Look back in Mr. Stephenson's room

Leanne wasn't sure exactly what was going on. Was the worker making a joke at her expense? She had to know. Quickly she opened the door and returned to the old man's room. Frantically she searched for signs of life or anything else that might exist in there, but there was nothing. No old man, not even those vivid eyes staring into her soul.

"What the hell?" she hissed, a hand moving to her mouth in disbelief. She stared at every corner of the room again and again but still there was nothing. Had she really just imagined the whole thing? She touched her hand against her pussy and it still had that familiar post-orgasm tingle. Had she had sex or not? She remembered feeling incredibly horny while she was speaking to Mr. Stephenson. Maybe she just made the whole thing up, something to help get her off while she masturbated. She noticed a photo on the desk and picked it up.

That was definitely the Mr. Stephenson she'd seen. In her mind at least. Had she created this whole thing based on a photo? If so, how **** was she for relief to go to such lengths. It was almost too shocking for Leanne to comprehend.

She suddenly shivered as the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. She wasn't sure if she was getting horny again just by realising how dirty she really was or if there was something else present in that room. Either way she didn't want to spend any longer in there than she had to. Quickly she once more made her exit, returning to the corridor and closing the door behind her. Not wanting to know the truth about what had happened in there. She was wondering where she could go next when a gentle tap on her shoulder made her jump and unleash a petrified scream.

Turning around she came face to face with one of the male attendants who worked at Rosefield Manor. "Oh, I'm sorry," she gasped, relief sweeping over her. "I thought you were a... Um, never mind." She observed the guy standing opposite her with a slightly bemused look on his face. He was tall, definitely over 6 feet, probably in his early or mid 30's and ruggedly handsome. "So, what's your name?" she asked, instantly going from scared to seductive.

"I'm Dan," replied the attendant. "I hope I didn't scare you."

"Not at all, Dan," answered Leanne with a flirty smile. "I just wasn't expecting to see someone so young and muscular. I'm Leanne." Before she could continue with her crude attempt at chatting up the good looking worker, she was distracted by one of the residents heading towards her down the corridor. She gave him a friendly smile and was a little surprised to be greeted by a stoic face. The resident turned and entered his room. This wasn't so unusual, except for the fact that the door was closed when he did it! "Oh my God! Did... Did you just s-see that?"

"See what?" asked Dan, turning to see why Leanne was staring with such a panicked look on her face. But there was nothing to see. He was about to face the young woman again when she cried out once more.

"Look out!" she yelled as another aged resident walked towards them. This one appeared to be on a direct collision course with the handsome attendant. However, just as she seemed to be about to shuffle into Dan the old lady vanished into thin air.

"Are you alright?" he asked a little concerned.

"Y-You didn't see that?" she asked frantically. The worker shook his head slowly, puzzled by this girl's sudden demeanour. "It was a g-gho..." Leanne stopped herself. It was too ridiculous to say out loud. Especially in front of the guy she had been hoping to seduce. "Nothing. I-It was nothing." She decided it would be best to try and return to normal, starting with finding out more about the slightly perplexed worker. "So... Why don't you tell me what you do around here, Dan."

The attractive attendant began explaining his role, his day to day tasks and how he helps the residents. It didn't sound all that interesting to Leanne and she began to think about other things she'd prefer to do with him. After a few minutes she realised she was feeling incredibly horny. Had her dirty mind really just turned her on that much? At first it was just the usual warm sensation but gradually it became much stronger. Until eventually Leanne desperately felt the need for satisfaction. She subtly pressed a hand against her crotch hoping to subdue the sensation. However as she squirmed in the corridor the strap of her vest top fell down her shoulder, partly exposing her bra and a little more cleavage.

Leanne quickly turned to adjust her clothing, only for the strap on the other side to slip off. This accidental undressing was doing nothing to lessen her arousal and her growing frustration only made matters worse. However out of the corner of her eye she spotted something that made her freeze. An old man was hovering just over her shoulder. There was an eerie appearance to him and Leanne didn't want to draw attention to him. Especially if she was the only one who could see him.

Dan said nothing about him as he continued with his story. Only raising a curious eyebrow as he watched the young woman wrestle with her clothing. Leanne had just slid her strap back into place once more when she caught the peculiar old man in the act. Not only was he the one trying to strip her, but he was also the source of her increasing arousal. Somehow he was doing something to stimulate her loins, taking advantage of the rugged guy stood opposite her to increase the effect.

"Why don't I show you," suggested Dan as Leanne suddenly re-entered the conversation. A blank expression followed before she realised the attendant wanted her to go with him. Normally she'd be all over that idea. However with this unnatural resident hanging around her, doing 'things' to her, Leanne wasn't sure if now was the best time. Who knows what she'd end up doing. But Dan was stood waiting expectantly. She had to give him an answer.