Haunted House, Chapter 1 Moving In

I inherited an empty house from my dead mother. I know it's haunted because my mother afraid of it. She said the house only brings pain and misery to people who live in it. She spent her life in our relative house instead.

I planned to stay at the house for a while. At least until I finish and publish my book. I wrote drama and erotic love story to feed me, but lately i haven't found any inspiration, and my rent is due, i have to save my money, so i decided to move to my mom's empty house. I don't really believe that the house is haunted. It could be just my mom's imagination, she was scared of lots of stuff, including a big house in the middle of nowhere.

I pack my things and ready to live in the house. I hired a service to clean and fix the electricity and water before I moved in. The man, Mr Plumber said to me he has the water running, but the generator cant be left running longer than 5 hours. He said he can fix it, or buy a new generator but it will cost money. I said "I will be fine Mr Plumber. I won't stay long after the dark." I thanked him as he left me the master key.

I enjoy the sunset of my neighbor's farm in that set in the horizon. It feel so fresh to get out from the city and be able to breath fresh air in the evening, who know's i might be able to start a new book for a romantic story of girl who grow up in a farm or something.

I close the windows after dark and pull it sheets. I cook some pasta and enjoy my time alone at the house. I realize that i feel really alone at the house. It started to creep me out when i not hear anything except my own footsteps. "I think I'm gonna buy a secondhand telly." I never had telly ever since i live alone in the city, because i never need one. I love to read and spend time browsing in a forum for inspiration. But i can't install internet in this house that so far from civilization.

When I am ready to go to bed and shut my eyes suddenly the house goes dark. Darn, I forgot that the generator can't hold more than 5 hours. I called Mr Plumber and asked him to fix it tomorrow.

I woke up in the morning from the best sleep I ever had. I go to the kitchen to make breakfast before I hear the bell ring. I opened the door and it was Mr Plumber. He is early, very early. I offer him breakfast while he checks what busted from the generator. He said with his replacement it can turn the generator back on, but only for 3 to 4 hours before it goes kaput. He said, if it goes off again, I only need to turn it off for 12 hours before it can be used again. He insisted that I buy a new generator that worked properly in this century. Because he says my generator is so old, feel like when Edison himself discovered his first lamp. But it still cost a fortune to buy and install a new one. "I think I will be fine Mr Plumber. I don't use my laptop very much since the internet has not reached this place yet." While enjoying our breakfast, I asked him for a cheap place to buy a secondhand telly, and said he knew a place run by his friend in the town. He also offered to take me there. I refuse his kindness, after he helped me so many times. But he insisted on taking me there, which i agree if that is not a date. He laughed and said "A date at a store to buy a telly? Oh Ms Morgan, you will make people make fun of me." I chuckle and shyly brush off my embarrassment.

I place a note near every lamp and my laptop to remind me not to use the electricity for more than 3 hours. I browse my old drafts and writings for inspiration that I can use for a new story. In the night I take a bath while listening to music, while I turn on the generator and charge my laptop. After finish with the dishes and laundry, I head to the basement with a candle to turn off the generator. The basement has bigger space than my house upstairs. I can see some unused books, and items collecting dust inside the cabinet. Maybe it was my mom's or my grandparent's or the owner before them that I never knew. There's this eerie feeling after I turn off the generator, and the house goes dark. Maybe my mom is always afraid of the dark, so she imagines everywhere and everything is haunted. I climbed the stairs and the sound of the creaky floor is kind of creepy, even the wind that knocks the windows is also super creepy, but i tried to sleep.

I woke up feeling so great and fresh, like my brain is ready to start working a good shift. But then when i take off my panties i discover that i wet myself in my sleep. It's not pee and i know i can hold my bladder in my sleep, i sniff it "Have i cum in my sleep ?" Maybe i have a very erotic dream that turn me on, or maybe because i was so stressful from moving out from the city and from my friends, that my body signaling myself to quickly have some sex to relieve myself .....

I try push aside all the sex thinking that my brain keep suggesting me. I take a good long bath, touching myself on the bathtub, thinking of my ex-boyfriend Johnny. He sure is a manipulative and womanizer, but he has a very good look, and sex with him always enjoyable and pleasurable. I wonder if i can find a faithful man to marry, one that can give me a great sex adventure like Johnny ? When I finished orgasm, I heard the bell door rang several times. I wonder how many minutes has passed since it rang. I quickly end my bath and dry myself before answering the door.

"Oh hi Mr Plumber, sorry to keep you waiting. Have you been waiting for long ? I'm sorry, I didn't hear the bell from the bathroom." I said. "No worries Ms, I just arrived by myself." He said in a polite manner. "You want to come and wait ? I'll be ready in a minute." I quickly hurried upstairs and got ready.

We drive to town and arrived at his friend's store. He sold secondhand telly, but most of them are from old model, like from the 90's or early 20. I saw one telly that seems not too old, a model from 2010 or something, but the price is a little off my budget. Mr Plumber approach me after he chat with his friend. "That one seems to catch your eyes Ms." he said. "Yes but sadly i dont bring that much cash." "Dont worry, i can have a chat with Kenny and get him cut a few pounds for you. But only if you have lunch with me after this ?" I think for a moment, before he said "Not a date, i promise it's not a date. Only to know you better, What do you say ?" "Okay, not a date. And also no flirting." I smile. "Sure, Miss. I wont dare to flirt with my client." He laugh. He pack the telly after i paid the discounted price.

We walked across the town park to have lunch. He asked me many things, where I came from, my job, my life. I guess he got bored with his family running the store and living in a small town. I say "How about this ? When my book gets published, I will give your name a credit to it. I will invite you to the city and personally give you the first book ?" "That's an honor Miss, but i dont think my parents wont allow me to go away that far." "Oh come on, you look like you need to take a break from your daily life. Just say to them that you fix my broken plumbing or something, and i don't allowed you to go home before you finished it." "Alright i try, but i won't promise you anything." He smiles at me, as I laugh. I enjoyed having a chat with him for the rest of daylight.

When we were on our way to head back I saw some kids playing with their costumes. I realize that Halloween is just around the corner. I also remember to ask him something, "Mr Plumber, you been in this town since you born right ?" "Yes Miss." "You heard the rumor about the house I live in ? You notice anything strange from it ?" "Well, if you ask me. I never saw a damn thing wrong with the house. Mr Joseph the old technician said, nobody is comfortable to stay long enough in the house because of ghost or spooky shadows, or the demon that keeps banging the window at midnight. But I think it's nothing more than the wind or a broken generator or water system. That is why I wonder if a city woman like you moved to that house in the first place ? No power and entertainment does not bother you Miss ?" "Oh i do like the house, i like the fresh air in the morning, i actually love change of pace, living somewhere quite alone .... You know .... Getting the inspiration for my writings." We arrive at my house just before dark. He helped me install the new telly and stuff. "I guess all is set." I see him off and wave to him as he drives off with his truck.

I make dinner and eat it while watching movies on telly. Then heading to the bathroom, I stripped naked and put my clothes inside the laundry machine. I put on some music players and wear blindfold as I enjoy the warm milk bath. The tape that I play in the music player isn't some music, but some mix cumpilation by my ex-boyfriend Johnny. Bad words coming from his mouth, as the sound of spanking and his slapping against my crotch, my moaning, my screaming, has become a fetish of mine when i was still his woman. Before he tosses me away in pity. "Mmmm .... Johnny ..... " I spent my evening touching myself while reliving old memories. I came so hard, and I came again, and again, and again. Johnny .... Johnny .... Johnny .... only his name on my mind. I hate that man, but i can't get over him. He made me crawl back to him, He made me his bitch, He owned my body ..... and my soul. I heard a sound of dripping water from the tap, waking me up from my sleep . "Darn !!! I fallen asleep." I quickly get up from the milk bath and dry myself. Thank God the electricity is not dead yet. I have not yet dryd my hair or put any clothes, i quickly rush down the stairs to basement to turn off the generator. "Huhh!!" I was surprised, I thought I saw someone behind the generator. But as the light slowly adjusted to my eyes, it turned out it was just some old goat stuffing. Collection from the previous owner, long before my grandparent that I never know.

I get closer and turn the generator off for the night. As I light the candle that is being prepared near the generator, I feel like I'm not really alone in the dark basement. The air is suddenly hot and dense. For the first time I caught fear in my neck, I felt a warm breath behind me. I quickly turn around and shine upon it, but nobody there. I quickly rushed to the way I came back, but before I climbed the stairs I fell upon my butt and my towel got left behind on the floor. I only think to get upstairs as soon as possible, and slam the door in my way out.

I sigh of relief when i finally outside the house. "Oh dear the sky is so clear this night, i should dry the clothes." I take out the wet clothes from the laundry machine and hang them on clothes line. I still haven't put any clothes, the night breeze tickling my skin, it felt so wonderful. "Perks of living alone, far from anyone." I walk to bedroom after finish with my chores. I feel like trying to sleep naked tonight. I used to sleep naked sometimes when i still live in the city, but i always close the windows and curtains. But now, since i live in haunted house in the middle of nowhere i have a choice to let my bedroom window open. The fresh air of open field quickly send off me to sleep. "Mmmmmhhh ..... Nnnnggghh ......" *Yawn* "Aaaaahh .... No Please ..... Aaaaahhn." I had a dream that everywhere is dark and i feel dozen hand stroking, caressing my body. I cannot open my eyes but i feel a presence is descend from the ceiling and grab on my hips. He gently push his meat inside my vag "Hhhhmmmmppphh !!!!" to my protest. But there is a feeling I can't shake off. I want to wake up from this dream, but a part of me want to stay. "Aaaahh !!" I awake after i feel something pushed up to my cervix. "Whaaaa .... " My head still feel light from the wine i take the day before. My bed is in a mess, i come everywhere as i still naked and in heat. I realize the night breeze not longer enter my bed, it stuck when the window get closed by the wind. Honestly it kinda nice to be able to orgasm while i asleep, but somehow it left me unsatisfied. "I need a man ASAP." i said that before i tuck in my blanket and back to sleep.