By Spirit Possessed

My Wife Patty was one frigid bitch. I tell people that "She could eliminate global warming." That is how cold this woman is.

But all that changed after we moved into our new house.

It was an old colonial. It was in the National register as it had been built in 1774. Or so the plaque on the house read.

We fell in love with the house at almost first sight. The fieldstone fireplaces in the living and master bedroom. Patty had first heard of it being on the market, during one of her "Empowering Women "Seminars about it from one of her friends who sold real estate.

The first few months our lives were pretty normal. Patty was her usual high collared blouses and skirts past the knee, the frigid bitch... Our sex life was on its normal schedule. .Every Friday night, lights off flannel floor length nightie pushed up to her belly. Good forbid I forgot to turn off one light in the bedroom. And forget me even mentioning oral sex.

"Oral sex is just down right nasty!" She said say.

I asked her once about me sucking her pussy; man did she read me the riot act on that too.

"You will probably want to kiss me afterward and that is so not going to happen EVER!" She informed me.

Yeah I know what you are thinking, why did you marry this bitch?

Well she had a good heart and she could be very tender and loving, And she was very smart, had a degree in poetical science. I knew she was the woman I wanted to spend my life with. I had been through the bubble headed bimbos and got quite tired of them. Always wanting to party and waste money.

Like I said Patty was different then any woman I had ever met. Yes she dressed conservtially, Strawberry blond hair in a bun. Her 36 D's hidden behind the loss fitting blouses and dresses. I knew that other men seldom took a look at her as she passed, But if they only knew behind that knee length skirt was one wonderful bubble ass.

Oh she didn't like it when I saw her in the shower naked, but I sure the fuck did. She would go crazy when ever I would start stroking myself upon seeing it.

"You are such a perverted man!" She would scold me.

Then after being in our old house, strange little things started happening.

Pattie and I would wake up exhausted. My pajama bottoms at the foot of the bed, her nightgown wrapped up underneath her ass. Our juices slowly drying between her thighs.

She thought I was sexually slept walking and fucking her nightly. This was hardly the case as I did not remember it. Plus I knew that she would have punched me awake.

But she was adamant about it. So while she was down in our home gym working out on the stair master, I set up our digital camera on a motion detector in a hidden place in our bedroom. Once and for all we would see who was the aggressor in this case.

When we woke up the next morning and she started accusing me, I took the video camera and hitch it up to our television.

I hit the play button and there it was Pattie removing the covers and slipping off my pajama bottoms. Her tiny hand wrapped around my soft cock, slowly stroking it to life.

I heard Pattie gasp next to me as she saw herself on the TV moving her small hands grasping my cock and bringing it to life.

"You must have drugged me to do that!' She exclaimed.

"Well you don't look drugged to me!" I told her.

"Hey what did you just say on the video?" I said as I hit the reverse button.

"At least I am free once more to quell my passions." Pattie said.

"What?" We both said.

I hit the reverse button once more.

"At last I am free once more to quell my passions."

"Why am I talking like that?" Pattie asked.

Sounds like one of those old black and white movies set in England or something." I said.

"I'm not English I am part German!' She said.

I could see that my cock was nice and hard now and that Patties floor length nightgown was pulled up around her waist. She was slowly guiding my cock into her pussy and then began riding it up and down, like a cowgirl. It wasn't long until I was coming inside her.

She kept riding me till she was totally spent.

Pattie was totally out of her mind.

I couldn't believe that that I did not wake up when she was fucking me.

After seeing this Pattie started to change, not just in the bedroom but outside of it as well.

Packages started being delivered to our house. Victoria secrets, Frederick's of Hollywood. And what shocked me the most was from Adam and Eve.

I caught her a few times using a 12" dildo and cumming while watching porn on the net.

She was racking up major credit card debit. Good thing that she was earning some great cash from her job at the Accounting firm.

I asked her how she got the promotion at work and she said that she guessed it was from all her hard work in the past year. Now she could work from home a couple of days a week.

Then I found out why she could work from home. My neighbor Bob told me that she was having male friends come over during the day. They would come over sometime after lunch and stay for a couple of hours.

So one day I decided to take half a day and see just was going on in my house. I came in the back door and walked quietly through the house. It didn't matter anyways as moans echoed through the house.

When I reached the top of the stairs there was my wife fucking another man. He had salt and pepper hair and was in good shape for an older guy. I watched as he knelt behind her and plowed her doggy style.

"You like that baby?" He said as he drove inside her over and over.

"Yes I do sire!" Patti said.

"I am so much better then your old men aren't I?" He said through gritted teeth.

"Oh yes thee art bigger then my husband." Patti said panting as she said it.

He started to pull out of her and I could see he had quite a bigger dick then I did. At least 5 inches. I could see it was at least 3" wide as it opened up her pussy.

"OH YES SIRE, SO GOOD!" Pattie said as he started bucking himself into her faster and harder. She kept pushing her ass back into him, milking him for all he was worth.

"DAMN woman you are insatiable!" He stated

"Has been so long since I have had a sizable penis inside me sire!" She said.

"Why do you keep speaking like a fucking limey Patti?" He inquired.

"Because I do not know any other way to speak Sire. She said

He shrugged and pulled his cock out of her sopping wet pussy. She turned around and licked the last few drops of his seed from his pee slit.

"Shit look at the time, I am due as board of directors meeting, and your husband is due any time now.

He hopped off the bed and this is when I crept back down stairs and hid in the cellar.

After he had gone I waited awhile and then snuck out and slammed the front door as I reentered the house.

"Honey I'm Home!" I called out.

"I'm in the den!" She called out.

As I entered the den there she sat naked and moving the mouse about. I stood behind her and watched as she went into porn site after porn site.

She finally stopped on this one website where married women cheated on their husbands.

"Patti what are you doing?" I asked.

"I am looking for a man who can fill my needs, thee's cock does not satisfy them." She said

"But Patti that is adultery!" I exclaimed.

"Thou do speak true but I require more then one cock, I need many." She said.

"I don't even know you anymore, first you start wearing sexy clothes. Then it is dildos and such. AND NOW I CAUGHT YOU FUCKING ANOTHER MAN TODAY!" I screamed.

"That was not just any man that was my boss," She said quite matter of factly , like she was doing her nails or something.

"How many others have you slept with?" I asked.

I have lost count to be quite honest with thee." She said.

LOST COUNT WHAT THE FUCK PATTI!" I screamed again.

She got up from the desk and walked out of the room.

"Where are you going, I am not finished with you!" I yelled after her.

She didn't reply and fairly soon I heard her slam the front door and heard her car drive off.

"So you want to play that way do you!" I said out loud to myself. I went out and bought another motion detection and video camera.

I went off and slept in the finished basement. I wanted nothing to do with this whore. I heard her walking around at some point and saw it was two A.M.

I feel back to sleep and then in the morning went to work. I waited till seven or eight that evening until I returned home. She was gone by them.

I went upstairs and got the camera and did the same in the living room. I took them down stairs and set them up to record on my computer.

I couldn't let myself watch them as I would get angry. But the next morning I called a good divorce lawyer and set up an appointment.

When I got there I explained to him about my present situation. He listened and said "Sounds like you have a good case for divorce."

I handed him the DVD's and he took me into his conference room and put them in the DVD player.

There was my former frigid wife fucking not only her boss but another guy with a big fat dick.

"Why is she talking like a British person? My lawyer asked.

"I have no idea but it all started when we moved into the house" I replied.

He stopped the DVD and then went back into his office. He sat down and typed something into his computer.

"Ah here it is I remember this!" He exclaimed.

He swung the monitor around and I read it.

"Haunted house!" Was the head line. It seems that about twenty years ago a young couple bought the very same house my wife and I had bought. The wife was caught for public acts of indency.

One of the ghost hunters had gone to exam the house and said he thought it was possessed. The ghost hunter was never seen again after entering that house.

As we dug back further on the house, we found that shortly after it was built the wife was accused of adultery and tried and stone to death by her peers.

A priest went there once to perform an exorcistism the spirit from the house but he ran away screaming and was transferred to another parish on the west coast

"So it seems your wife is now possessed by this Matilde Heming's!" My lawyer said.

It didn't matter .I want nothing more to do with Patti. Watching her fucking other men was the last straw.

Spirit or no frigging spirit!

We filled the papers, Pattie never showed up for the hearing and the judge granted me the divorce once he reviewed the DVD.

I moved out of the house months before the court case. Last I heard Patti was having wild sex parties every night.

I heard that she died not long after we divorced. Too much fucking and her heart couldn't take it.

I did feel some remorse after I heard that but I was more worried about the poor couple who would buy the house afterward.

The husband has no fucking idea what he is getting into.