Let it simmer for the night

The best kind of **** was the slow and saucy kind. You decide to leave the building, and the bitch queen to mull over what just happened to her. You were pretty sure the security tape would be quite entertaining for anyone to watch. Not to mention extremely embarrassing when she is confronted by the board should they eventually come across it. You could just imagine the scene. She would be sitting on a chair at the end of the board room table, flanked by her very disappointed bosses, all of whom would be looking for answers as to why one of their best suddenly decided to use company assets to shamelessly look at pornographic material, as well as pleasure herself in her place of work. They will never be able to figure out where the cum stains came from, but the office slut accusations would be a good start for her humiliation. All the better, some of those old guys at the top might even be perverted enough to take advantage of the situation to get into her holes in exchange for her keeping her job. At any rate, her reputation would be taking a nose dive from the top rope after tonight.

You decide that you might come back later to see what has happened. For now, you headed off into the night, enjoying your new powers and abilities to the fullest. Who knew being a ghost would feel this good? It felt almost like godhood.