a jeans and a t-shirt. Beth was sweet, charming, with a great sense of humor, but she was also a bit of a 'geek' or at least that's what most would have thought. She hid behind her glasses and books, lost herself in the computer room, finding technical books and manuals more interesting that the average party. It still amazed her that she even had a boyfriend. How Jake had found interest in her, she would never know. She didn't dress to impress...sporting her usual jeans and t-shirts day to day, her hair pulled back in a bouncy thick pony tail and her face usually void of makeup.

Tonight however, she was out to prove her friends wrong and perhaps have a little fun with shocking Jake. She had purposely kept her outfit a secret and now she regarded her cheer leader outfit with trepidation. What was she in for?!

With a groan, she sighed heavily and shrugged out of her robe. Having already let her hair down, blow drying it and styling it around her shoulders, she slipped the on a pair of small of red panties that matched the very tiny skirt. With nervous hands, she stretched the material and wiggled into her outfit, the regarded herself in the mirror. There was no way Jake was going to recognize her. Her roommate had even applied her makeup for her, skillfully painting her eyes,lips and cheeks, the helping her fluff out her hair. For the final touch, she removed her glasses and opted to wear contacts for the night.

"Well, I'm this far." She muttered to herself and slipped her bare feet into a pair of bright white Keds. This was it! The phone rang and she jumped with a gasp, grasping the portable off her bed and fumbling with it a moment. "Hello?"

 

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The sound of Beth’s voice provided Jake with a momentary comfort, reminding him how important she was in his mind. She wasn’t flashy and she generally shied away from attention, but that’s what attracted Jake to her. Being a star on the college football team, he could’ve literally had his pick of women. It wasn’t uncommon for them to attend a party and have more than one girl trying to capture his attention, despite Beth’s presence.

But Jake saw Beth for more than the ‘computer geek’ image she didn’t mind portraying. She was his voice of reason, a pragmatic thinker who rarely dwelled in the world of fantasy, instead opting to live a simple, risk free life. She didn’t need to wear a ton of make-up or dress in lavish gowns to keep Jake’s attention, the fires that burned within him were deeper than that. She was sexy and desirable in his eyes, even if few others noticed.

Agreeing to pick Beth up at seven o’clock, Jake gathered his belongings and headed out the door. The chill in the evening air was brisk, his long overcoat acting as a barrier to the elements. Making the fifteen minute drive to Beth’s, Jake pondered the question of what Beth was going to wear for a costume. Despite his most persuasive efforts, she hadn’t revealed to him the answer in the weeks leading up to Halloween.

"I bet she’ll be dressed up as a nun, or something conservative," he jokingly thought to himself.

Pulling into Beth’s driveway, he parked the car and toyed with his hair in the mirror for a moment. Satisfied, he emerged from the car and headed for the front door. Halfway up the walk, Jake’s cellphone rang.

It was his best friend Mark on the line, once again needing instructions on how to get up to the ‘Haunted House’. Being a defensive linemen and suffering multiple concussions over the last four years, Mark often found himself the victim of playful ridicule for his "amnesia."

Carefully explaining the directions to Mark over the sound of Sherry laughing at him in the background, Jake smiled and looked forward to an evening of hanging out with them. Agreeing to meet up at the house at 9 o’clock, his thoughts turned to Beth inside.

Holding the dozen red roses in a clenched fist behind his back, he reached forward and rang the door bell.

 

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Beth jumped again...why was she so damn nervous?! Everyone was going to be alright. This was just a one time thing. It was going to be all in fun!

Wiping her damp hands on her skirt, she smoothed back her hair and left her bedroom and walked out, each step feeling achingly slow. She breathed in deep and grasped the cold door knob, turning it slightly and peeking through the crack. There stood Jake, looking incredibly handsome as usual. Her stomach quivered nervously again. Come on, she told herself, he had seen her in less...sort of. OK...so maybe not. They hadn't been together THAT long.

"Hi!" She squeaked out and almost laughed at his curious look. "I umm...are you ready for the great unveiling of my costume??" She asked him. He flashed her a charming grin and nodded.

"Well, all right." She said and swung open the door, standing still for his inspection, her heart in her throat and stomach all a quiver.

 

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When Beth opened the door, Jake immediately noticed she wasn’t wearing her glasses. Her pretty face glowed more than usual, her smile sent a rush of heat the length of his body. Announcing the unveiling of her costume, Jake stood on the porch with a cute grin and waited anxiously.

When the door swung open and he saw Beth standing there in the sexy cheerleader outfit, he felt a lump in his throat and butterflies dancing in his stomach.

"Oh man," he blurted out, "you look spectacular".

Grinning in quiet appreciation, Beth could tell by the glaze in his blue eyes that the costume had the desired effect. For several seconds she stood motionless while his eyes canvased every inch of her body, paying special attention to her slender, sexy legs.

Coming to his senses, he retrieved the dozen roses from behind his back and presented them to Beth. Neither Jake or Beth were really the romantic type, but the jesture did melt her just a little.

Helping Beth into her coat, he nuzzled his face closely into her neck, inhaling the sweet smell of her perfume. Holding hands down the walk, Jake opened the door and helped her into the passenger seat.

Seconds later he was inside and the car was started. Staring over at her, he was still amazed at how hot she looked.

Pulling out of the driveway, he remarked with appreciation, "You look really beautiful tonight." The gesture drew an appreciative grin from her face.

Hitting the highway for the twenty minute drive north, Jake slipped an older Garth Brooks CD into the stereo. Making good time up the highway, the lights of the small town behind them disapeared. The headlights lit up the open road, the warm air from the heater providing comfort on a chilly night.

Glancing towards Beth, her soft face was lit by the dull green of the dashboard lights.

"So have I told you about the 'Haunted Mansion'?" he inquired.

 

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Beth blushed as Jake complimented her. She gave him an almost shy smile and smoothed her hands over her tiny skirt that seemed to have ridden up even higher now she was sitting. Crossing her ankles, she looked over at him.

"So have I told you about the 'Haunted Mansion'?"

"No...you haven't mentioned much about this place. I just hope it's not too freaky, Jake. You know I'm kinda jumpy." She said, flashing him a grin and laughed. "So what's the plan here? You really haven't told me anything!" She grouched good naturally and pinched his thigh playfully.

She truly hoped this was going to be fun. She wasn't much for big parties and Jake had promised that it would be like that. So she's trusted him, but still found herself wondering if she was going to enjoy this night or not.

 

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With his eyes focused on the road, Jake began telling Beth about the ‘Haunted Mansion’.

"It’s a really old house, pretty good size too," he began.

"In the late fifties, old man Remmington converted it to a vacation house away from the city and began renting it out. In the years that followed, a whole string of bizarre events started happening."

Glancing over at Beth, he could see the curiosity blanketing her face. Knowing that she might freak out if he divulged the reported sightings of ghost, and other unexplained things, Jake decided it best to keep that information to himself.

Smiling in her direction, he reassured Beth, "Don’t worry, we’re going to meet Mark and Sherry up there, do a little drinking, listen to some music and relax, no big deal."

Accelerating through the foothills, Jake spotted the reflective green roadsign that indicated their exit. Pulling off the highway, they were soon winding down a slender, dirt road, canvassed by thick birch and maples on each side. He passed the next few minutes by stealing an occasional glimpse of Beth, she looked so desirable.

Ten minutes down the road, a huge, iron gate appeared in the headlights, the gold plated sign indicating this was the ‘Haunted Mansion’. He noticed Beth grow slightly nervous as he opened the door to his car and approached the gate. Pressing several digits into a keypad, the large gate began opening with an ominous groan.

Driving through the entrance, Jake could see the large house on the hill ahead. A couple small flood lights outside provided the only illumination, the inside appearing desolate and pitch black. With no sign of Mark or Sherry, he pulled up to the end of the driveway and slid the car into park.

"We have arrived," he announced.

Trying to gauge the uncertain look on Beth’s face, he took hold of her hand.

"Let’s go check it out, get the lights turned on and I’ll come back out for the rest of our stuff," he suggested.

Igniting the walkway with a flashlight, Jake led Beth up towards the house, to the front door. This was the first time Jake had been up close to the house, only seeing it from the distance a couple times back in highschool. The white paint was weathered and worn, the wooden siding showing in many places.

The stairs creaked with each step upwards, a sound that even sent a chill up Jake’s back. Using a key in the lock, the front door crept open, the dark interior still hidden in the night. Reaching around the corner, Jake found a lightswitch. A large chandelier hanging in the hall illuminated the room.

Gazing in awe, Jake’s eyes darted from one wall to the other.

"Wow…"

 

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At the first sight of the mansion, Beth felt her stomach tighten with apprehension. What in the world was Jake thinking!? The place looked freaky...old and worn and they seemed to be mile from any decent spot. What if they got into trouble or someone needed help? Scenarios began running through her mind and she shivered. Trying to get a hold of herself.

"Let’s go check it out, get the lights turned on and I’ll come back out for the rest of our stuff," Jake suggested and she nodded. She waited a moment, then unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped outside, following him from behind. Nerouvsly fingering her skirt, Beth waited patiently as Jake opened the door.

Hearing his audible"Wow" she stepped around him out of curiosity and gasped softly. The place was HUGE! She couldn't believe how large the entry room was for starters and although the outside had made her think this place would be an abandoned dump, it was quite the opposite. "My God, Jake...how could you have afforded this?" She murmured...stepping into the house fully and making a slow circled from where she stood. "It's so beautiful."

The place looked clean and was lavishly decorated with warm colors, thick rich curtains, wood floors that had been nicely polished and kept wonderfully preserved. With a laugh, she moved into what was the living room and noticed the large fireplace, which was strangely enough, already lit.

"Look! Even the furniture is beautiful and that rug...oh my! I can't imagine spending the night here." With a grin, she clapped her hands in excitement and then moved to Jake. He was grinning too, taking it all in and probably proud of himself. Wrapping her arms around his waist she gave him a squeeze. "This will be great! I hope Mark and Sherry get here soon so we can start having some fun."

 

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Beth’s reaction said it all, the place was lavish beyond his expectations. Assuring her the price was affordable, his eyes danced between the various pieces of art that adorn the walls in the entry, his hands twitched nervously in his pockets. A collection of radiant oil paintings depicting bizzare scenes were spaced around.

Following Beth into the living room, they were met by a dull orange flicker from the fireplace. Taken aback for a moment, Jake quietly wondered if old man Remmington was around the house somewhere, fires don’t start by themselves. After glancing over the ornately fashioned living room, Beth clapped aloud, her happiness was readily apparent.

With a subtle grin, Jake opened his arms and embraced Beth as she leaned into him. Draping his long arms over her shoulders, he wrapped them snugly around her. Turning his face into her neck, the sweet smell of her perfume filled him with desire, the soft skin of her neck, warm to his lips.

For a few moments, he canvassed her neck with soft kisses. Pressing his lips to her ear, Jake whispered, "I want to be with you tonight Beth," in a confident tone.

The flirtatious moment was interrupted by the sound of a car door slamming outside.

"Mark and Sherry must be here," he claimed, walking towards the front door. Opening the front door, there was no sign of any other vehicles. With a puzzled look on his face, Jake continued to scan the landscape for any sign of movement, but to no avail.

Intent on checking his car, he decided to haul in their food, drinks and bedding for the night. Opening the back doors and the trunk, he wrapped his gangly arms around the mound of blankets and pillows and made his way back up the creaky steps. Returning to the car, he loaded his arms with two bottles of Vodka and the box of food.

Returning to the house, he paused one more time to look around. Confident the noise was something else, he shut the front door and locked it. For the first time he began to privately worry about Mark and Sherry. Walking past Beth, he snuck a quick kiss on her lips and made his way towards the kitchen.

A certain uneasy feeling began to find root in his stomach, something he couldn’t let Beth see.

 

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Beth looked out the window and saw no one either. So she waited for Jake and watches him come in with an arm load of diferent things. Food sounded wonderful, but she could wait a little longer. She really wanted Mark and Sherry to hurry it up.

"Maybe you should call them!" She hollered out to Jake, who had vanished into the kitchen. Rubbing her hands together, she moved to the fire and stood before it, making sure she wasn't so close as to singe her bottom.

With a relieved sigh, she stretched her arms above her head and out, then down and yawned. Turning about, she faced the fire place and looked up at an old picture that graced the fire place. Intent on studying it, she suddenly shivered as a strange cold breeze swirled around her bare ankles and seemed to slowly run up her legs.

Startled, she gasped and stepped away from the fire, looking for the source, but found none. The doors were shut, the windows too and she was in front of the fire. Frowning, she hugged herself. Trying to push away the strange uneasy feeling that was making her heart race.

Moving away, she hurried into the kitchen to find Jake.

 

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Jake wrestled with the box of food and the alcohol, trying to make room on the counter. Opening several cupboards, he retrieved a couple tall glasses and went in search of ice. The freezer was nearly empty, though the ice bucket was full. Filling the glasses with ice, a splash of vodka and orange juice, Jake sipped his concoction.

Beth startled him when she came into the kitchen, her pretty face bearing a look of concern. Ensuring she was okay, Jake handed her the screwdriver and smiled.

At Beth’s prodding, Jake retrieved his cell phone and attempted to contact Mark. After reaching his answering machine several times, he tried calling Mark at home and then Sherry, with the same result.

Looking at Beth’s inquiring look, he mumbled, "There’s no answer, so not sure what to make of that…let’s go look around the house."

Exiting the kitchen with Beth’s fingers wrapped in his, he led them down a darkened hallway. Feeling along the wall for the light switch, it grew darker with each passing step. With no warning, the grandfather clock at the end of the hall went off.


gong…
gong…
gong…


The sound startled them both, Beth’s hand grasped Jake’s tightly. The sound echoed through the hall, ringing out a total of eleven times. Still massaging the wall in search of the light switch, Jake’s fingers found success and the hall lit up. A series of paintings were arranged along the wall, an obvious attempt to tell a story by the dramatic similarities in each one.

Studying the first painting, Jake could see a family in front of the house they were in, it’s unique features distinguishable. Each successive painting showed other scenes with the family, until the last one that depicting an ominous funeral scene. It featured a lot of blacks and grays, and portrayed a disturbing feeling.

Smiling at Beth, he opened a door and led her into a bedroom. With fine polished wood furnishings and a large canvas bed, this looked like a good place to sleep later. He couldn’t help but notice the sparkle in Beth’s eyes when she spotted the bed, something of a novelty to her.

Let’s plan to sleep here tonight," he said, trying hard to hide the sheepish grin on his face. Nodding in agreement, Beth still looked slightly worried, Jake certain her concern was for their yet to arrive friends. Walking back out into the hallway, he stole a brief moment to look Beth over again, the cheerleader outfit working overtime on his psyche.

 

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Beth took one last glance at the room. It was indeed lovely...the bed big and almost 'fluffy' looking, with lots of pillows and blankets. It looked cozy and romantic. She caught Jake's look before they stepped back into the hallway and found herself blushing. "What?"

He shook his head and gave her a charming grin that made her stomach dip and heart skip a beat. "Nothing...you just look...fantastic."

She giggled and temporarily forgot about their friends, moving close to him as they walked back out. "Thanx...I still feel weird wearing this and I hope you don't expect me to change just because of tonight." She teased, "I may wear something more daring from time to time, but I'm still Beth. Nerd extrodinair!" She joked and slapped his bottom playfully, feeling a rush of warmth.

"Where do you think they are? God, I hope they didn't get lost Jake...you know how Mark is..." She groaned and sighed, "Well, I hope they are OK, but I'm getting hungry. Think they'll mind if I sneak a snack?" She asked, giving him an impish grin, her eyes still sparkling as she looked at him. Man did he look good! Her mind wandered a second and she was shocked to realize how much she wanted Jake...tonight, now! Shivering, she pressed herself closer and held back the urge. What was wrong with her!? This was all very odd. Yes, she was very attracted to him, yes, she cared for him, but never had she felt such a need and never until now. What was the deal??

"Come on...I need a drink." She urged and tugged him along to the kitchen.

 

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Pausing in the hallway for a moment, Jake studied Beth’s anxious expression. It looked like she wanted to say something, but there was only silence, a brief moment where their eyes met. Being alone with her didn’t make his urges any less powerful, his mind entertaining thoughts of pinning her hands to the wall and taking her right there.

Expressing her desire to go get a drink, Jake smiled sheepishly and followed her down the hall. A cold chill spiked across his neck, and for a moment the soft smell of sulfur hit his nose.

"Do you smell that?," he asked her in a quiet whisper. Pausing for a moment to inhale, she shook her head and giggled at him, seemingly mocking the large football player for his apparent paranoia.

Wanting to take a jab at Beth’s own knack for being frightened sometimes, he teased, "Did you hear a bunch of mental patients escaped from the insane asylum earlier today?" The immediate stare on her face portrayed her belief that Jake was making that up, and laughed it off.

Back in the kitchen the two retrieved their screwdrivers, both still listening intently for the sound of their friends arriving, or any other noises that might require an explanation. Taking a large pull from his glass and setting it down on the counter, his strong hands took hold of her at the hips.

Watching as she slammed down the rest of her drink, his mind began entertaining images of her. He felt a closeness to her, a warmth that circulated through his veins in her presence. Leaning forward, he saw Beth’s eyes close when his lips pressed against hers. Jake’s hands held firmly onto her hips, massaging lightly with his thumbs.

Beth’s mouth slowly parted and their tongues entwined. Her soft lips quenched his thirst, her hands roaming freely across his back. Her kisses were tainted with the slight flavor of orange, her warm flesh driving his arousal and desires. For a few moments the two engaged in playful kissing, with Beth carefully biting down on his tongue or lip, the mild show of aggressiveness bringing a smile to Jake’s face.

Allowing his long arms to extend lower, his hands collided with the bare skin on the back of her thighs, her skirt fighting with passion to remain an obstruction. Wasting little time, his hands traversed up the back of her thighs and over her buttock. Extending his fingers, he took hold of her soft cheeks, kneading them helplessly in the fury of his hands. He could feel the thin stripe of material that Beth called "panties", and planned to see them around her ankles in no time.

Slipping from her lips, Jake began softly kissing Beth along her jawbone and down onto her neck. He could feel her heat and passion, their bodies wrapped tightly against each other.

Craaaaaaash!

Jake and Beth both jumped, their hearts nearly leaping out of their chests. A large crashing sound from upstairs was in need of an explanation, and at the moment it was a little more than unnerving. It sounded like a baseball being thrown through a glass window,.

Looking at Beth, he mouthed out, "What the fuck?"

At once he was hit with a cool chill up his back. He knew the stories about this place and for the first time, he began to have a little doubt about spending the night here.

 

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Beth had always loved how Jake felt against her body, with his strong arms pulling her close and skillful playing over her body. So when he pulled her near for a kiss, she hadn't resisted and welcomed the distraction. With a soft sigh, she melted against him, her hand fumbling a second before she place her glass back down and let her hands roam his strong back.

The kiss had started out soft and sweet, but was soon turning hot. Tongues playing, teeth nipping and mouths sucking and Jake's big hands cupping her ass. She moaned into his mouth and rubbed her body up against his, feeling panties beginning to moisten as her stomach quivered with desire. Hot and willing, she was loosing herself in the sweet sensation when the awful crashing sound jolted them apart.

Gasping, she clutched at her chest as if to keep her beating heart from bursting though. Wide eyed, she stared at Jake in question. But he looked just as startled and surprised.

"What the fuck?" he mouthed and she shook her head.

Both of them stood there frozen for what seemed like an eternity. Was someone in the house? No foot steps, just the occasional creaking of the old house made them flinch.

Nervous and scared, she stepped close to Jake again, "Lets go Jake...this place is starting to give me the creeps!" She pleaded softly, tugging on his sleeve, "Please hon...Mark and Sherry aren't here...lets go back and get a hotel room or something."

She watched Jake struggle with the thought a moment, but like his usually macho guy self, she watched him pull himself together and straighten. Giving her his usual, it'll-be-okay hug, he flashed her a grin. Yet somehow, this time it looked a little strained. "It was probably the wind...you know...old houses are drafty. Perhaps something fell and broke or a branch hit the window and broke it." He told her, trying to sooth her mounting nervousness.

Beth glanced out the dark window and with the faint light of the house shining through, all was still. "It's not windy, Jake." Frowning, she slipped her hands on her hips and gave him her defensive stance. "Do you know something that I should know about? Come on Jake, spit it out. You're holding back on me aren't you? Mark and Sherry aren't coming are they? What? Is this place spooked? Damn it Jake, you know I hate being left in the dark!" She ranted, gripping her waist to stop her hands from shaking. Just as her anger flared, it was doused out by the sudden image of herself straddling Jake's hips and boldy riding him with only her little skirt on and nothing else, assaulted her mind.

Blinking, she shook her head, wanting to clear it and when she looked at him, her eyes looked a little dazed and confused. "Something is not right." She stated and nibbled on her bottom lip in thought.

 

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It was easy to see that Beth was more than disturbed, forcing Jake to set aside his own fears and comfort her. Knowing that revealing the stories about the ‘Haunted Mansion’ would probably drive her to want to leave, he also felt that he owed it to her in light of her tough questions and worrisome look.

"Some kids said they saw things up here at the house before," he hesitantly started. Scratching the two day growth on his chin, he continued, "I guess it was like spirits or something."

Beth’s expressionless look with raised eyebrows demanded more, her arms crossed in a defensive posture.

"I don’t know if I believe it," he added in an attempt to minimize his concerns. Jake’s mind was toiling with a barrage of contradiction, on one hand he couldn’t take his mind off Beth, yet the unexplained noises and haunted history were occupying his thoughts as well.

Pointing out that Mark and Sherry had yet to arrive, Beth suggested they return to their hotel room. After a failed attempt to explain the crashing noise as the wind, Jake resigned to the fact they might have to leave. Several moments later, a black cat came sauntering down the stairs, "A perfect explanation for the noise," Jake thought outloud.

Pouring the two another glass of vodka and orange juice, he smiled at Beth and attempted to reassure her again, "It will be okay, this place is not haunted."

Still nervous, Beth went back over to the kitchen window to gaze out again. The sight of her standing on her toes to see better drew his eyes to the short, red skirt that was creeping up her backside. Quietly walking across the kitchen, he moved in behind Beth and wrapped her in his bulky arms.

Resting his chin on her shoulder, his lips softly pecked below her ear. Unwilling to let another distraction keep him from her, the fires of arousal were burning strong now. Grazing his fingers up the back of her leg, he watched Beth’s reaction with each passing inch. Her passive nature demanded an aggressive man, and Jake knew this.

Pausing to grope her ass, he pressed his lower body against Beth’s, pinning her to the kitchen counter. Slipping a couple fingers along the small of her back, he tugged at the waistband of her panties. Arching her back slightly, the cloth slipped over her ass cheeks. Releasing the red silk to her ankles, his hand began grazing across her backside for a few moments.

Contending with a rapidly beating heart, Jake nibbled on Beth’s earlobe for a moment, his hand beginning the journey to the inside of her thighs. Her skin was so incredibly soft and warm, the mere feeling of his fingers on the inside of her legs had an equally arousing effect on both of them.

His fingers felt the warm, wetness of her sex and pressed through her folds in a calculating manner. Sliding two fingers across her swollen clit forced a prolonged, but low moan from Beth. Her hips surged backwards in excitement, her ass grinding firmly against him.

"I know you’re trying to fight the urge," he insisted in a soft whisper, "But I know you like it," he added confidently.

Nodding her head without saying a word, Beth parted her legs slightly more with inviting fashion. Staring out the window together, Jake’s fingers roamed freely through her sex in violating fashion. Her body twitched subtly, her moans unpreventable.

Jake’s mind was lost in sin, a euphoric and powerful feeling of control taking root. He could faintly see their reflection together in the kitchen window, with very little of the dark world beyond. His own manhood was pulsating in his jeans under the long black robe, something that Beth was aware of no doubt.

With his lips to her ear and his warm breath on her neck, Jake continued to spurn on Beth’s wicked thoughts.

"That’s my girl," he whispered, "But I don’t want you to cum just yet." With that, he retrieved his hand from under her skirt.

Looking at him with a half humorous gaze, Beth replied with jest, "You fucker!"

Pressing his lips against hers, the kiss distracted her temporary disappointment. "I need to run out and grab some more firewood from out front, " he said, "I don’t think Mark is coming and I’ll be damned if I’ll be without heat tonight."

Kissing Beth and assuring her of his quick return, he closed the front door and descended the rotting wooden staircase. Bringing his hand to his face, he could smell Beth’s sex on him like a strong cologne, and yearned to get back inside and tease her again.

 

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She had been so close...so close to reaching the sweet peok of bliss when Jake had stopped. She let out a groan of frustration and stuck out her tongue at him as he left the house. "Damn him." She muttered to herself and for a moment toyed with the idea of playing with herself while he was out. Her hand drifted down and lightly brushed her pussy, combing through soft pubic hair and caressing her wet sex.

Copying Jake's earlier teasing touch, she slid two fingers over her clit and shivered with excitement, making a slowly lazy circle over it. Biting her lip, she moaned softly and then removed her hand. No no...she wanted to wait. Prolong the agony of desire and make it worth her while. After all, it was the least Jake could do for her after bringing her to this spooky place.

Rubbing her arms, she sighed to herself and picked up her panties, shoving them into one of Jake's bags. The feeling of her bare bottom exposed under her skirt gave her a naughty, sensual feeling. She smiled to herself and walked out into the living room and stood by the fire. The alcohol she had been drinking gave her a slight buzz, a pleasant mellow feeling. After all, she hadn't eaten all day, her nerves having kept her on edge.

Slowly she traced a hand over the curve of the sofa seat, enjoying the soft lush texture before rounding the side and sitting on it. The warmth of the fire chased the chill away from her bare flesh, but a strange prickly feeling still seemed to race up her spine. From the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of someone and gasped, jerking around to face them, but there was nothing.

Her stomach fluttered, her pulse racing. Standing, she began walking towards the door to the house, fully intending to run out and get Jake when the door suddenly opened and Jake stood with arms full of wood. She let out a little shriek of surprise and stumbled back, startling him. He fumbled with the wood, almost dropping the stack on himself and the floor. "What, what?!" He exclaimed.

"You scared me! And...and I thought I saw someone. I was coming to get you."

 

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Beth was clearly frightened, and jumped when Jake walked back through the door with an arm load of firewood. Her face was pale, her eyes jittering back and forth. Setting the wood down, he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her into his chest. He listened to her as she explained that she saw someone, a thought that sent a chill up his spine. Trying to keep her from worrying too much, he dismissed it as having some rational explanation.

"Are you okay?" he inquired with concern. The look of uncertainty on her face was troubling, her hands clinging tightly to the his long, black robe.

"Let’s get out of here," he whispered, definitely disappointed but knowing full well that something about this place was not right. Beth wasted little time in agreeing. Grabbing their bags they went down to the car and loaded them into the trunk.

Sliding the keys into the ignition, Jake got no response…the car was dead. "Son of a bitch! he blurted out in disbelief. Beth sat next to him, sharing the same look of disbelief. Popping the hood latch, he climbed out and checked the alternator connections, the battery connections, and could not located a problem.

"I’ll call a cab out here to take us back to town and come back tomorrow for the car and the rest of our belongings."

Within seconds his frustration began showing when his cell phone could not pick up a signal. Realizing the nearest phone was over 20 miles, Jake began to concede there was nothing to do but stay the night and hope Mark eventually showed up. Comforting Beth who was visibly upset over the situation with the car and the phone, they grabbed their bags and returned inside the house.

Walking back down the hall to the bedroom, they shut the door behind them and locked it. As an extra precaution, Jake pushed the wooden dresser in front of the door. The room was dimly lit by ornately fashioned lanterns that had been hot wired, the canopy bed covered in fresh linens.

Spotting the large Jacuzzi bath in one corner, Jake suggested Beth warm herself with a hot bath, "It will help you relax a little too," he assured. Managing a cute grin, she seemed to agree.

 

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Beth struggle for a moment not to become hysterical. This was crazy! The car, the phone...it was like someone or something wanted them to stay! Well, they had succeeded! Eyeing the tub, she reluctantly tried to make the best out of a bad situation. Slowly she walked towards it while Jake busied himself with this and that. She heard him shuffle around behind her as she bent over the tub and turned on the water.

For a moment there was nothing, just a squeaking sound, followed by a low moan that seemed to vibrator through the entire house. She gasped and went to turn the knobs back off when hot water began to suddenly poor into the tub and all was fine. Blinking, she watched the tub fill with water, oblivious that she was giving Jake an eyeful of bare bottom and a hint of pussy peaking out from behind.

Finally straightening, she heard a groan from behind her and turned to face Jake, realizing that he had been enjoying the view. She giggled and blushed, "Sorry...I forgot."

"Year right." He retorted with a grin and wink. "Fair play for earlier."

She laughed and watched him shed his robe, her own eyes drifting over his body. "You going to join me?" She asked and watched him shake his head. "In a sec maybe...just enjoy."

With a little shrug, she kicked off her shoes and turned her back to him once again. Hesistating only a moment, she tugged at her tiny top and wiggled, stretching the material over her breasts and off. It dropped to the floor with a soft plop. She could feel Jake's gaze burning into her back, but tried to ignore it. Grinning to herself, she grasped the top of her skirt and wiggled her hips, pushing it over her hips, bottom and slid it ever so sloooowly down her legs.

A small kick sent the skirt flying to the side before she stepped into the hot water. With a soft moan, she sank into the water and turned the faucets before leaning back and letting herself relax.

 

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Jake shed his robe and politely declined Beth’s offer to join her in the bath. He’d seen too many horror flicks where the couple was caught in the bathtub, the guy with nothing but his dick in his hand.

Not me he thought to himself as he spotted an old wooden baseball bat in the corner. Sitting down in the chair, he watched as Beth began drawing the tub full of water. His mind raced when he saw her short skirt slide up and the bottom of her beautiful ass came forward. Oh man

His eyes canvassed her delicious backside, tan and as firm as one could hope for. Over the quick beating of his heart, he strained to see the slight glimpse of her pussy. His own arousal was forthcoming, a warm rush traversing his hungry body and filling him with sinister intentions.

Fuck she looked hot

Watching in appreciation, his eyes never left her body, studying her curves and soft tones. Within seconds Beth slipped off the confining top she wore, his eyes darted the length of her back and across her shoulders. As the water continued to plunge into the ceramic basin, Beth wiggled from the short skirt that covered her body. Jake’s cock hardened at the mere sight of her standing in the nude, her slender figure driving his thoughts to the edge.

Mmmmmm….wow

Trying to get a grip on his accelerated heart beat, he watched her slip elegantly into the tub. With a push of the button, Beth had the jets in the tub shooting against her skin, the dull hum echoing out. Sitting back in the chair, he wrestled with the strange feeling of de ja vu.

Had he been here before…?

Closing his eyes, his mind flashed through a series of still shots depicting Beth in provocative positions. Struggling to place the source of these thoughts, they seemed so real yet he knew they weren’t. The vodka and orange juice warmed his stomach and lightened his head, relaxation finally revealing itself.

In a brief, but powerful moment he had the vision of looking over the room they were in. Beth was stretched out in the tub, her naked body submerged in the bubbly water. Glancing over to where he was sitting, he could see nothing…the chair was empty.

Sitting up alarmed, he caught a faint whiff of burning sulfur again. Rustling through his bag for his hunting knife, he withdrew a clenched fist firmly wrapped around Beth’s panties. With her back to him, she couldn’t see his recent discovery. Forgetting about everything, his fingers fumbled through them with haste.

Running his fingers across the cloth, he felt the damp material, a testament to his earlier seduction. Staring at Beth intently, he brought the red panties to his face and inhaled, the smell of her sex filling him with a euphoric feeling of power. Still watching her soft hair laying against her bare shoulders, he inhaled again and gasped.

Mmmmmm…..Fuck

His semi-erect cock had taken its course and reached its bulky girth. His cotton boxer briefs fought to contain the emerging energy, but to no avail. Like a vampire thirsting for blood, he felt the burning desire to taste her offerings.

 

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Beth was totally content in the warmth of the bath water. Her body floated slightly as she stretched herself out and let her head rest on the tubs edge. This was the prefect sized tub, she decided with a half sleepy smile. Big enough for two, but perfect to just spread out and relax.

With a soft sigh, she let the water was away some of the fright and worries she had been experiencing and enjoyed the moment. It felt oddly right...to be here, laying back in the bath with Jake rustling about in the background. She slid her hands over her skin, gently massaging and caressing herself. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath and submerged herself and came up with soppy wet hair and a makeup streaked face. Grabbing a small rose shaped decorative soap from the tubes side, she worked on removing the makeup and then lathered up her hair and rinse. Slowly but surely she was starting to feel like herself.

"What are you doing back there, Jake? You're so quiet." She called over her shoulder, not bothering to look.

He gave her a strange sort of grunt. "Huh?" She questioned, finishing her task and suddenly shivering. "What the..." The warm soothing water she had been relaxing in, suddenly turned icy cold. "Oh my god! COLD!" She exclaimed and came flying out of the bath, soaking wet.

Shivering and dripping a puddle of water around her feet, she crossed her arms over her breasts and spun around. "It was like ice all of sudden." She hadn't been in it long, but it was enough to make her teeth chatter now as she stood, naked, wet and glistening, "Um...towel please, Jake?" She asked, noticing the strange look on his face. "Jake?!"

 

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Jake sat in the plush chair, gazing at Beth’s bare skin as she washed her delicate body. With a knife in one hand and Beth’s panties clinched in the other, his thought began to drift towards having sex with her. Drifting with the vision of her warm body next to his, he gazed off into the space before him.

His moment of comfort was interrupted by Beth screeching in a frightened voice. A second later she came flying from the tub, mumbling something about the water turning cold all of the sudden. With arms crossed over her chest, it was still very little cover for her naked body that stood shivering before him. He dropped the knife and her panties next to the bed and reached into his bag.

Grabbing a towel and tossing it to her, his eyes pealed along the curves of her body. Her firm breasts looked beautiful, her nipples hard from the cold water. The ends of her long hair hung down her shoulders, dripping water across her chest and back. As she fumbled to get the towel wrapped around her, he caught sight of her sex tucked neatly under a thin, black trail of pubic hair.

Jake sat in the chair, lost in a state of arousal, watching as she wrapped the towel around her body. Rising to his feet, he walked over to Beth and wrapped his arms around her. Holding her tightly, he looked down and grinned. Her eyes were deep with lust, her lips wanting to be kissed.

Leaning in and pressing his lips to hers, their mouths parted and their tongues met. His hands roamed freely across the soft and warm skin of her back, keeping her close and secure. Blanketing her cheeks and neck with kisses, his tongue traced a trail over her collarbone, where he paused for several pecks. With a quick and deliberate motion, he tore the towel from her body and dropped it to the floor.

Continuing his sinful journey, he licked across Beth’s perky nipples, sending a shiver through her warming body. For a few moments he tenderly kissed on her breasts and toyed with her nipples, bringing about a few moans of approval. Her hands ran through Jake’s hair as she felt the warm rush of arousal filling her senses.

Releasing her left nipple from his lips, he began softly kissing a trail down her stomach, tasting her flesh and sending a dull ache through her groin. His tongue carefully circled her navel before moving to his knees before her.

"Put your leg up here," he whispered, pointing to the edge of the chair. Watching the grin on her face, she placed her foot on the chair, opening her legs up before him.

"That’s my girl," he smiled with approval, entranced by the site of her well manicured pussy before him. In the dim light he could see the well defined curves of her lips, her button peaking out and swollen with arousal. Leaning forward he began to slowly run his tongue up and down the length of her sex, forcing a prolonged moan from her chest.

Her sex was intoxicating in his mouth, her soft lips and folds felt euphoric with him in control. Jake began to slowly drag his tongue through her pussy a little deeper, tasting the inner pink flesh, now wet and covered in venom. He continued going up and down, pausing each time to lay a few well placed licks across her swollen clitoris. Each time his tongue hit the hard little button she moaned with delight, her hips bucking slightly in pleasure.

Rising to his feet, he looked at Beth with glossy lips, her sex smeared across his chin. She looked so fucking hot, nibbling on her lip in a seductive look that she had mastered, her eyes were hungry for more. Smiling, Jake could barely be comfortable with his engorged member stuffed inside of the tight pair of jeans. His heart pounded in his chest, butterflies danced in his stomach and the smell of sex filled his senses, causing one sinful thought after another.

 

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It had taken her a moment to register that Jake had been holding a knife and her panties...what on earth had he been thinking? But when he'd finally thrown her the towel, she was happy to be able to dry herself off and be somewhat warm again. Then Jake had gotten up and wrapped her in his arms, kissing and touching her. With a quick jerk of the towel, he'd left her bare and eagerly waiting his touch. The moods had switched rapidly again. It was as if they were in limbo between fear and nerves to pure sexual desire and passion.

"OOooh...Jake, yessss..." She murmured thickly as he licked her pussy. His tongue delved passed her pussy lips and tried wiggling up inside her, then drew back and licked up her slit and over her clit. She shuddered and moaned in delight, jerking her hips forward for more.

Standing up again, she felt herself being pulled towards him, as if by some unscene force. On tip toes, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down. He came willingly, lips glistening with her own juices. Her tongue snacked out and licked his lips, then nibbled on his chin, tasting herself, before darting her tongue past his lips and into his mouth. She whimpered and pressed herself to him, feeling all hot and tingly now, aching for him to finish what he had started.

She felt him pulled her to him, his hands again grabbing her ass and pulling her tight against his body, rubbing his erection against her belly. She sucked in his tongue and bit it lightly, drawing a moan from him. Eyes glazed, she pulled away and met his gaze, "I want you, Jake. Right now...please...right here..." her voice was soft and sultry, her lips swollen from their kisses and her body flushed with heat. Brushing her hard nipples against his chest, she let her fingers drift down, fumbling with the clasp of his jeans as she nibbled on her lips and glanced down between their bodies...

 

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Beth was pleading with Jake to take her right then, right there. Her sex was flowing, her mind fighting between the fantasies entwined behind walls and the liberating force before her. Feeling Beth’s skilled fingers working at his buttons, Jake took a deep breath in anticipation of the moment her hand would take hold of his swollen cock.

Seconds later, Beth was eagerly digging through his boxer briefs, where she found his imprisoned tool. Jake let out a gasp the moment she took hold of it, and moaned lightly when she began to lightly stroke up and down his length. Her lips were feisty, her eyes seduced, and the fires of arousal were burning deep and hot within the two of them.

Leaning over, Jake scooped Beth into his arms, her naked body melting into his, and carried her over to the canopy bed where he released her to the soft linens. Sliding onto the bed and up her body, his lips quickly recaptured hers. Any thoughts of unusual activity had fled the scene of their corrupted minds, their sole attention focused on each other.

Laying atop her, but supporting his weight on his elbows and knees, Jake was captured in a state of conquering. Feeling Beth part her legs wider, he knew the invitation was now issued. Taking hold of his thick penis, he pushed it to the entrance of her vagina and slowly thrust his hips forward. Beth moaned loudly as he entered, her tight sex stretched and holding onto his girth snugly.

"Oohhh fuck Beth, you feel so good."

Inch by inch he penetrated her until he was all but invisible, his lower torso pressed down firmly into her groin. Slowly withdrawing, he could feel her honey coating him. Pressing back in, the two moaned in unison. After several moments, he began thrusting faster, her groin bucking to meet him with each thrust.

He gazed into Beth’s eyes, now lost in the moment and only partially open. Her soft red lips twitched, moans and groans coming from her mouth. Her breasts softly wiggled with the motion, her nipples still hard little pebbles.

The warm air was filled with the scent of sex, intoxicating the two of them equally. Still thrusting in and out of Beth’s dripping vagina, Jake was suddenly overcome with the powerful smell of sulfur again. Ignoring it for a minute, he watched to see if Beth smelled it too.

With no break in her moaning, he continued despite his now concerned feeling. After several more seconds, a cool breeze blew across his sweaty back, sending a chill up his spine and a feeling of danger in his mind. Withdrawing his aching cock from Beth, she could tell he was concerned. A second later she asked what the smell was.

Rolling to the floor next to the bed, Jake grabbed his hunting knife. Three seconds later, the power to the entire mansion was severed, plunging the two into complete darkness. Taking Beth by the hand, he pulled her naked body in close to his and pondered the next move.

 

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Beth felt the nauseating feeling of panic starting to set in. She clung to Jake's side, pressing her naked body close. She shifted and she bumped into the bedside table and shrieked, grabbing him around the waist and holding on.

She felt Jake stiffen and spin around intending on defending her. "Sorry sorry...shit, it was just the table that I hit." She apologized, her voice quivering with fear. "There's not way anyone could be in here, Jake. We locked ourselves in."

It sounded reasonable and yet her skin still prickled, goose bumps spreading over her naked body, making her shiver. "Candles...do we have any?" She asked. He murmured something back about having some in his bag.

Still clinging to him, her full breasts pushed up against his back, they inched forward. They probably made quite an amusing sight, but at that moment humor was the furthest from their minds. Beth reached for the bag, fumbling in the dark. Her hand encountered clothes and God knows what else. Finally she encountered what felt like candle sticks. "Ok Ok...I think I have them. Do you have a lighter or matches."

"Fuck, no." He grumbled.

She sighed and tossed them on the bed, "Well that does nothing for us. Just then the lights flickered and Beth shrieked again, making Jake jump. "Did you see that!? Did you see that?!" She yelled, pulling them back away from the bed. "There was someone on the bed...a girl...like in the picture in the hall!"

Pulse pounding in her ears, Beth gripped Jake almost painfully. The lights flickered again and the image appeared. Almost transluscent. A girl, her dress torn and bloodied, her eyes shifting to them just as the lights flickered out.