Give Simon what he needs.

While being in a room with a ghost is kind of creepy, and touching yourself in front of him is even more so, Simon's voice is filled with such sadness and despair that your heart goes out to him. Plus, from what you can hear of his voice, he sounds kind of sexy and you find yourself imagining what he might look like.

"O.k. Simon" you say moving your hand to your clit. "I'll touch myself and give you the energy you need, but just once. O.k?"

"Yes" says Simon. "Thank you."

You slowly begin to massage your clit with one hand while fondling your breast with the other. Far from making you self conscious, the idea of being watched by Simon, who sounds about your age and who you imagine as the kind of guy you've always fancied, is actually a turn on. You never realized how much of an exhibitionist you could be. As your climax begins to build inside you, you imagine Simon's big cock becoming hard at the sight of you, his eyes looking longingly at your body which he cannot touch. You feel your climax coming on quickly and realize that you should slide down into the bath so that, if your knees go weak you won't fall and crack you skull. You are about to do so when you feel firm cold hands, one on your breast and the other on your stomach holding you up. The surprise causes you to press down hard on your clit and cause you to climax. You cry out in both shock and pleasure and you feel your knees go weak. However, as your orgasm washes over you, you are held up by cold, firm, invisible hands.