Room 1313

A Halloween Ghost story for adults

Her perfectly manicured nail slid easily under the thinly glued fold of the plain white envelope
to reveal a simple handwritten note:

" Give me two hours and you will remember it the rest of your life"

That was it.

No name, no phone number, email, address, nothing.

She turned the envelope over and over looking for clues to what had been slipped under the door of her room at the hotel.

Was this some kind of Halloween joke?
After all; It was Oct, 31^st.

What the hell?.  She tossed the envelope on the credenza and called room service to order dinner.

She heard the whisper as it slid up to her feet while she stood there on the phone
Same white envelope.  She grabbed it and tore it open to read the note:

"CURIOUS?

CURIOUS HELL, she was getting pissed.
She swung the door open and stepped into an empty hallway.
Nobody ......

As the door closed behind her she walked to the bed, slipped out of her clothes and headed for the shower.
It felt good after a long day of meetings to just relax and she couldn’t wait to eat and get some rest.   As she walked out of the bathroom toward the bed, another envelope slid under the door.

She stood staring at it for what seemed like an eternity.  She slipped on the large fluffy white Hotel robe and wondered:  what would this one say????

As she bent to pick it up there was a rapping at the door that nearly made her scream as she jumped back and tried to catch her breath...

Room service Ms.....

She picked up the envelope and opened the door to let her meal be brought in.

Do you know anything about these?

They look like envelopes.

" I know what they are, there are notes in them”
            “Yes ma’am”

What is this all about?  She questioned as she held it up to his face.

            “I can’t say for sure, Ma’am”   But if you want another room I am sure the Hotel would arrange it for you.

She showed him the first two and as he read them she opened the last one

The note said:

Enjoy your dinner.

She nervously laughed and tipped the waiter, although, she was puzzled by the frightened look on his face as he left.

She quietly ate her meal as she kept looking at the envelopes on her bed and wondered if the waiter had something to do with it, just for the laugh, but the look on his face told her there was more to it than that.
And why would she need another room?  This one was just fine, and even though some motels don’t have a 13^th floor, this one did, and she thought it was good luck to get room 1313.

As she took her tray to the door she saw another envelope there at her feet
she opened the door, set the tray out and took a quick look both ways...

She then closed her door and quickly opened the envelope

"Are you ready"

She thought about it for a moment as she turned the note over in her hands, held it to her nose, testing for a familiar scent,  and decided;

Ok let’s see what the hell this is all about.

Just then there was another rap at the door.
She hesitated looked at the door, the note,
then opened the door.

In what she assumed was either French or an Italian accent
the muscular exhibit of pure male fitness said:

You requested a massage madam?

He was dressed in white pants that left nothing much to the imagination and a white polo that showed off what looked like years of hard work and discipline.

"Um...... no..... I did not call for a massage...

The crystal blue eyes looked down at the envelope in her hand and he said:
“Are you sure miss?”

His large tan hands reached for his bag and the massage table that was leaning against the wall as he was ready to walk away, she asked: "How much"

Well madam, that depends on what you would like

"JUST A MASSAGE"

I see,,, half an hour is $100.00
An hour is $150.00
An hour and a half is $200.00
Unless you want the house special

How long is that

He looked directly in her eyes and whispered:

Two hours,,,,,, but you will remember it the rest of your life"

She slowly stepped back from the open door and invited him in.

He came in and quickly set up his table and prepared all he would need including lighting several very aromatic candles and warmed his massage oils in the sink as she reclined comfortable but somewhat apprehensive on the bed

He casually turned off the lights then stood before her in the candle light and extended his strong hands
“Ms.” he said in his sexy accented whisper.... please lay face down for me

She took his hands and felt an immediate spark of energy radiating into her fingers and up her arms.
She looked at his hands then into his eyes and as she stood her robe fell open revealing a lovely feminine figure. He led her to the table and slid the robe from her shoulders as she lay down

Miss .... are you ready?

A thousand thoughts rushed through her mind, not sure what she was asking for or getting herself into.... but.... “yes” was all that came out of her soft red lips.

It was almost imperceptible as he touched the instep of her left foot and applied some warm oil with his thumbs then slowly moved out to include her whole foot then repeated the same routine on the other.

When his large strong hands started up her calf’s softly touching with his electric fingertips, she felt her head start to spin, then he began massaging her muscles deeply and she let out a muffled moan.
As he moved up to the back of her thighs she could feel herself floating above the table and she was sure she was becoming uncontrollably sexually stimulated.
He worked her inner leg muscles until they involuntary parted and he moved up to the tender soft cheeks of her butt.

His soft fingers slowly drew circles around her cheeks and up her spine, and she became intoxicated as if under his spell.

His hands moved softly and smoothly over her shoulders, arms and down her back to her butt again with a tender and gentle surety and each time they moved, the electrical sensations became more and more intense, and with each move from her neck to her legs, the pressure became more penetrating until she could feel his weight pressing into her muscles, releasing every ounce of tension.

She then felt his hands start to concentrate more on her butt as they moved from her back down her legs and back up, with shorter and shorter extensions until both his hands were on her cheeks, and she could feel the sparks of energy radiating into her sensitive areas.   She felt his thumbs start to work down and in between and the sensations became more than she thought she could handle as he touched the aroused area around her vagina.

Her orgasm erupted from nothing more than the presence of his touch in the area without him actually touching her there, and she felt his warm breath on her back as his hands held her butt cheeks until she came back.

 

“Turn over for me now Ms.”

 

She deftly turned onto her back, feeling perfectly normal laying there with nothing on in front of this handsome  Gentleman, and she could hardly wait for his hands to make contact with her wanting skin.

He stood above her head and his fingers slowly ran through her hair, softly massaging every inch of her head, her ears, forehead, and down her neck.  She could feel that electrical spark from his fingertips as they slowly stroked her, like static, but not shocking.  It was so exhilarating it almost took her breath away,

He then started to stroke his hands up and down her arms, taking each one at a time and softly working his fingers into every muscle up to her own hands and fingers, and she felt the tingle as he touched each one.  Her head was reeling from the experience, and as his fingers moved back up to her shoulders, she simply said:  “oh my”

She felt the warm oil pouring down her breast bone, between her bare breasts and down to her waist, then his firm hands started to follow the same path and spread out in little light touch circles to encompass her whole upper torso, including her now erect n*****s which he tenderly manipulated between his thumb and fingers until she thought she would scream from the sensations it was sending throughout her whole body. 

Then as her breathing became more intense and rapid from the excitement he was creating, he abandoned his position and moved down to her feet.  The warm oil poured in soft droplets from her toes, up her left leg, over her knee, up her thigh and across her neatly trimmed mound, then down the other leg to end at her toes.

She shivered at the sensations and anticipation of what was to come next as she closed her eyes.

His hands did their magic on the front of her legs like they had on the back until he got within a fraction of an inch to her unprotected womanhood. She felt his strong hands slowly guiding her legs apart and she had no reason to resist, for she wanted nothing more than to feel that sensation he had previously urged from her.

As she overflowed with what seemed like an unnatural desire, one she had never experienced before, she felt that electrical energy flow from his fingertips across her pubic hair, down the insides of her thighs and across her fully exposed sex.  The feeling was more than she could control as it brought her to another orgasm as his fingers softly caresses her tenderness.

 

Then she felt his warm breath there and what could have been a millions stars exploded in her brain as her hips came off the table in another orgasm, only it was twice as strong, and it didn’t stop.  Over and over she felt his heat touching her moist sensitive nub and she screamed at the uncontrollable rapture, as the overwhelming feelings of ecstasy immersed her whole existence…..

           ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

The incessant knocking on the door woke her. She heard the rap, rap, rap and a troubled voice say:  Ms, it’s the Hotel manager, are you alright ma’am???

She seemed to be alright, other than lying naked on her bed and the curtains blowing from the breeze of the open window.

She donned her robe, looked around to see she was alone and answered the door.

“I am sorry for the inconvenience ma’am but we have another room ready for you if you are not happy with this one.”

“Why would I need to move, is there something wrong with this room” she asked as the manager slipped by her to close the window and douse the candles that burned with an eerie glow.

 

Forgive me ma’am, this room should never have been given to a single woman.

 

“What the hell does that mean?

 

“I don’t mean to frighten you ma’am, but we have had complaints of, um, shall we say, visitors to this room”

 

‘Visitors that only bother women that are by them self ?”

 

 Forgive me ma’am, but some say this room is haunted…..

 

From room 1001 she looked up the history of the hotel on her laptop.

She felt herself go cold as she read:

 

Halloween turns deadly as Hotel employee is thrown to his death from the 13^th floor

when a jealous husband caught him in their room,,,,,

 

Giving his wife a massage.

Reviews

[Neville]

This just happens to be a seriously good example of erotica, thankfully minus any unnecessarily coarse embellishments that might have otherwise detracted from a read that proved both stimulating and enjoyable and provided a welcome respite from the tedium of a particularly grey November afternoon...Cheers,

All Good Things, Neville

[Trace]

Thank you for the wonderful review and compliments on my story.
I am so glad you enjoyed how I presented it.

Trace

[Neville]

My pleasure entirely

[Audrey M.]

Well damn!! Just when I was gonna ask where could I sign up for a massage like THAT!! Lol. HOTT story there, with some lovely creepy interjections 🤭

[Trace]

I love writing tales with a twist and even more with a little eroticism.
I also love giving massage to those that appreciate them.

I'm so glad you enjoyed this, (and it made you want your own envelope)

Thank you again my friend.

Huggs, Trace

[Audrey M.]

You're a great storyteller, my friend 😁

[Trace]

Im only good at a few things 😌
But I have a very creative imagination

Thank you.

[SANTANU CHATTERJEE]

Good story. The description of a hot and sexy event in such a meticulous way deserves praise. What I liked most, that is, writer has been able to set aside vulgarism carefully. As a result the story has got a new dimension. My expectation is rising high of the writer.

[Trace]

Thank you so very much for your wonderful compliments on my writing.

Trace

[MsJewel]

Wow! Now that is a steamy, sexy little Halloween treat...
delicious and delightful!

Happy Halloween sweet beast.

Boo!
:) Julie

[Trace]

Don't ya just love that picture?

Thanks for the great comments on my longish,,,,, short story.

I wrote this when you told me you were going on a business trip.
Thanks for the inspiration.

Huggs, Trace

[MsJewel]

LOL - seriously? Damn - I didn't even get a note under my door...

[Trace]

You were on the wrong floor