"Gastly!" came Wraith's triumphant exclamation as he popped back out and the door hissed open, only to reveal a set of sealed blast doors just beyond....Couldn't you have opened those too?" inquired Miranda, giving Wraith a disapproving look.The gastly pouted as he shook his head. "Wra, ga..." he muttered sadly."I see," commented Miranda thoughtfully, turning to Dave. "It seems that your porygon doesn't want us to get in there," she explained."Why not?" asked Dave, full of concern.Miranda. We spent day after day joking and flirting.He was careful to make sure he only flirted obviously when none of the other 6 employees were around and just when it was us two, like if we ran into each other. Sometimes he would ask me to help him and send the others off on a different time consuming task. My favorite was when he needed to get by me in a tight walkway (which happened quite frequently). I would step forward, rather than backward, making it so he needed to go behind me, and I would. I said he was now sweet, kind, thoughtful and considerate and that he seemed more empathetic to me and women in general.I wanted to have sex with him, but with him on the bottom, so he could see sex from where I usually lay. Rubbing, fondling and sucking his nipples, I got him to where he would have probably done anything. I got in a top position to slide his cock into me while I rode him rubbing his nipples all the while. His climax and my orgasm were the best sex we ever had. He told me he. I pulled my mouth away from her nipples and leaned close to her face as I started to work her pussy. She was clearly in ecstasy. I stopped for a moment and kissed her. Then when she looked into my eyes I had to ask. “Are you sure you want to do this?”She looked at me and answered “YES! Keep going!”Then I asked “Even if all I want to do is use you for sex?” I already knew the answer.She answered “I don’t care”I said “Even after all that stuff Carly told you?”She said “Who cares about Carly, I.