Should see if Ashley's "ok"

After Ashley stormed off Brian sat at his cubicle wondering how she's taking being molested by what she could only assume was some kindof ghost. The last thing she said though, "how did you...". She didn't think Brian had somehow pulled that off did she? He was the only one who witnessed the whole thing afterall. Brian reflected back on the other night when he encountered Mina's powers for the first time. It definitely made him question a lot of things he hadn't thought of before.

'I'll just check up on her,' Brian thought. 'At least to make sure she knows it wasn't me'. The office was properly empty, many had already retired for the day. The evening light cascaded through the office windows and cast the normally dull workplace into a balmy version of its former self. As Brian rounded the halls he heard a familiar voice whisper in his ear.

"Where youuuu going?" Brian looked around the hall. Nobody in sight.

"Mina? I - I Thought I would check in on Ashley. See if she's sane?" Brian responded to the empty hall. He looked down to see the imprint of a hand squeeze his thigh.

"Ashley and I are getting to know eachother actually..." Brian grinned as the hand slowly moved up and grasped his cock. He felt his body gently pushed against a wall as the fabric began to stroke him."Want me to show you where she is?" The top button of his shirt slipped through its hole on its own. A mouth began playfully nibbling his neck.

"We could als-" Brian gasped as his dry handjob suddenly became more agressive. "...could also do a little bonding ourselves first."

"Yeaaaaaa..." Minas ghostly voice whispered. " That could be fun too." Brians zipper pulled down its track.

"Uh, but maybe somewhere more discrete? I don't want to get caught out in the open apparently fucking nothing."

The zipper reluctantly climbed its track again.

"I think I can arrange something more than 'nothing' for you." Brian suddenly felt a mouth appear over his cock, despite his pants still being on.

"WOAH, yea that's...more than nothing." He looked down to see his tented pants shifting on their own.

"Let's play follow the leader hm?" The mouth pulled his cock sideways, edging him off the wall.

"What...what are you doing?" Brian gasped. Mina's phantom mouth was pulling him foreward. At the end of the hall his cock suddenly jerked right. He stumbled slightly to the sudden change in direction.

"Mmm, you're good at this." Mina's voice playfully whispered. Brian wondered how he would explain stumbling around the hallways sporting a boner if they bumped in to someone. "If we do meet someone I can take care of them." Mina responded to his unspoken query.

"How? Sucking their cock also?"

"Or tits! Depending on what their packing down there." Brian felt a hand cradle his balls. Suddenly he was pulled towards an office door, which openend on its own. Ashley was inside, dressed and facedown on a desk, he lower half hovering impossibly in the air with her ass protruding. Her hips thrust forward in a regular rhythm that suggested Mina was doing somekind of fuckery, but her tight black skirt obscured any obvious detail, aside from her floating ass. Brian was pulled in and the door closed. He heard the lock click behind him. Ashley reacted to the noise and looked around. Her face was flush red.

"B-Brian!"

"Ashley? What's going on?" Brian dumbly acted.

"Ooo roleplay. I like where your heads at." Mina whispered. Brian's shaft was licked from base to tip. Ashley struggled through the words as she was stimulated.

"There's some kindof...*gasp* ghost I think. It's a *gasp* sexual entity or someTHING". Ashley's hips thrust powerfully forward. "Oh fuck..." She whimpered. Her ass dropped and she was flipped over on her back. Brian could see her tits oscillating different directions through her blouse. Ashley looked at Brian's bulge, still being worked over by Mina's invisible mouth. "It's got you too!" Before Brian could answer, a rolling office chair thrust itself behind him and he was **** into a sitting position. His pants burst open revealing his tented boxors and his still bobbing cock. Ashley was lifted off the table to face Brian.

"Ashley...what are you doing?" In any other scenario his acting would have never passed him off.

"I- I don't know! It just stood me up!" Ashley's hands began stroking her thighs and she began to slowly saunter towards Brian. "Brian! I'm not doing this!" She suddenly spun around, and sprawled herself over Brian. It was a weird sensation, his dick was still being sucked under Ashley's body as she lay in his lap. "Oh...Brian" she groaned, noticing the same. As she lay in Brian's lap her button up shirt began opening on its own, for the second time that day, revealing her amzing breasts, clad in a black bra. Indentations of invisible hands began fondling Ashley, she closed her eyes and moaned. "Oh...oh fuck." Her legs both lifted and her hips began to move. "Brian I can't help it...i'm gonna come!" His own orgasm approaching, Brian gazed at Ashley as her hands ran through her hair.

"Fuck!" Brian yelped as he came, simultaneously with Ashley. Her hands flew up and gipped his shoulders for support. As the intensity subsided their eyes met.

"Oh wh-what the fuuuck" moaned Ashley. Now in control of herself again, she sat up off of Brian and began to rebutton her shirt.