Leanna sat alone at the concierge desk. It was just past midnight, and her shift lasted another 4 hours. Her shoes kicked off beneath the desk, she relaxed in her office chair. She hadn't seen another soul in over an hour, and boredom was taking hold. About to check her phone for the 100th time this hour, she reached for where it was sitting on the counter. Right before she grabbed it, it slowly slid across the counter, just out of reach. She pulled her hand back, startled for a moment, before a bemused expression crossed her face.

That was one interesting thing about this hotel, it was haunted. No one knew where the ghost came from, all people knew was of the cheeky spirit who liked to prank the guests and staff. And even fewer people knew of that ghosts more 'inappropriate' escapades.

Leanna had had a few encounters with it. Some simple pranks, like slamming doors and flickering lights. Other times, she felt her ass pinched, and sometimes even her tits groped. Once, when she was washing her hands, all the buttons on her blouse came undone at once, and her shirt flew open, exposing her good sized rack to some coworkers.Now, bored and alone, she practically welcomed any distraction, even from a mischievous ghost.

She looked around, then got out of her chair to reach her phone. Just before she reached it, it slid off onto the carpet behind the counter. "Hey!" she exclaimed angrily. She calmed down a bit when she noticed no cracks in the screen, then bent over to pick it up. Right as she grabbed it, a hand goosed her ass. She snapped up and looked behind her, of course seeing no one. She glanced around for a moment, then smiled mischievously.