100 Ghost Stories Counting Down To Halloween 2025. #10. Back Seat Edmond.

In the parking lot at Pu'iwa Park sits Edmond De Costa, waiting patiently for Sheryl's car to roll up.

She'll jump in, and they'll drive to his house down the road on Henry Street. Edmond lives in the one-bedroom basement at the bottom of a three-story house. Everyone minds their own business and stays out of each other's way. Sheryl's old Nissan pulls in at the far end of the parking lot, where Edmond reverses and goes to pick her up. It's the lunch hour, so no one on the property is home. Hardly a word is spoken between the two, but they do hold hands and kiss when they can without causing an accident. Edmond punches in the key code for his front door and steps aside so Sheryl can enter. She walks to the couch and removes her clothing. Edmond keeps his clothes on while he lies back on the couch and begins to devour her womanhood. Sherly lets out a moan that almost sounds like a scream. He brings her to an orgasm again and again until she can no longer stand to experience yet another. Turning her on her side, Edmond enters her, but very slowly. Sheryl can feel the entire length and girth of his manhood. She moans again, but this time to the point of fainting.  Luckily, she's lying on her side, so it's not too bad. Sheryl adjusts herself to lie on her back without losing Edmond while he's inside her, but she does it slowly. The dizzying ecstasy causes Edmond's knees to go weak. It's here that Sheryl uses her internal muscles to grip onto him every time he removes himself entirely before entering her again. He's close, they both are, but Edmond is also paying attention to her breasts, her areola, and her nipples one by one. It's only making it more difficult for Sheryl to refrain from exploding. She'll be there soon, very soon. 

Edmond takes a second to stand and fully remove his clothes. He lies back on the couch now, letting Sheryl take over. She rides him and turns the tide, lowering and lifting herself for the entirety of his manhood, squeezing as she goes along. Edmond is no longer in control, when it finally comes she has him in her grip and they both release together. Edmond with a guttural cry, and Sheryl with a moan that gets deeper as she lets it out. She collapses on him, and he holds on to her, trying to catch his breath. They fall asleep for a couple of minutes, and it's Edmond who rouses himself first. Gently nudging her to let her know that the lunch hour will soon be up. Edmond stands, reaching for his clothes, but still sitting, Sheryl takes him with her mouth, lapping up all the love juices, giving him one last release before they have to part company for another week.

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The park is occupied with work trucks from the electric company, the county, and the state. The boys in the neon green and orange long-sleeved shirts are on their lunch break. Edmond rolls in and stops behind Sheryl's car, where he lets her out. She smiles and waves with just her fingers. Edmond nods, and she's gone. 

"Back to the office," he sighs to himself.

A few minutes before closing time, while going through reports regarding the status of computer servers in a warehouse in Diamond Head crater, Edmond hears his office door open. He doesn't look right away, but he knows two people are standing in front of his desk. 

"One second," he murmurs while holding up a finger. "What's up, what can I do for you?"

It's Sheryl and her husband, Kyle. He's holding a gun at Sheryl's side. "We're going down to the parking lot, and you're coming with us. If you don't, I'll kill both of you right here, right now."

Nearly an hour later, the three are in Sheryl's old Nissan pulling into the parking lot at Pu'iwa Park.

Sherly is driving, and Kyle is seated behind her with the gun pressed into the back of her neck. Edmond is riding shotgun. "Is this where you two do it? Is this where you fuck each other?"

Edmond doesn't reply right away. Kyle fires a shot in the car, pointing the gun up to the roof. "Where do you two fuck? Is it here in this car or somewhere else?"

"It's in this car," Edmond lies quietly.

"Alright," Kyle sighs. "Fuck now, right here in this car. Now..fuck,"

The two hesitate, but Kyle fires another shot. "Fuck now I said!"

Sheryl and Edmond slowly remove their clothing. When they're done, Kyle moves to one side in the back seat. "You two get back here and do it, we'll switch places!"

Kyle lets himself out but keeps his gun pointed at them. Quickly, he jumps into the front seat and locks all the doors. Watching intently, he pulls back the hammer and points the gun at Edmond and Sheryl. Removing his phone from his pocket, he begins recording in video mode. "Do it, hurry up."

Sheryl lets out a slight moan while Edmond enters her, moving his hips like a jackhammer.

"No, no, no," Kyle protests. "Not so fast, take your time, jack ass!"

Edmond slows down and catches his breath. Composing himself, he continues. In a few seconds, the pleasure overcomes his senses, and he forgets where he is. Sheryl is lost too, and when they finally reach their pinnacle, it's over. Kyle pushes Edmond aside. Removing his pants, Kyle enters his wife and finishes in less than a few seconds. Edmond doesn't know what to think, but with his clothes on, standing outside Sheryl's car, the doors lock. Kyle and Sheryly continue on without Edmond.

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A year later, while Edmond entered his Henry Street domicile, he found Sheryl waiting for him at his door. "Geeze, what the fuck are you doing here?" 

"Don't worry," Sherly says with her hand up. "Kyle's not here with a gun. I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I really did end up having feelings for you, even though this was our thing, me and Kyle. It's the way we got off, but you were different. I really got off with you, even in the car that day. I miss it, and I want more."

Edmond pushes past her and opens his door. Sherly follows behind him, but Edmond slams the door in her face. "The police are on the way; if you don't want to get arrested, I suggest you leave."

Sheryl left quietly after a few minutes, and Edmond set about his evening without a second thought regarding Sheryl and Kyle. A couple of months later, a story broke on the news about the discovery of two naked bodies in a '90s model Nissan found parked at Pu'iwa Park. One Sheryl Kaneshiro and her husband, Kyle. Both were shot in the head with a 38. special handgun found in Kyle's hand. There was physical evidence that the couple had engaged in sex and that Kyle must have killed his wife and himself in an act of double murder suicide. Is that what really happened, or did the third party they kidnapped get hold of the gun and shoot them both and corrupt the scene? The general public will never know, but Edmond knows. Edmond definitely knows.