The Ghost of Ravers Cabin (Day 2, Part 6)

Previously on THE SUMMER VACATION…

Gavin Westher stared as his best friend’s mother walked into the pool compound wearing a skimpy bikini.

Monica Bishop was a voluptuous woman with incredibly large tits. Gavin was ashamed to admit that he had had several fantasies that starred Monica Bishop.

The woman was just too sexy, and now that she was standing before him in just a blood red bikini that showed off an insane amount of cleavage, Gavin was finding it hard to think.

“M-Mrs. Bishop. You… you look great.” Gavin managed, stumbling on his words. He could feel how warm his cheeks were, and knew he must be blushing furiously. Damn.

Monica gave Gavin a bright smile and patted his arm as she walked past.

Gavin got an incredible view of Monica’s plump ass once she walked past him. Gavin could feel his cock rising in his swim trunks, and was mortified.

“Gavin, you can’t just stand there on the side of the pool all day.” Monica said from the very edge of the pool.

“Uh, why not?” Gavin blinked.

Monica gave an amused laugh and walked to Gavin. To his shock, she laced her fingers with his, and led him to the edge of the pool.

He was holding hands with Monica Bishop. Holy-

Before Gavin could finish his thought, Monica stepped off the edge of the pool, and tugged Gavin down with her.

Gavin hit the water and let out a surprised yell, flailing in the water. His head went under, and panic set in as he wildly kicked his legs around.

He was starting to think he would drown in this pool when arms wrapped around his torso, and he was pulled up to the surface.

Gavin coughed violently, his eyes slowly opening to reveal that it was Monica, and she was holding Gavin quite closely to her breasts.

“Gavin, honey, did you forget to mention that you can’t swim?” Monica asked sharply, but not unkindly.

Gavin flushed.

“Yeah.” he muttered.

“That’s nothing to be ashamed of, Gavin. A lot of people don’t know how to swim.” said Monica.

“Yeah, but Zack, Chloe, and Leon all know how to swim.” Gavin mumbled.

Monica touched Gavin’s cheek in a maternal way, but it still made Gavin flustered.

“Do you WANT to learn how to swim?” Monica inquired.

“I mean… no, not really.” Gavin confessed.

“Then why are you so bothered by not knowing how to swim?” Monica wondered.

“I guess I’m just embarrassed about not knowing how to do it. It’s such a common skill.” Gavin sighed.

“Then I’ll teach you.” Monica said, and kicked her feet, tugging Gavin to the shallow part of the pool.

———

Now

Gavin Westher felt Monica’s arms wrap around him and pull him up above the water. Gavin was uncomfortably hard because Monica’s very touch aroused him.

Sometimes, he wished he wasn’t so awkward around women, but he knew that nothing could ever really change that.

“Gavin, you do have to try.” Monica said, the tiniest bit exasperated.

“I am trying!” Gavin protested.

“No, you’re not.” Monica said knowingly, and Gavin gave a sigh. Sometimes he thought Monica was omniscient, the things she could detect.

“I’d really rather be back in my bedroom.” Gavin scowled.

“Right, but you’re not.” Monica said, and she stroked over to the edge of the pool, Gavin awkwardly following.

“See? I knew you were learning.” Monica said triumphantly as Gavin hoisted himself up onto the edge of the pool. Monica did the same, and Gavin tried not to stare at Monica’s tantalizing body, dripping water like some kind of sexy naiad.

Monica and Gavin sat together on the edge of the pool.

“I have a friend who was a lot like you back in high school.” Monica began, “She hated going to parties, loathed physical activities like, say, swimming or hiking, BUT she went to all that stuff anyway, because she was friends with us cheerleaders. And I think she had fun.”

“So… what are you saying?” Gavin asked.

“I’m saying, sweetie, that sometimes you just need to spend some time with your friends. I think you’ll have more fun than you think. You enjoy spending time with Zack and Chloe, right?” Monica asked.

“Uh, yeah.” Gavin nodded.

“So then you should just hang out with them whenever they go to do something you’re not totally up for.” Monica advised.

Gavin looked sideways at his best friend’s sexy mother, and gave a slow nod.

———

A ghostly apparition appeared behind Gavin and Monica, but neither one noticed. The ghost was upset, as her favorite of the people at this cabin, the handsome young dark-haired man who she had helped fuck his aunt, had left the cabin.

She was stuck on the property that Ryker Ravers had owned way back when. The handsome young man had left that property, unfortunately.

The aunt who had fucked her nephew was being boring, sitting up in her room with the door locked.

The ghost had a particular fondness for the handsome young man’s family, and so she had come to watch over his mother.

But now… she could feel the intense desire wafting from the skinny blond young man. She didn’t feel much, if any, desire coming from her favorite’s mother, but that wasn’t a problem for the ghost.

She raised her hands, and let her unusual ability flow freely.

———

Gavin watched in surprise as Monica tossed her soaked dark hair back over her shoulder, baring even more of her amazing cleavage, and scooted towards him.

Gavin could feel his dick growing hard incredibly fast as Monica’s fingers touched his thigh.

“Mrs. Bishop… what are you doing?” Gavin asked in confusion.

“You know, we’ve never spent much time together alone.” Monica said, ignoring the question.

“Uh, yeah, I guess you’re right.” Gavin said, still alarmed.

“I wonder why. You’re an attractive young man, and good company.” Monica said, and Gavin’s heart stopped for a beat.

“Did you just… did you just call me attractive?” Gavin stuttered.

“Uh huh.” Monica said, a teasing smile on her full lips.

Gavin suddenly felt a heat gathering in his chest. It was some kind of carnal… need.

Gavin found himself with the courage to lean in and kiss Monica.

The older woman responded enthusiastically, and the two dripping wet cabin-goers shared a sloppy kiss.

Gavin could hardly believe his own nerve as one of his hands came up to cup one of Monica’s large breasts. He gave it several squeezes, and Monica gave a moan.

Gavin slid his other arm around Monica’s body, and tugged her up against him.

He had to relinquish his hold on her breast, but her bust was smashed up against his chest now, so that was a positive.

Gavin enjoyed kissing Monica, and only enjoyed it more when the more experienced kisser slid her tongue into his mouth.

A part of his brain told him that this was Zack’s mom! But the rest of his brain said that Monica had been one of his many crushes for the past several years. And now… he had her. Right here. Kissing him.

Then, suddenly, the haze on his brain lifted and Gavin and Monica both jerked apart, staring in shock at one another.

———

The ghost lifted her head, suddenly sensing something happening through the power of the afterlife.

She was attuned to all her living descendants, several of whom were currently at the cabin.

The influx of living descendants in proximity to her had sparked her powers flaring up, and the ghost was actually having memories of her life returning, which was shocking.

The ghost had remembered her own name an instant ago when the strange event had occurred.

Hope Bishop.

Hope couldn’t determine the source of the event, so she left the two kissing by the pool, her power over them vanishing as she whooshed across the cabin, looking for the source of the event.

She visited all of her relatives, and none of them were doing anything particularly interesting. Then she stopped.

It was very likely that Hope’s favorite descendant, the dark-haired young man, had done something then.

Hope wondered what her favorite descendant could be doing that would trigger her to remember something.

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Sorry for another short chapter. I’m finding my rhythm with this thread again, so please try and bear with me.