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Sally's distraught that things have gotten awkward between May and herself. It's not surprising after May caught her in the throes of passion with the office ghost, Frank Roswell. So when Sally catches May's memo about staying back tonight to 'talk things out', she can't believe that she's falling for Frank's wiles again, or that May seems intent on a threesome to 'break the ice' once more![WARNING: This sizzling 3900 word paranormal erotic story contains lesbian sex, sex with a ghost, sex in the office after hours, oral sex, anal sex, hot menage action, sex toy usage, sex in midair and much, much more! Adults only.]Excerpt:I jumped. My screamed filled the office. And I had half the mind to bill whoever it was for my blood pressure check-up.Frank Roswell floated about with his translucent figure laughing his head off at my shocked reaction.I laid on the floor, scared the fuck out of my wits. My hair was messed up and so was my shirt. Worst of all, it was my mood that had been ruined."Frank you fucking asshole!" I shrieked, throwing one of the cushions on the nearby couch at it. It passed through his ghostly figure unhindered.I should have known."Did ya miss me, Sally?" he extended his arms and came towards me for a hug."Don't you dare hug me after scaring me like that!" I seethed and warned, shooting him the dirtiest glare that I could muster.I got up and looked around."Where the hell's May?""Who? Oh, May!" Frank licked his lips as he caressed her name with his tongue, "Wonderful girl, that secretary."My eyes narrowed and the seeds of blind jealousy came rising up from within me."Don't tell me you're a ghost and a freaking two-timer!"He smirked."Seriously, Sally. I'm a specter, a poltergeist! I defy the laws of science! Anyways, I'm dead already, you can't fault me for having as much fun as I can…"I heard enough. I picked myself up and put myself together before storming out of the office.A million useless thoughts ran through my mind. Sure, he's a ghost. And there's no way in hell we could ever be together permanently. But still, is it a crime to want the dead partner of this hedge fund all to myself?"Sally, you're -"I look up, finding a bewildered May blocking the doorway."May, I, uh…" my voice trailed off, unsure of what to say. Just as I was about to go, I see the last person that I wanted to meet right now."Where're you going, I haven't even talked to you yet!""I, uh, I…"I'm fucked, that's what I am.