the haunting of Julia

I followed Julia upstairs to her bedroom.

On her bed was laid out her outfit for the day: a pair of black slacks, a white blouse, a white bra, and matching cotton panties.

"How boring," I thought. "She needs a little excitement.

Julia took off her robe and hung it up on a hook on the back of her door. She was now naked. She walked back to her bed and picked up the panties. I moved behind her, careful not to make any noise.

She bent over to put the panties on. As she did, I jammed my finger up her rectum.

Julie shrieked. She dropped her panties and spun around. She looked around while she ran a hand behind her over her ass.

I reached up and wiped my finger under her nose.

Julia jumped back and clasped a hand over her face. She ran to her bathroom and slammed the door behind her.

I laughed gently to myself. I could hear the sound of rushing water from inside the bathroom. I walked over to her nightstand and opened a drawer. In the back I saw a slim white vibrator. I smiled. I walked to her dressing gown and took the terry cloth belt out of it and picked up a pair of panties out of her hamper.

I stood next to the bathroom door with the belt and panties in my hand ready to spring.