A jogging housewife

It was a brisk evening as Angela went for her run. Despite being in her mid-forties, she was still in amazing shape and liked to stay healthy. Even many of the younger guys in the neighborhood would look as she ran by, waving and saying hi to her which is one of the reasons she started running at night instead.

She only lived a few miles from the fort, but never gave it much of her attention. She knew it was there, but knew nothing about its history, the stories of it being haunted, or how active it was nowadays. She knew it was there, but is covered by a thick layer of trees, she would only think about it on those rare occasions when she would drive by the entrance.

Of course, Samantha was invisible at the moment and floating above the area noticed this beautiful woman in a sports bra and leggings. Now that she was free and had her powers back, she began to think about what she could do with this sexy woman in the streets below her.

She decided to get a closer look as she floated down and followed her. She found herself getting aroused as she watched the sweat poor form this woman's skin. Seeing her toned body moving as she ran, curious about the clothing she was wearing as it was much different than what women wore in Samantha's time, but it did not matter as she followed her all the way home.

Angela opened the side door and stepped into the kitchen, unaware of the invisible spirit following her. She stopped for a moment, looking back, feeling like she was being watched, but quickly shook it off and shut the door behind her as she grabbed a towel and started wiping herself down before grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

Samantha began to look around the home, noticing pictures of Angela with a very nice-looking man. A smile crept across her face as an idea formed before she noticed Angela heading towards the bathroom.

"You are going to have a very good time tonight," Samantha said before kissing her finger and placing it on the picture of Angela's husband.

Angela turned on the shower and stripped out of her workout clothes. She waited a moment for the water to warm up while she went to the mirror and pulled the elastic out of her hair, letting her auburn locks fall to her shoulders as she stretched.

She eventually turned and entered the shower, shutting the curtain behind her as Samantha crept into the bathroom. The steam filled the air, reacting to her presence as it moved aside. Angela still had no idea she was being stalked by this spirit from the old fort, nor would she have any reason to.

"Hehehe," a faint giggle could be heard as Angela wiped soap from her eyes.

"Hello?" She said opening the curtain. "Casey? You home?" She called out wondering if her husband had gotten home from work yet.

After taking a moment, she closed the curtain and went back to showering. The steam had started to get thicker, making it hard to see anything which she felt was unusual but not concerning. She began to feel a little strange as she rubbed body wash over her breasts.

"Hmmm," she let out a slight moan as she found herself getting aroused to the point where every little touch felt good.

She continued to soap herself up, biting her lip as her body felt a little extra sensitive at the moment before she leaned back against the wall and enjoyed herself as her hands slid down her stomach.

Samantha smiled, seeing the effect she was having on this woman, using only a small percentage of her powers. She couldn't help but laugh to herself as she could do whatever she wanted to her, and she was going to as she lowered herself, and focused on the wet slit between Angela's legs.

"Casey," Angela moaned to herself as she suddenly wanted her husband there with her.

She was so horny all of a sudden that she couldn't wait for him to get him so she could fuck his brains out. Her fingers moved closer to her aching pussy, gently touching her clit as she moaned again, thinking about her husband's cock.

"That's it my pet," Samantha said as she began to focus her energy. "Be a good little wife."

"I...... oh shit....... oh...... GOD!" Angela began to scream as her pussy felt strange all of a sudden. She looked down and saw a woman's face in the mist, looking up at her and smiling as her pussy began to tingle and glow. "Oh my God....... what are..... who........... FUCK!"

Angela was suddenly feeling this very strange orgasm between her legs. It was not normal, but it felt so good that she didn't know if she wanted it to stop, or if she wanted more. Her knees became weak as she fell to the tub floor and began to cum violently, squirting all over the shower walls as she bucked her hips, feeling pleasures she didn't think were possible until they finally began to subside.

"That was........ wow," she said to herself as she lay there on the tub floor, warm water hitting her face as she tried to wrap her head around what had just happened. She suddenly heard a car door shut and she sat up. "Casey," she said as a devilish grin crept over her face.

Samantha floated in the air above the house, unseen by human eyes as she watched the man from the picture grab his coat and suitcase and head towards the house. He looked exhausted as it was late, but Samantha just smiled, knowing the fate he would meet once his wife got to him.

She then turned her attention elsewhere, knowing there was much more fun to be had.